Tuesday, August 14, 2018

Thursday, August 09, 2018

On Death and Chips & Dip

I'm loitering in Anthropology the other day and I see this book to rifle though. 'On Death' precedes 'Chips and Dip'. I just can't image a world where you would have things placed in this order. Chips and Dip in the afterlife? I think not. Well in my universe Chips and Dip are most likely the cause of said death . . . .

Tuesday, August 07, 2018

I am pretty sure this is art, but I could be wrong

I'm often running thru the archives, some of which contain dual life objects which function as both performance art props and as utilitarian objects in my life. This extension cord has been in hundreds of my performances. The end of it is a bit messed up and, well, I could fix it. But I'm not sure it isn't a valuable art object as it is. And to fix it would be to destroy it. My family thinks I am sliding deep into hoarding behavior. Any thoughts?

Friday, August 03, 2018

Monday, July 23, 2018

Fractured man

Fractured man in a thousand pieces, cut up and reassembled a thousand times a day.

Thursday, July 19, 2018

COS, Chuck over shoulder . . .

I got to visit the studio of Chuck Close the other day (thanks Bun and Adam!). There was art and stuff everywhere.

Wednesday, June 27, 2018

The Sound is Furry

The Sound is Furry, February 12-13, 1993, Randolph Street Gallery, Chicago, Illinois

Monday, June 18, 2018

Because barbecue

It is summer and summer requires Barbecue and this year requires the overhaul of the Weber Kettle 22-in charcoal grill.

Added a new closure for the bottom and added a wooden handle to the top vent and a temperature gauge.




Tuesday, June 05, 2018

Because the Fire

Because the Fire is burning, there is a shopping cart full of extinguishers. Because the fire is burning there is cart. Art loves a good cart, and so my heart

Monday, June 04, 2018

Monkey Wrench Gang

The Monkey Wrench Gang now comes with a digital setting . . . Apple of course.

Friday, June 01, 2018

NO!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Absolutely not. Please god no.

Thursday, May 31, 2018

Because New York

Ramones and New York go together like ice and cream. A cool day on the dark side of the street leads to 2nd St. and second street leads to the palace that punk created. Country, Blue grass and blues, never the same . . .

Friday, May 18, 2018

Grown up flowers

Grown up flowers, it must be spring time in NYC because it smells like . . . well, you know.

Creative studio PLAYLAB, INC. has planted six inflatable flower sculptures all around the town. Sort of fun. This one is named Kerri on 55th Street.

Thursday, May 17, 2018

Monday, May 07, 2018

Tell Me When It's Over

Dream Syndicate, live at the Hoboken Arts and music festival. May 6th, 2018

Wednesday, April 18, 2018

Thrasher friends

Here is a Thrasher from 1989 autographed to my by my old Pal Brian of JFA . . . I am somebody.