Thursday, January 29, 2009

Sad story

Last night a homeless man was hit by a car at the corner of 21st and O Streets. The accident occurred a few moments after OMF, my family, and I exited Zelda's at about 9ish. When the accident happened we were standing right in front of the restaurant and from a half block away it sounded like two cars hitting. OMF and I didn't realize a pedestrian had been hit until we got in our truck and my sister called hysterical and told us to come to where they had parked. Their car was right near the accident.

When OMF and I arrived the man was lying in the intersection and there were a handful of folks milling around. Someone mentioned that they could hear the man breathing so OMF went and sat with him and talked to him until the paramedics came. I was on the phone with 911 and when the dispatcher asked for my location I realized I didn't know. The whole event was so startling that I lost track of where I was. After a foggy split second I was able to tell the dispatcher my cross streets and at that moment the paramedics arrived.

In order to examine him the paramedics had to cut off his coat and when they did a plume of down feathers burst out of the back of his jacket and settled in the small pool of blood on the asphalt. As they loaded his stretcher into the back of the ambulance I wondered if later in the evening or early the next morning someone might think that a bird had been struck there.

The police took statements from everyone and as we left we found out that the man who hit him was talking to police as we drove away. I'm glad the man stopped. He was sober and cooperative and naturally shook up.

Before I went to bed last night the police called for a final statement and said that as of that time the victim of the accident was still alive and at UCD med center. I seriously wonder what happened since then.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

This just in!

My sis was in the Sacramento Union. Crazy!

Monday, January 26, 2009

We're JJ Fad and we're here to talk...

So the part of my LA art weekend of which I was most looking forward also ended up being the weekend's biggest disappointed. Anyone who hit the fairs this weekend knows that I am referring to Supersonic, a fair within LA Art which features the work of unrepresented SoCal MFAs. Not only was the work disappointing over all, it was ridiculously under lit and the walls were covered with a rippling gray construction paper. WTF? I'm still not clear as to whether this work was curated or if any and all were invited or what. I went to the Supersonic website and saw no mention of a curator or selection committee. I did review the list of featured "artsists" again though to refresh my memory on the show overall. In so doing I was lead to Micha Cardenas' blog and was reminded of Becoming Dragon, the one piece in the show that was conceptually quite interesting and equally well executed. Reading Cardenas' blog then lead me to this piece on Supersonic by Marshall Astor which I found entertaining if not a bit cynical.

The weakness of Supersonic was a sentiment on most lips I encountered in LA last weekend with most folks shocked at both the quality and presentation this year. Having attended this fair I now have to agree with a colleague who suggested that good work has a hard time fighting it's way out of a bad group exhibition. Supersonic was proof positive.

Thinking all this Supersonic badness made me want some Supersonic goodness so I went in search of JJ Fad after leaving the Supersonic website. Remember when you could call 1-900 hotlines to talk to your favorite recording artist? It's such a crazy concept now. I never did it because, a. I knew that I wasn't really gonna talk to JJ Fad and b. I also knew that shit was crazy expensive and my folks would have killed me if my curiosity had ever gotten the best of me. I love how it says at the end that kids should be sure to get your parents permission before calling as though any adult would have ever considered calling those hotlines.

Sunday, January 25, 2009

2.25 Obamas


Abraham Obama, by Ron English
I'm too pooped to think straight as I just got back from LA about an hour ago, enough time to put down a burrito, send a few emails and get ready for bed. Though I had no intentions of making a post tonight I saw the link to the Christian Science Monitor Obama article on Heckasac and was so happy it kinda choked me up a little. Now granted, again, I am TIRED, but still the idea that we have a president who believes that science is real and sees the value in art education is almost too overwhelming to comprehend. It honestly kinda feels like a dream.

This of course errodes any joke I was considering making about Obama art fast replacing skull art at fairs. I will say though that over the course of this past weekend in the 4 major stops I made - 2 fairs, 1 studio complex, & Chinatown - I counted 9 Obama works for a 2.25 Obama per stop average. Right now, I'm feeling like the adoration is more than well deserved.

Friday, January 23, 2009

Lates!


thanks skpr!

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Thursday, January 22, 2009; My Day in Pictures

I'm getting ready to go to Art LA tomorrow and don't have a whole lotta time to say much which stinks it because I had a really productive and interesting day. For starters, however, if anyone reading this has been to Art LA and has any suggestions I'm all ears. Primarily, I'm looking for a good ancillary fair if there are any.

Now for the pictures. My day began with one of two delicious and photogenic meals the first cooked by Mulvaney's B&L and the second cooked by yours truly. I'll let you guess which of the two was the victor. Hint: it contained duck meatballs.

After lunch I went to my studio to document a piece which I just sold! Though I'm excited to be selling work I'm super sad to see this piece go. It seems like folks always want to buy my favs.

Untitled; Hands with Cascade, hair piece, silk leaves, doll hands, 2008


This piece was so much fun to shoot.

Not as much fun as this was though. This object is, I kid you not one of my absolute favorite things in the whole wide world. Looking at it gives me so much pleasure despite it being one of those objects that I never need in my home. But hey, that's what a studio is for right? Seriously, I really, really love this thing.

Refuse, materials vary, 1960s-70s, Stephen Kaltenbach
When I was done shooting my own personal ray of sun shine I took pictures of Steve's show for the upcoming catalog which will be available at his lecture. I know I once said that I would be posting pics of his show on this blog but I'm going to chalk that up to all the other things I tease and then never deliver like images from the Midmo show - which are forthcoming on the Midmo website I swear(!).

Finally, home to dinner for that other photogenic meal I mentioned. Homemade tacos. Yum!

This gif makes no sense! ahhhhhhhhhh

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Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Monday, January 19, 2009

RIP Andrew Wyeth


“Christina’s World,” 1948, by Andrew Wyeth.

American realist painter Andrew Wyeth died in his sleep last Friday at the age of 91. His obit in the NY Times is definitely worth a read. Like so many iconic figures in the history of American art his relevance within a bigger historical context is easy to lose sight of some 5 decades plus after his initial burst of fame. At the time "Christina's World" was purchased by the MOMA abstract expressionism - the current bane of my existence - was really hitting its stride causing artists like Wyeth to seem stodgy and out of date. In fairness, knowing myself as well as I do I probably would have erred on the side of the Wyeth detractors in that day as well... maybe.

If I had sided with the Wyeth detractors at that time I would have done so not knowing how many horrible imitations ab-ex would spawn. After the initial bloom of ab-ex wore off, art has since been plagued by wave after wave of self absorbed "expression" work that is more decorative than transcendent. Today, painting has seen a strong resurgence in regards to photo realism which I am all for.

Anyhoo, with that I'll give you this lovely excerpt from Kimmelman's obit. Enjoy:

One picture encapsulated his fame. “Christina’s World” became an American icon like Grant Wood’s “American Gothic,” or Whistler’s portrait of his mother or Emmanuel Leutze’s “Washington Crossing the Delaware.” Wyeth said he thought the work was “a complete flat tire” when he originally sent it off to the Macbeth Gallery in Manhattan in 1948. The Museum of Modern Art bought it for $1,800.

Wyeth had seen Christina Olson, crippled from the waist down, dragging herself across a Maine field, “like a crab on a New England shore,” he recalled. To him she was a model of dignity who refused to use a wheelchair and preferred to live in squalor rather than be beholden to anyone. It was dignity of a particularly dour, hardened, misanthropic sort, to which Wyeth throughout his career seemed to gravitate. Olson is shown in the picture from the back. She was 55 at the time. (She died 20 years later, having become a frequent subject in his art; her death made the national news thanks to Wyeth’s popularity.)

It is impossible to tell her age in the painting or what she looks like, the ambiguity adding to the overall mystery. So does the house, which Wyeth called a dry-bone skeleton of a building, a symbol during the Depression of the American pastoral dream in a minor key, the house’s whitewash of paint long gone, its shingles warped, the place isolated against a blank sky. As popular paintings go, “Christina’s World” is remarkable for being so dark and humorless, yet the public seemed to focus less on its gothic and morose quality and more on the way Wyeth painted each blade of grass, a mechanical and unremarkable kind of realism that was distinctive if only for going against the rising tide of abstraction in America in the late 1940’s.

Friday, January 16, 2009

I feel another gif coming on!

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Good morning!


A colleague of mine sent me a link to the work of Hans Silvester this morning and it is truly inspiring. The adornments crafted by the Surma and Mursi tribes of East Africa's Omo Valley are completely transformative. These images are absolutely beautiful and started my day off on the right foot. That was until I came to work and found that the Verge had been graffitied.... again. Ah well

Thanks RP!

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

For the man who has everything

Skippo sent me this pic that a friend of his took at Goodwill the other day. Heaven knows how an item like this ended up at a thrift store.

"Quick drying, soft, and gentle."

Monday, January 12, 2009

You can find me in the masthead


Pretty Lady with Dog, digital image, 2007

So much has happened recently where to begin? For starters you can find my work in the masthead at Art Fag City this month. Woot! Woot! Kudos, to Paddy for doing a better job of describing my work than I sometimes do. awesome.

Later on I'll have some images of the new Midmo gallery from start to finished install. Our maiden voyage went quite well. As I expected most of our attendees came toward the end of the night which I think will be standard for our just slightly out of the way location.

I'll have some images of Steve's show later too, which is truly beautiful. Both the Grand Opening party and the 2nd Sat reception were a smash hit. The weather obliged and the building was full of happy art goers on both occasions.

And now for one of my favorite things about my new job. Studio time!!!!!!!!! I have a new body of work to get started on and I am outta here!

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

What I would like to have happen

What I would like to have happen is for a tofu scramble with spinach and mushrooms, with a side of roasted potatoes and a bagel with cream cheese to magically appear in my lap perhaps accompanied by a cup of decaf tea. What's gonna happen instead, however, is that I'm gonna do a pile of nasty ass dishes, and then create said meal myself despite the fact that I sorta feel like a piece of tenderized meat at the moment both inside and out.

I've been herking on getting the Verge ready for our Grand Opening on Thursday working just about 7 days a week minus Christmas day for the past three weeks. Fortunately, things are going surprisingly well, knock on wood. Because it's gonna be both Steve's reception and an open house for the studio project it means that I've been concurrently getting my studio and the show ready at the same time. Double shifts baby(!) and 10+ hour days.

Almost done!

Saturday, January 3, 2009

You can't stop me!

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Now that I can make my own gifs the world's my oyster! mwah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!

Thursday, January 1, 2009

Might as well jump!

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Happy New Year everybody!