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Month: May 2010

Are dog lovers with kids automatically stupid?

Are dog lovers with kids automatically stupid?

Yes. Yes, they are.

This time a child died.

I blame myself, really.  After all, I’ve tried to get the word out again and again and I guess I just didn’t make my point.

Good job mom and dad, I’m so glad you won’t face charges.   I bet if daddy had given the kid a loaded gun, and came back “after a few minutes to check on something” to find his son with bullet wounds this would be a different story.  Instead we get hilarious lines like “We are not seeing any criminal culpability on the part of either parent.”

When are people going to wake up and stop treating dog attacks on children like a natural disaster… there seems to be two consistent variables in this situation – putting a DOG around a CHILD.  How hard is it to figure out?

Child Endangerment is a criminal offense classified as the subjection of minor children to inappropriate or dangerous situations.    By not charging these morons we are affirming that having pit bulls (or any carnivorous large animal) around a child is appropriate and not dangerous at all.  Want to see how laughable our society’s treatment of animals is?  Here are a few actual offenses that WILL land you in criminal court for child endangerment:

drinking beer around a minor

smoking pot in front of your child

leaving an issue of playboy on the kitchen counter

telling your toddler to play with your pet pit bull   -oops! how’d that get in there… THAT one is perfectly reasonable!! sheesh, what was I thinking?!



There used to be a time when I’d go for sabbaticals from the blog because I was depressed.  If you’ve ever been depressed, and it turns out more people than would like to admit so have been, you know what I mean. 

However, recently I just haven’t had the time to update on the multitude of things that are going on.  I also have trouble getting photos onto the blog because many of my card readers won’t read the 8GB card I use in my camera.  This is a hardware issue apparently wherein Dell apparently in 2007 thought it would be another ten years before we’d see SD cards larger than 2GB and designed all their integrated card readers accordingly. 

One of these days I’ll have a post with photos and/or information about all my current and recently completed projects: 

#1 the painting I finished months ago with butterflies, hair and nudity (shocking!). 

#2 the painting I finished three weeks ago that was a commissioned birthday present portrait for Sam (no butterflies or nudity of course – but there IS hair!).

#3 the sketches for a project I’m working on with/for a friend’s upcoming album cover.   I’m having to revisit octopuses again.  This seems to be a theme at this point.  Last fall I painted and drew this unlucky guy. My Cthulhu piece (which could be mistaken for some kind of octopus-like creature) will be at The Hive all next month.

#4 the redesign of my room to accommodate a real easel (which apparently takes four weeks to arrive when ordered online – although they processed the payment the same day I ordered!).  Doesn’t sound like a big deal – but it really is!  I had never reorganized the room in the over three years I’ve been living there.   It took about nine hours to scoot everything around, hang paintings and clean up, but the space “works” much better now for what I need to do (PAINT!).  Before I was sitting on the floor and leaning canvases awkwardly up against my desk.  It was also awkward climbing over my bed to open/close the window to control temperature and air flow (paint stinks, remember?).

#5 the short film I’m working on with a friend.  About six months ago I was introduced to a producer/writer through a mutual friend, but it became clear that our interests are quite different.  So I approached a friend I’ve actually known much longer about it (not sure why I didn’t before) and now a real script (in FinalDraft!) is actually being written.   My friend seems just as hyped, or perhaps more so, than I am – which is great.  Finding money to actually get it made… is not going to be as great – but I’ll worry about that when the script is polished.  The other friend is actually a good producer – and so I’m sure we’ll still be working together albeit not on the actual writing/conceptual end.

#6 upcoming collaboration with a certain FontGod in Seattle.  We did a little prep for this experiment last summer, but we’ve talked more recently about doing it “fo real, yo” – and as soon as he gets one last (big) freelance piece done we can dig in… 

#7 school – oh yeah…THAT…   People keep asking when I’m graduating and I say in December.  They all seem to think it is “coming up quick,” but to me it feels a million miles away.  Sam and I are trying to plan a little vacation to a national park on the break – but with all the major airlines pledging to hike their rates between independence and labor day, our plans might have to change.  We were arguing over whether to go to Mt. Rainier National or Glacier National – but now our destination might just end in “ornia” and be within driving distance.

Of course, I’m a little jittery planning any travel at all (i.e. spending in dollar amounts larger than two digits at a time) after the financiapocalypse that happened last year.  I still haven’t recovered the several thousand that I’m owed by some folks that took advantage of my kindness, but more freelance has been coming my way the last two months, and both of my rooms are no longer vacant, so I’m solvent now and maybe even able to start repairing the damages to my emergency savings.

Art Walk May 2010

Art Walk May 2010

Sam and I met up with Aaron and Garen at The Hive to start the art walk.  The Hive used to have a small section devoted to “hippy” art.  I don’t mean to demean it, but that it what it is in a nutshell, all about “opening your third eye” and all of that.  Much of it looks like imperfect Alex Grey knock-offs.  This section no longer exists at the hive – because they have an entire gallery just next door.  The Temple of Visions featured a lot of interesting work.  The best painting of the night was probably this small (there were some paintings that were more than six feet tall in the gallery) one by Peter Gric:

Although this looks like a digital print or something, I examined it up close and it is an extremely detailed real painting.  The detail is incredible.  After finding Gric’s web site I have to say he has some amazing work and is clearly picking up where one of my favorite artists, Zdzislaw Beksinski, left off.  He isn’t quite there yet – but probably closer than anyone I’ve seen thus far.

The second best piece at the Temple of Visions was actually not at the gallery – but available in the prints section:

Just above the print rack was this crazy painting, which surely carries more significance now with the goings-on in Arizona:

This image (above) needs color correction BADLY, as the real painting is so much deeper and more vibrant.

Moving on down the street we came to a strange little gallery with this:

The “gallery” was filled with schematics for (apparently) Berlin’s transportation system.  There was also a bicycle constructed out of automobile parts sitting in the middle of the floor.  Since everything was in German we weren’t really sure what this was all about – but I think it has something to do with this.

The Art Walk has clearly rebounded from the dismal time we had a few months ago.  This was quite possibly the most packed Walk I’ve ever seen.  The food trucks were out en masse, and there seemed to be more restaurants, galleries and a ton more people.  Aaron kept remarking how close it must be to New York City.  I’ve been to Manhattan in May, though, and I have to disagree.  It was about 68 degrees in downtown Los Angeles last night with very low humidity.  My May experience in Manhattan a few years ago was hot, humid and disgusting.

There were such masses of people last night that the city deployed a massive amount of police both roaming the crowd and also struggling to keep us all on the sidewalk and keep traffic flowing.  Every five minutes as we were walking we’d hear talk about the police shutting down traffic as most of the sidewalks were so packed that we could barely move.  It actually took us two and a half hours to do the same walk that we used to do in 45 minutes.  While the vibe was great, it was a little annoying that we couldn’t even see all the galleries, as some of them shut their doors at 10pm before we could even meander our way to that part of town.

Even with all the action there were still some confusing inconsistencies.   The “upstairs” gallery was open again – and now has a complete loop through the floor.  Before you’d have to walk to one end of the loop, stop, reverse and go the other way, then reverse again at the other end to go back and leave.   The huge space across the street that used to be a gallery (which usually had nothing good) was now closed with “retail space for rent” signs in the window.  A few other galleries nearby were clearly still in business, but closed for the night.  An ironic decision considering the flesh flooded sidewalk the entire night.  At one point we walked up to the Phyllis Stein and almost got to the end of the block before realizing the Stein had closed.  This was a cause for more laughter than anything else.  There was an odd feeling of “yeah, we won!” seeing that it had closed – as it was unanimously agreed that it was always “filled with crap art anyway.”  Their web site states that they are “on haitus” and will be back “in the spring.”  On my calendar spring started a while ago. Back at the center of the action all the galleries on the south side of the street were closed and the “art fair” was in the parking lot to the north.  The Regent slumped quietly with a naked marquee after losing it’s battle with greed (they tried turning it into an “art bar” with an entry fee late last year) and empty lit lobby with a single sad chair watching the growing crowd on the other side of the street.  All the galleries that had sprung up to feed on the Regent were similarly out of business or mysteriously closed. 

Here is a photo of the entrance to the art fair.  Note the unlit sign on the building across the street.

Still, with those closings, there were new galleries popping up, and more busking than ever.  A few buskers actually sat on the top of busses (and food trucks, which were EVERYWHERE). 

There were also some random things like free massages and outdoor haircuts:

At times it seemed like every empty space had been turned into some form of entertainment.  On one street that used to serve as the lonely silent walk separating the Hive from the rest of the Walk, there were now throngs of people, with a live karate class (or something… sorry no photos) on one side and a concert on the other.

I came away feeling like it was an interesting “experience,” but we ended up seeing less good art.  And the next morning I’m feeling less inspired than on previous Art Walks.

I will be at the Hive again in June, this time with a little drawing.  I recently completed my first “commission” – which I’ll have a whole update about soon, I just need to take photos of that one (which might be a while since it isn’t in my possession any longer) and the completed “butterfly” one for the web site.

I start work on my next project tonight – not knowing what it will be.

his wall

his wall

Is this worth it to see Roger Waters perform The Wall from “nosebleed” seats?  I’m going to say no, based on his hoarse performance a few years ago at that charity Pink Floyd “reunion” charity show in London.

On Saturday I headed south to Sam’s place.  Even though it was her birthday she ended up cooking for us.  But I certainly can’t complain when the meal looks like this lobster thermidor (and no, that isn’t a small plate – that’s a big lobster tail):

After dinner we went to the Hive for the opening of the May show.  My piece was on the wall opposite the musical acts for the evening.  As far as I know none of my friends showed up.  I suspect this was due to the fact that entry will be free on the Art Walk and on Saturday it was $8 a head.  I was dismayed to find that my sticker (the little sticker with artist info) was under another artist’s work and I had to switch them.  I hope the one that was under mine was the only swap…

Sunday we went to Marina Del Rey.  I shouldn’t give this away – but there is a secret avenue with free (and usually plentiful) street parking one block north of the canal and exactly halfway between the pier to the north and the inlet to the marina in the south.  The walk from the parking isn’t even a bad walk since the neighborhood is full of multi-million dollar homes with common gardens between them – and gardens facing the canal.  And then once you walk out on the beach you see this sight, as this is where the boats slowly slip under the sun and into the marina.