Thursday, January 21, 2010
McDavid gave this photograph to me about 2-3 years ago. I had stuffed it into one of my moleskine's while I was in art school because I liked having it around all the time. Something about the names of the women in the picture "Inky Merny" and "Ponny Imogene" just seemed so otherwordly. How fantastic that these names could exist and I could be gifted the knowledge of them. Other text on this photograph (in case you don't want to break out the reading glasses, mom): "Phyl, Peg, Milly?, Gus? Inky's Guy, and see if you can clear up the mystery". So much is right about this.
I found it stuffed into my Rosetta Stone box, a few evenings ago, when I was determined to bone up on "mes competences en francais" (although that's probably incorrect). Enjoy thinking about the summer of '42, while I attempt speaking French to a computer screen in the winter of '10.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
The most powerful form of protest I've seen in awhile. If you can't find a copy at your local bookseller, you can see a few of the images on the Steidl site.
And if that gets you in the mood, I suggest you pick up a copy of The Coming Insurrection by The Invisible Committee.
Friday, January 8, 2010
So, surprise, surprise. Things are busy. Really busy. Like brief emotional breakdown eminent busy. Regardless, everything will get done because it has to. The top two pictures are of a chicken paper cut I recently finished for a group exhibition that opens next week at Zygote in Cleveland. The top picture shows the "headpiece" for the chicken, sans eyeball. The second one is the chicken before the headpiece addition. Light and white paper can do some pretty amazing things.
Also- new development in my life. I got a Christmas kitty. Meet Yonah. The new love of my life and my very first pet after entering adulthood. As you may or may not remember I posted something about a cat named chicken a few months ago. I thought i'd just push the cat/chicken thing into "blog motif" mode, as these two animals seem to be a pattern in my life. Yonah likes to ride on my shoulders just like Chicken did... I had my fingers crossed i'd get a cat that liked to do that. I'm pretty sure I can train her to spell out words with her cat food and take her on the road. Letterpress + Carnie Tag Team?