| Passing thought |
[Sep. 10th, 2006|07:38 pm] |
AND THROUGH IT NOTHING CAME BUT THE BRINDLED EXCESS, AN EXAGGERATION, A MOMENT WITH NO MORE CLARITY THAN THAT OF A PASSING THOUGHT.
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| A mark |
[Aug. 31st, 2006|12:19 pm] |
GRADATED SKIES AND BALMY BREEZES MY ASS. IT ALL SEEMS TOO UNREALISTIC. BUT IF YOU FOLLOW YOUR NOSE TO THE RIGHT PLACE, SOMEHOW YOU MAKE A MARK THAT IS NOT REPRODUCIBLE.
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| drawing |
[Aug. 29th, 2006|02:40 pm] |
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[Feb. 2nd, 2006|10:23 am] |
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| December 28, 2005 |
[Jan. 9th, 2006|06:21 pm] |
http://www.artic.edu/aic/exhibitions/asher.html
I like the way the figure in the background painting appears to be touching Washington in the head, then a similar gesture is enacted by a girl in the museum who appears to be touching his hand. |
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| Demaree has a solo show in SF! Demaree has a solo show in SF! |
[Dec. 6th, 2005|09:10 pm] |
Straight outta the class of 2003 with me, running along side one another, we've laughed, we've cried, she played me some songs on her guitar when I was sad, made me CD's on my birthdays, critiqued the shit out of each other's work (not really)... more like gentle suggestions with good intentions...
an amazing support system we have. thanks.
where can i get something framed in one week?
do these shoes clash with my new beard?
I can't wait to see her show in January.. January! thats only one month away, holy shit.
CONGRATULATIONS. you deserve it. I'll be there.
Her work is pretty and pukey and lovely and goofy and smart and sexy. Rarely reserved, she's going for it, head on through the screen door even that door is still closed.. ha.
http://www.stevenwolffinearts.com/dynamic/exhibit_artist.asp?ArtistID=148&ExhibitID=17
Title of her show:
A SEARING LESSON EVERY GIRL SHOULD KNOW.
click on above link to find out more. |
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| beautiful morning with rough third person story. |
[Nov. 23rd, 2005|11:24 am] |
Such a beautiful morning, today.
I wrote the following a few weeks ago before I did an artist lecture.. the night before, I was pondering the notion of an audience, oh, and it was raining.
It's nice to be reading the good parts of A Lover's Discourse again!
How exciting.
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It begins to rain one evening as one person decides upon the idea of writing an introductory story. "Sometimes, first impressions can very important" the person thinks while pondering the notion of an audience. "The reception of this lecture will no doubt be dependent upon the person's ability to provoke discussion, and the position or non-position of the audience members". "This position or non-position will hopefully provide the situation where it may be possible for productive projection to occur" the person thinks as a flash of lightning followed by a sharp crack of thunder causes a slight goose-bump effect on the lecturing person's arm. The rain has just stopped and the writing/lecturing person decides to walk outside on a dark and wet street. The world is slightly more dramatic when it is wet, the person thinks while noticing that no-one is around to share this observation with. Alone. The walking person stops and becomes a looking person for nearly 10 minutes as water rushes down a gutter near the looking person's foot. The looking person stares and listens to the moving water as an image begins to emerge in the water as it begins to slow. A face, a reflection, a shifting distorted face, an uncanny reflection. The person hears a noise that seems to fall outside of the noises included in the design of this scene. Slowly, the person moves it's head up from the reflection to find another looking person who is looking at the looking person. The original looking person becomes startled and slips on the wet pavement. The falling person lands in the stream of moving water and the new looking person moves closer to observe the scene. "What do you want" remarks the fallen, wet person and the new looking person replies with, "For it to rain more often" as the new looking person helps the original looking person onto the feet. The looking people sit down next to one another on the wet street and show each other pictures that they carry around. The first looking person pulls out a picture of a flood victim from the internet. The new looking person pulls out a picture of chewing gum smashed into the letter "I" on a street sign that is supposed to say Yield. Now yielding Yeld. "A Yellow Yeld Sign for You" remarks the new looking person, as the original looking person smiles and takes out a picture of an audience. The original looking person disappears now, leaving the picture of an audience falling into the slow moving water in the gutter. The new looking person watches the image float away, probably to a much larger body of water, eventually. The new looking person's skin begins to turn yellow. A flash of lightning causes the yellow person to blink. The blinking person opens the eyes once more to find the slightly dramatic wet world has turned to a deep shade of Indigo. The yellow person is alone in stark complimentary contrast now. |
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| and ever. |
[Oct. 18th, 2005|09:56 am] |
I looked down into the gutter during the rain. Water looks black and is moving fast. No reflections only refractions. No pink gloves to chase. Just memories to erase.
I found a pebble and picked it up.
Pebble in hand I searched a subconscious for the repression machine. I found it just beyond some otherwordly barren dead tree. I turned down the volume, moved past the tree, and opened up the machine with the pebble. It's taking forever.
New For Fall, Bartleby's Brick Wall In Smell-Ville,. |
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| ARBY ALPERT AND THE OLD MAN OF THE MOUNTAIN. |
[Oct. 14th, 2005|11:03 am] |
Tomorrow night.
Don't miss Matt MacFarland's opening at 16to1 gallery in Santa Monica.
http://www.16to1.com
His first solo show! It should be some of the best art ever. ever.
his show is called.
ARBY ALPERT AND THE OLD MAN OF THE MOUNTAIN.
Matt has sense and sensibilities, peculiarities, and a magic hand in this magic land. |
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| Another person, Speech |
[Oct. 13th, 2005|12:22 am] |
http://www.jacobmelchi.com/sound
put your headphones on and follow this link for a narrative sound work by Julia Alexander.
It's worth it! |
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| First Person, (To Love Love) |
[Sep. 2nd, 2005|09:11 pm] |
"I should see the other in the guise of an inert object, like a kind of stuffed doll, for me to shift my desire from this annulled object to my desire itself; it is my desire I desire, and the loved being is no more than it's tool. I rejoice at the thought of such a great cause, which leaves far behind it the person whom I have made into its pretext (at least this is what I tell myself, happy to raise myself by lowering the other): I sacrifice the image to the Image-repertoire. And if a day comes when I must bring myself to renounce the other, the violent mourning which then grips me is the mourning of the Image-repertoire itself: it was a beloved structure, and I weep for the loss of love, not of him or her."
-Roland Barthes, A Lover's Discourse
My Image-repertoire is growing, it seems.
I ran into Juli Carson (a former teacher of mine)
http://www.findarticles.com/p/articles/mi_m0425/is_4_61/ai_96134618
at the Kara Walker show and we were talking about Barthes.
I picked this quote from Lover's Discourse because it has personal resonance for me.
google found this for "love love"
(apparently love is a county in Oklahoma)
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| 1,3,1,3 it's fall. |
[Sep. 2nd, 2005|08:07 am] |
Sun refracts through watery dust on a windshield as a person decides to squint. The person didn't really "decide" to squint, it was probably just a physical reaction to the situation.
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Next weekend is the start of the fall season in the art world. There are a couple of opportunities I am thinking about at the moment.
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"You'll figure it out, it just takes time." remarks a squinting person. The squinting person is now a talking person. The talking person is having an internal conversation, or a conversation with watery dust.
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While driving to my studio this morning, I wondered if I was driving, or driven. Obviously both. It's early in morning the light is both soft and harsh and it feels good to be at the studio with a whole day of tinkering ahead of me. I'll start with coffee, then onto a watercolor of potential earthquake aftermath. While working, I'll consider what text is appropriate, then change my mind 10 times.
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The talking person begins to think about the possibility of shifting in and out of feeling like an automaton. The squinting person touches the cool window on the driver's side and leaves a trace of it's own hand on the window.
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As I opened the door to my studio this morning, I was comforted by seeing the physical results of my production. The objects, the colors, the process revealing materials, the smell of paint, and the empty space in the chair that I am occupying at the moment I type this.
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Kara Walker is opening tonight at REDCAT. Not to be missed.
http://redcat.org/
Is anything ever really flat? Nope. |
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| third person (drawing) |
[Aug. 3rd, 2005|10:58 pm] |
"No Snow Cones Today." Remarks a Tired Person
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| curves and heat |
[Jul. 26th, 2005|02:23 pm] |
The steering wheel has melted and I can't turn around. Looks like I'll just keep headin' down the same road and hope there aren't a lot of curves. At least no curves that are greater than about 30 degrees. It's 100 degrees in this car and I'm fucking calculating the degree of curve that I may or may not survive. OK, calm down, this heat is just going to my head. The AC finally feels like it's working and I just figured out a way to turn this machine by using a combination of the emergency brake and some serious leaning to one side. Stop? I momentarily pause and think about that option just before I hit the accelerator.
some curve images..
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| first person (up-chuck) |
[Jul. 18th, 2005|10:38 am] |
On the way to work the other day I passed a bus stop and in my peripheral vision I saw an image of a child throwing up into the bus stop trash can. I quickly looked with my (non-peripheral) vision and my glimpse was accurate. Momentarily, this image became emblematic for the kind of daily struggle most of us have to endure to be living breathing citizens. Is it that bad? Sometimes it is.
On a more positive note, the opening at ACME. went well! It was good fun and I'm happy to be a part of it.
Title of a piece I just finished..
SPWIGAMN (self portrait with indigo growth above my nose)
watercolor, ink and pencil on paper.
Title of another piece I just finished..
Barking Hand and Barking Back (Oh, tell me a story)
oil, watercolor, ink, pencil on paper.
I'll post pictures later when I get my digital camera back..
for now, here's a picture of a piece i did that this post reminds me off..
I need to update my resume (Study for a fiction on top of a fiction), 2005
ink on paper
7"x10"
Collection of Paul Judelson |
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| third person (impound) |
[Jun. 12th, 2005|12:31 am] |
One person becomes intoxicated by carbonated fluid as the decision is made to place a call to the City of Los Angeles Impound Hotline. "I can't find my car, it has either been towed or stolen" the calling person remarks. "What is your liscense plate number?" responds a working person. "I'm not sure, but here is my VIN number" retorts the intoxicated car searching person. "Oh yes, BLACK FORD RANGER, that was towed, you can pick it up between 7am and 7pm tommorow" responds the working person. The car searching person decides to finish a drawing, and de-impound the vehicle in the morning.
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| third person (tails, tales) |
[May. 17th, 2005|09:21 pm] |
One person becomes distracted by a bottle of beer while searching for a pair of pliers. The person decides to now search for a bottle opener. No object of the person's desire is found, so the person decides to open the bottle of beer on a counter-top. The consumption of warm beer makes the person's mind shift to a desert landscape. A desert landscape from the childhood. Searching for lizards after the person's parents have decided to lock out the remembering person while they yell and scream and decide upon divorce and all that is attached. As the person makes it's way through the bottle of beer, a chuckle erupts within. "A lizard's tail will separate from the body while the lizard escapes to safety" the person thinks while enjoying the yellow fluid. Next, the person finds a pile of lizard tails next to a hole in the ground where some other animal is no doubt enjoying solitude.
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| first person sculpture/painting |
[May. 7th, 2005|06:48 pm] |
My contribution to "Delusionarium 2"
Something to do with a stadium, MC Hammer, Hammer Museum, and dancing.
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| first person (drawing) |
[Apr. 29th, 2005|05:27 pm] |
It's hard to read here..
but it has something to do with Pettibon's social characteristics and a rogue/defiant strand of hair.
in progress
Pastel and pencil on paper |
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| first person (tire pile) |
[Apr. 27th, 2005|08:44 pm] |
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