Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Thursday, October 19, 2006
Thursday
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
3 things I was thinking about today
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Monday, October 16, 2006
Friday, October 13, 2006
Thursday, October 12, 2006
Deconstructing Roy Lichtenstein
I'm not really sure what this whole thing proves...but it's still interesting:
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Natasa Sword Fighting
Monday, October 09, 2006
Friday, October 06, 2006
Gerald Davis
Gerald Davis
Gerald Davis
Bullshit seems to fly pretty far in the Art World for some reason. Which is why I like Gerald Davis...its hard to say that this is anything but excellent painting. I remember one night in Chinatown a few years back enthusiatically telling Gerald that his brushwork was "genius". Although I might've been somewhat tanked at the time, this judgment holds up well under the unforgiving and sober light of day. Aside from the technical fluency, the work has the uncanny ability to draw the viewer not only into the strange narrative being suggested, but also into a Proustian re-discovery of the dusty cobwebs of one's own adolescence. And maybe why this is why the work seems "dark", because all memories are bittersweet and untrustworthy...because they might as well be fictional...and because we experience them from the end of a tunnel, with the tragic knowledge of everything that has transpired in between "then" and "now".
Gerald Davis
Bullshit seems to fly pretty far in the Art World for some reason. Which is why I like Gerald Davis...its hard to say that this is anything but excellent painting. I remember one night in Chinatown a few years back enthusiatically telling Gerald that his brushwork was "genius". Although I might've been somewhat tanked at the time, this judgment holds up well under the unforgiving and sober light of day. Aside from the technical fluency, the work has the uncanny ability to draw the viewer not only into the strange narrative being suggested, but also into a Proustian re-discovery of the dusty cobwebs of one's own adolescence. And maybe why this is why the work seems "dark", because all memories are bittersweet and untrustworthy...because they might as well be fictional...and because we experience them from the end of a tunnel, with the tragic knowledge of everything that has transpired in between "then" and "now".
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Trona
About 20 miles west of the Manson Family Ranch is a small desert town called Trona. Signs on the approaching highway say something like "The End of the World-10miles, Trona-15miles." So as I was riding the exercise bike in the Cypress College weightroom yesterday while reading the LA Times article on said town, it occured to me that "Trona" would make an excellent title for a painting. Today I finished the first of what will be an unusual series of paintings of faces, or face-like paintings, and so I played matchmaker. As with most of my work, the title signifies very little about what you will see within the picture, but there is generally a backstory on what the title actually means...so there it is.
I also think "Trona" would be a great title for a Sci-Fi movie, maybe one starring Crispin Glover, about humanoid apes and time-travel or something.
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
Sandy Does South East Asia
Sandy Olkowski until recently lived in the dark blue shadow of Dodgers Stadium here in LA, but lately the tortured writer and general kool thing was dispatched by Jacquesdebeaufort.com to suss out the possibility of yours truly living a re-imagined Gauginesque fantasy of Romantic isolation in or on the tsunami riddled South Asian shore. If it's good enough for John Mark Karr...
I'm not sure if she's aware of the irony of her blogpost title and the salacious implications that a literal reading suggests, but she did mention meeting a nice young Thai boy named "Korn" in one of her posts. Lately though she's been describing in assiduous detail the in's and out's of Thai cuisine. A must read for all 3 readers of this blog.
see the sidebar or:
http://blogs.bootsnall.com/thisissandy/
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Paintings that no longer exist
These two paintings no longer exist...but they're interesting relics of process.
The smoky one was called "Katushya" after the Hezbollah rockets. The more horizontal piece was called "The Cut Worm Forgives the Plow" after the William Blake proverb. It was fun destroying them..I don't know if anyone can really understand that, and I'm sure my friend Michelle will be pissed as she hates it when I destroy my work, but hey it's all part of the process.
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