so i says to mabel i says

"archipelago" oil on canvas, five by seven feet
(I'm afraid the image doesn't do it justice)

boredom has coerced me into taking part of this thing called "meme." This comes from bedlover, and I'm not tagging anyone, because even if I wanted to, I honestly can't imagine who.

if you want to read my answers to some random questions, don't feel obligated but, ( they're here )

"the environmentalists"




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Dearest brain,

If you should decide at some point in the future, to again install an art project partially composed of a dozen fairly large bricks, please consider taking two trips with said bricks rather than moving them all at once across the parking lot, up a flight of stairs, fifty yards across the building and then back again. If you feel you must do this again, please try lifting some weights once and a while in the mean time. The arms and I would greatly appreciate it.

Sincerely,
Your Aching and Spasming Back.

here are six 16x20 inch abstract paintings. I need to choose one of them to translate into a five by seven foot painting. which one do you think will work best?



( full size )

woodcut 22x23 inches

this is the start of a 4 by 5 foot painting which is actually rather farther along at the moment.

3 color lithograph; 10x10 inches

woodcut

Make a painting of Dennis Hopper. Take a photograph of the painting. Make a painting of the photograph. Make a painting of the painting of the photograph of the painting of Dennis Hopper. Take a photograph of the painting. Have it printed on coffee mugs to be sold in museum gift shops. Buy a coffee mug and make a painting of it. Sell the painting. Make a painting of the check you've received (minus your dealer's 40% commission). Take a photograph of the painting. Make a painting of the photograph.

Write an epic poem about the painting of the photograph of the painting of the check received in exchange for the painting of the mug on which was printed a photograph of the painting of the painting of the photograph of the painting of Dennis Hopper. Hire a Dennis Hopper look-alike to recite the poem in a public space or center of commerce. Make a film of the performance. Create a multimedia installation in which the film is projected on many screens, running simultaneously in continuous loops at various speeds. Take a photograph of the installation.

Make a painting of the photograph.

Allow a photograph of the painting to be published on the cover of newest issue of Art Forum. Make a painting of the magazine bearing the image of the painting of the photograph of the multimedia installation centered around the film of a Dennis Hopper look-alike reciting the epic poem about the painting of the photograph of the painting of the check received in exchange for the painting of the mug on which was printed a photograph of the painting of the painting of the photograph of the painting of Dennis Hopper.

Give the painting an ornate gold frame and hang it in a museum on a pristine white wall so that future generations might weep openly at the profound beauty of paint clinging to canvas.

Make a painting of their tears.

Two hour figure study



Four(ish) hour figure study

One of my very favorite paintiers, Hung Liu, has an exhibition here in town and I went to her lecture Thursday night. I can't say that I learned much of anything new, but it was nice to hear her speak about her artwork. The highlight of her slides was a drawing she made at the age of five showing Chairman Mao towering over a mob of saluting stick figures. The low point was a student asking her if the dripping paint in her work is intentional.


this being she:


this being one of her paintings:


and a great video about her:
http://www.kqed.org/arts/people/spark/profile.jsp?id=4455

So the other day I was outside putting pinup-girl sillhouette mud-flaps on my pick up truck. I was kicking it in my usual masculine style, you know: drinking a budweiser, smoking marlboroughs, my radio blasting ... REO Speedwagon? .. ZZ Top? ..no.. we'll say Judas Priest (that's pretty manly, right?). So "Hell Bent for Leather" was playing and this chick walks by, and man is she ever a hottie; I mean, her boobs were as big as my head. So, being the manly man that I am, I started objectifying her like crazy. I whistled and waved my trucker's cap at her, and I was like "Hey baby, I'd like to have some french-fried-potatoes with the way that your posterior moves when you walk by me." And she called me a pig and kept walking, but I could tell that she was secretly really digging my handlebar mustache and that sexy tuft of chest hair peeking out of the front of my denim Harley Davidson vest with cut-off sleeves.

Yeah, she'll be back.

There seems to be a rash of "books of 2007" lists going around, so here's me jumping on the bandwagon.

The Autograph Man, Zadie Smith
Tooth and Claw, TC Boyle
The Ground Beneath her Feet, Salman Rushdie (again)
Kafka on the Shore, Haruki Murakami (again)
Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
The Black Angel, John Connolly
The Ladies of Grace Adieu, Susannah Clark
Turtle Moon, Alice Hoffman
Invisible Cities, Italo Calvino (again)
After the Quake, Haruki Murakami
Horns and Wrinkles, Joseph Helgerson
Fall on Your Knees, Ann Marie MacDonald
The Book of Lost Things, John Connolly
Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, Johnathan Safran Foer
One Hundred Years of Solitude, Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Johnathan Strange and Mr Norrell, Susannah Clark
The Annotated Hunting of the Snark, Lewis Carroll


I think that's all, assuming that art history text books don't count.

Ink drawings of dogs wearing glasses for a veterinary eye clinic.

"soliloquy" oil on canvas, 38x36

( Three more )

Sacred Cow
(oil on plastic)

who's that? oh, my little friend cupid,
wearin a shirt that says 'I'm with stupid.'