"Spring Heeled Jim lives to love...Now kissing with his mouth full...And his eyes on some other fool...So many women...His head should be spinning"
Currently Reading: 'My Friend Hitler' - Yukio Mishima & 'The Universe in a Nutshell' - Stephen Hawking
The Circus is nothing but a masturbatory showcase of Man's supposed domination of animals; a reckless and tortuous repose of satire, gluttony and the inability to reason pain and suffering. We vilify the tortures of Man but ignore the abuse inflicted on animals solely for our entertainment or consumption.
... and everything changes.
'The universe is not required to be in perfect harmony with human ambition.' - C. Sagan
I was born today and so was this goat.
(Listened to a story of my Grandfather jumping off a moving train in Germany in the 50's... I see where I get it from.)
Currently Watching: 'The Man Who Laughs' / 'Only Lovers Left Alive'
Currently Reading: 'Infinitesimal: How a Dangerous Mathematical Theory Shaped the Modern World' by Amir Alexander
Be adventurous. Travel at a whim. Let go.
Paris in November felt cold and dreary. Perfect.
'I've got a wonderful future behind me...'
'And in these twenty eight Mansions do lie hid many secrets of the wisdom of the ancients, by the which they wrought wonders on all things which are under the circle of the Moon; and they attributed to every Mansion his resemblances, images, and seals, and his president intelligences, and worked by the virtue of them after different manners.'
This piece took a couple months from start to finish. It is not overly large nor is there a whole lot going on in the image itself but it was a piece I could have just kept adding little things to in every tiny corner. 'Mansions of the Moon' is 15 x 23 and currently available. To purchase, email me at firstname.lastname@example.org
"If a thing is worth doing, it is worth doing well. If it is worth having, it is worth waiting for. If it is worth attaining, it is worth fighting for. If it is worth experiencing, it is worth putting aside time for." Jack London
Bear with me for a few weeks of repose.
I used to almost hibernate as a teen; beckon away to the tides of fall and sit in wait for Fall to cool my mind and bones. In recent years, I have fallen for figures from the likes of Hemingway, Didion, Ellis, Faulkner, Whitman, Keats, Crosby, London and Bronte. A lot of my literary romance has been placed on perceptions of the connection to the depths of Fall, Frost & Fog.
What do you do to recharge and find yourself whole again? I'll be swiftly set on my way to another timezone in a day, this always seems to give pulse. :)
"I'll be the victim!' -Amanda
"All your life" - Wednesday
Currently Reading: The Art of War in the Western World - Archer Jones
Currently Listening: The Devil's Trill - Andrew Manze**
**The story behind "Devil's Trill" begins with Tartini's alleged dream. He recounted to astronomer Jérôme Lalande that he dreamed the Devil came to him and asked to be his servant. At the end of their lesson Tartini passed the Devil his violin in test of his skill; the Devil immediately began to play with great intensity and Tartini was strongly taken aback. He awoke from the dream and in fever, desperately tried to recreate the works heard in his state of sleep.
'No mind can engender till divided into two' -W.B. Yeats
I've be spending time on 'ending' and 'starting'. A friend of mine is wrapping up paintings for a show coming up at the end of the month and we laughed for a minute in her turmoil of ending and my fevers of starting in. Both are a interesting parts of the process in both art & life... both sometimes make you want to lock yourself up in a room until its all over (kind of sometimes kidding...).
I felt like I actually got to enjoy a weekend. Good company (seeing my grandfather laugh), good food (probably ate too much pumpkin pie for someone my size), good weather (don't talk to me about seasons) and some serious reflection (let go).
Bear with me while I just turn the music up louder and keep my head down.
"I saw the sun set low on you...In a blood-red suns final rays...With after night solo shadow plays...Into the world we started to run...Like bullets from a gun...With passion and desire...Like two burning balls of fire...And there is surely nothing else...The gods have gotta keep on...laughing"
Currently Reading: Une Saison en Enfer - Arthur Rimbaud
Currently Listening: The Damned - Friday 13th EP
Break time from the hotbox that is my home...
What happens when Ben Weasel is your Spirit Guide? Probably nothin' too good.
This piece is flying over the mid-west as I write this. Perhaps a more fitting title for it would have been 'The Devil Takes on Ohio & The Big Mac'.
I'm pretty stoked with how it turned out and now my pig obsession has grown to fanatical heights for reasons I cannot mention.
If you live in New York, you can see this piece along with about 30 others for the Last Rites Gallery's '13th Hour' Show happening October 11th from 7pm-11pm.
I'm considering going out for the show, other plans pending but if you are in the area, definitely check it out. For inquiries about this piece and other works in the show, please email Erica at: email@example.com
I feel like I've been running around with my head stuffed in a dusty box; shoved somewhere in the closet. Lots of shipping-and-framing-and-life stuff-and-shipping-and-sorting going on around here these last few days.
This entrance of Fall has brought a lot of changes with her and there is no better time to sit and meditate... Open up and out.
As the rest of the week comes to a lull, I'll be here working on some smaller commissions that I've wanted to finish for some time now, starting new works & projects and catching up on some movies (Highly recommend: The Double for all you Dostoyevsky fans...all three of you)
"I learned your name without words.
I used my eyes, not my hands."
Beginning to see a pattern here...
And a little of this feeling.... Almost finished.
Currently Reading: A Farewell To Arms by Ernest Hemingway / Winston's War by Michael Dobb
Currently Listening: Move To Pain - Sons of Magdalene / Disappear - T.S.O.L.
Sundays after long drives...
Feeling nostalgic in my audio choices today as I worked with the fog rolling around outside. Had the pleasure of being around some great people later on last week. The kind of people that ignite fire under your feet and remind you how lucky you are.
I've sat here all day working and thinking about constants: Ernest Hemingway had 'Pilar', the Stars have the Moon, a Story always has its Beginning... That feeling of a constant is like a warm pool as you lie buoyant and surrounded.
The Sun has been warming my workspace and casting sundials across my paper. Distracting and turning me into a languishing reptile? Sure. Recharging and relaxing? Hell yes.
I'm not sorry for this ramble. Its' been a long one.
“He never sleeps, the judge. He is dancing, dancing. He says that he will never die.”
Currently Reading: I Dreamed I Was a Very Clean Tramp: An Autobiography by Richard Hell
Currently Listening: Regan's In - Wasted Youth
This month is proving to be kind of nuts...
Last weekend's show at Corey Helford was pretty awesome. There were some really beautiful pieces available and lots that got snagged up.
The drive was long but I am easily entertained (I listened to enough tough-guy hardcore to grow chest hair and lose my voice, laughed and learned with some Ram Dass and counted neatly piled roadkill along the highway). I must say that through its sunbleached humidity... LA has grown on me.
I came back home to a lot to do. A lot.
Coming up early next month is the Opening Reception of Last Rites Gallery '13th Hour' Group Exhibition. Stay tuned :)
Mind and brain. Starting in on some new works...
Currently Reading: Standing In Two Circles: The Collected Works of Boyd Rice / The Story of The Eye by Georges Bataille
Currently Listening: Throbbing Gristle - Hamburger Lady
Finish one piece...On to the next ones.
I get wave of excitement after a piece is done because it means I get to start on something different. Fixate on another world. There is a project I've started working on with a very talented musician that has been giving my imagination a run for its money, which is thrilling in an of itself. I've had the fortune of always starting in on something with someone who I can align with, which can sometimes be hard for artists of any path. Good things to come on this one :)
Also on the horizon, works for Last Rites Gallery's 13th Hour show coming up in October and a handful of there goodies and commissions to work on.
Don't miss the opening of 'Art Collector Starter Kit' this Saturday at Corey Helford Gallery in Culver City.
"To 1966! The year One."