"Magic Bullet Exit Wound"

Digital collage, 2010

2010 is more fun to type than 2009 was. Last night we watched a documentary about the JFK assassination, and I guess that's where this title comes from. You can't say 'assassin' without saying 'ass' twice.

This is my electric onion.

This is my electric onion. Savor it like the taste of a battery on your tongue. Everything is new and updated and electrified. Is this the end of my tricks? No, you're wrong if you think I can't get any more mileage out of this. Doing the same shit over and over again, that's contemporary art, right? Right.

People who like to say, 'think outside the box' really don't.
People who consider themselves to be 'low maintenance' usually aren't.
People are living contradictions.

Writing just to write something

Jeanne and I went out for a pancake breakfast this morning. It was wonderful! Then we bought medicine for some ailing tropical fish (we think it's Ick.), and we got the new Super Mario Wii game, which is fucking fantastic! As if that's not awesome enough, we had pizza for dinner and we watched an episode of a BBC "programme" called "How Art Made The World", which was all about why humans have exaggerated the human figure from The Venus of Willendorf down to The Ranaissance. The general tone of the episode was actually kind of simple-minded and not really from a very artistic point of view, IMHO. Right now I'm doing a post just because I feel like it.

Painting in Progress

(Detail.)

(10/18/09)

(10/11/09)

(09/07/09)

"As the Heart Finds the Good Thing, the Feeling is Multiplied"
Acrylic, Prismacolor, and graphite on canvas
October, 2009

The title of this piece is borrowed from "The Good Thing" by the Talking Heads. All I really do is borrow. The kids in this painting were all in the local newspaper. The towers in the background and the figures in the door are from an illuminated manuscript. I select, I assimilate, and I assemble. There is no real plan to it, I just wait for the right elements to come along, which is why this piece took so long to complete.
Painting as a response to external stimuli is nothing new, but it is indispensable to the painter. I am not the first to say that I enjoy arranging more than creating but I find it to be true. When I had to describe this piece to someone yesterday without being able to show it to them, all I could really do was list the ingredients- as for the composition itself, I was at a loss for words.

Hell Yeah, Spocktober!

Happy that it's Spocktober again? I sure am.

I know I spelled the word 'missile' wrong. Don't bother pointing it out. This isn't a fucking spelling bee.
Mind the braintrust. I won't tell you whose brain it is they've got in that jar. They're just no good. Avoid them.

media: ink, watercolor, colored pencil, acrylic
surface: vellum Bristol
2009

Sketchbook page detail

Let's see if I can manage more than two goddamn posts this month. Sheesh! I'm not such a good blogger, I guess. Whatever.