Wednesday, January 21, 2015

I feel like I just did this.

But no. I am apparently the worst blogger ever. I will tell you good things now though. Like, if you live in LA, go see the Pierre Huyge at LACMA. I will be jealous of your forever. Or if you saw the Chris Ofili at New Museum. I have been not making as much, because my life feels like someone opened Pandora's box and let loose a bunch of shit I never expected. So I am running around trying to figure out what foes back in the box and what I want to sit with for a while. I think my art is going to be significantly affected by what comes next.

From Contemporary Art Daily, I forgot the artist. 


Evil, but accurate.

Coulter Jacobson (See his show in San Diego!)

Chris Ofili 


More Chris Ofili

Pictures like this make me crazy with wanting to have seen this in person.


More Chris Ofili

Martin Puryear (Also, GO SEE THIS IN NY)

My friend has amazing children and is also good at taking pictures of their world.

From Astronomy site

I can't remember the artist, but I think I found this on Hi-Fructose

Friday, January 9, 2015

New/Old Art

I've been rediscovering a number of artists lately, because I've been going through my old sketchbooks from graduate school. I have a stack of about 30, that include more writing than drawing and have tons of names that I never looked at, or looked at and forgot. It's this marvelous reeducation. I have already forgotten all of their names, except for Robert Ryman. He did the very minimal paintings. I know, I'm an asshole. If you really like something let me know and I will get the name to you.



















Tuesday, January 6, 2015

Stars, space.

There is an astronomy blog I check every day, which is where I got these images. I watched Interstellar this weekend, and it was horrible but had that emotional Disney payoff in the end. It was also jarring because they used prominently featured footage from interviews during the Dust Bowl that were in a Ken Burns documentary that was very intense and real. This movie was not, so it kept throwing me back and forth. It was real purity though.