Memory Replacement - Election Day. This November 8th, Noon - Midnight at 14th Street–Union Square & West 4th Subway Stations Union Square & Washington Square Park and other places underground and above /
This Election Day I amgonna feed New Yorkers milk & cookies and ask them to draw.. a new memory.
Election Day
Tues Nov 8th noon - midnight 14th Street–Union Square & West 4th Subway Stations Union Square & Washington Square Park and other places underground and above
Memory Replacement - Election Day, I want Milk and Cookies for $1
Memory Replacement - Election Day, I want Milk and Cookies for $5
Memory Replacement - Election Day, I want as much Milk and Cookies as I like
Ingredients of a subway car /
The subway has always been an endless animation, with hands of various sizes coming and going, getting strung firmly for a bit and then letting go. Also the great stories of the subway, sometimes you hear a life's story by the time you get off. Often strange and sometimes with villains in various disguises.
sometimes i wonder the same things /
Salvador Dalí’s cookbook /
Ingredients for a surrealist pie /
Just binged on Silicon Valley Season 3 – it is the most accurate description of common ways of communicating and joking in the Valley where geeks rule – one day i am gonna share a typical Valley thread of pretty pics… where lonely geeks working late photoshop each other into things – it is much worse than you think /
The greatest sculptor that ever lived - Bernini /
Bernini was an heir of a sculptor and got an early start in the art world of Rome, finding a patron in Cardinal Borghese. But these little mundane details can't and won't tell a story of a brilliance beyond modern commitment to transient pleasures and instant rush. I have long been bewitched by marble and marble has been one of three things i can endlessly stare at. As if i can untangle the marble particles into thought fractals where my own thoughts get lost into an endless voyage.. I like the confident silhouettes of marble. One of the greatest jolts of marble I ever got was Galleria Borghese with the Rape of Persephone and several other pieces but the former truly took me several hours to part with.
Here is an album of the works of the great artist which I stole of course this being a Saturday morning..
Bernini
To me the subject of bodies has always been a contentious one as I never understood why certain parts are considered to be displayable but others aren't (as displayable). How are hands and butt and breasts different as to make people instantly get emotional? Perhaps it gets to do with rush of hormones due to evolution where the display of a certain part instantly produces a natural urge - that is my thinking.. So to prevent people from losing their minds while going about building cathedrals or fighting - we invented clothes.
The case with art is a bit different, i don't remember a case where i would get improper thoughts in a gallery or a museum looking at expansive square footage of naked bodies ( or God forbid the Vatican where it seems is housed the greatest variety of flesh ).. The case could be made that art elevates these certain hormone inducing parts to a different level of awareness which doesn't result in hormones but rather results in thoughts. I like this about art.
I am gonna look for some of my own photographs of Bernini pieces later in the day but another thought just crossed my mind - there's a plausible reenactment of what hormonally unbridled smart primates can do - i remember watching Planet of the Apes and don't really long to see it again unless i am stuck in line at Walmart.
This is David from the story of David and Goliath:
Although i much prefer the stillness of Michelangelo's David - can't help but think about the twist in evolution that allowed us to develop awareness and consciousness on this tiny rock in the outskirts of a galaxy.. that allows us to have appreciations and reasonings beyond the mundane and have this ability for abstract thought and cognition. Art is extrapolation from the material to very abstract constructs that only exist in our minds. Can't reconcile the fact of how seemingly wobbly and fleshy we are with certain ideas in art and science that are abstract and removed from the obvious.
The story of David:
More Villa Borghese pics:
JFK Moon Speech & Elon Mars Plans and the House grills SpaceX /
You know i like the fact i am not a monkey but a part of space faring species. I really like people and things with balls. What i think makes us not monkey is the fact that monkeys just chill and chew which is probably enough even for some people.. but i like to think we can do better, and we do in fact make the world better, we are creators.
This is so crazy and Elon goes so matter of factly about it - it is awesome!
And finally - the U.S. House Armed Services Committee grills SpaceX - it is gold!
If they use the word "certification" one more time - I'll throw my mac at this tree down in the garden. Also, when people say "ho-when" as opposed to "when" - the person is from Ohio, guaranteed.
I used to work for the Army and DoD - and things are usually slow in the Army but then i applied for a job to work as an artist on a base in Alabama, a Colonel called me and said i have to do an art test. And I said okay - sure. He said you have 48 hours starting now and hung up. There went my Army career.
Elon Musk’s Space Dream:
Invented Mythology, 11.5 x 15.5 inches, pen and ink on hot press board, 2016 /
My favorite movie - with two of my favorite actors - and favorite scenes - the "juice" of Heat /
What is the matter with art /
What is art - why is it people pay so much for some of it, seek it out and adore it.. although it is not at all necessary, not very useful and often very strange. What made Victor Hugo write in the Les Misérables — 'The beautiful is as useful as the useful...Perhaps more so.'
People have asked me if art is just marketing? And i don't know. I know that i have spent so much time in and around paintings and maybe lots of my own particles are physically art. All i know is that within the frame of a painting - there is nothing but a beautiful dream, there's no money, no politics, no conflicts, no guns, no meat or diamonds, no worries about gold and jewelry, possessions, bodies flow in and out, adorned or not, simple chairs are beautiful, carpets and faces are beautiful, the world is mysterious and extends far in the distance into the mists and fogs of paint. It is a delightful place, the world of a painting.
Here is a poem i wrote:
What is in a Picasso print, what transpires in a B.C. marble, what is in a Vatican fresco and a Dying Slave? What's the Black in a black Goya painting, what's eating us in a Bosch, where is the De Kooning woman going on her bicycle, which anonymous artist painted the thousand hands of this Shiva? Why does Monet shimmer, why is that man with an apple for a face, how many birds do you see in an Escher, why is the triangle of light in Rembrandt so mysterious? Where is the light in a Vermeer coming from, why are there 500 species of flowers in a Botticelli, why am I going around in circles trying to find out where the wind is coming from that is blowing these cypresses, and why is mouth and flesh in a Bacon so maddeningly beautiful? Why is art so beautiful?
A Morning when i am drawing /
Love Japan and everything in it /
Leonardo da Vinci's diaries in their full digital glory /
Become Your Dream /
Never stop dreaming, New York /
