Category Archives: drawing

Reading Totally Tenderly Tragically

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A great book by Phillip Lopate. One of the more interesting chapters involves his thoughts on “the essay film”. It turns out that’s what I’ve been trying to make without knowing it… or I mean calling it that. I’ve know his brother Leonard’s voice from WNYC radio for years. It’s nice to meet more of the family. Strangely the day I found the book, I heard Phillip’s name mentioned three times in other people’s conversations and then like magic I found the book in the street. I haven’t been able to put it down. I don’t always agree with the opinions expressed, but I love how he expresses them. His style is so much more honest and coherent than all the film theory crap I had to read in college.

Crowds in Motion Stay in Motion

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I was thinking about scale as I tried to deinstall the large crowd drawings to put safely away in Storage and then the wind from the new ceiling fans moved the huge sheets of paper like they were napkins on the bar. We’ve been doing a bit of spring cleaning at 17 Frost in prep for the last show of the season: Ricaro Deoliveira. Tonight is the opening. Swing by for a drink and some art and video…see the new walls and bar and fans and floors etc.

As all these repairs took place, I had to hide the Frost mini studio and work at home where I’ve been finishing a few movie themed poster drawings to ship to my friend in Portland. I had a funny coincidance yesterday while taking a long walk to Williamsburgh. The Replacements song Portland came up on my ipod just as I was thinking about the city of Portland. I sang to myself, “It’s too late to turn back, here we go. Portland oh no…” when I noticed I was looking at a sign for the Portland Cafe and Then I looked up at the street sign: Portland Avenue. I’ve walked it many times, never noticed it’s name. It was an uncanny moment. Everything’s coming up Portland green. Must be all the rain.

The Queen, The Prince, and The Fool

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Spring and the little flowers start to bloom all over. Sometimes the rational side of our minds has no idea what the crazy, dream making, creative side is up to. But long ago those pagans gave us a day (today) in which to let the old mind unify in a happy, jokey, festival of foolishness. Remember the fool is always the wisest one in Shakespeare. Speaking of The Bard, there’s a nice post on a blog called Bardbox about an old video of mine: My Dinner With André The Giant.

The End of the Meal

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I was over at Frost Street last night working out a Narration idea with the fellas in Sineparade when the trinity collaboration crew of the next show showed up (Akaash Nihalani, Posterboy, and Ellis Gallagher). No one was quite sure when they were going to, but they did, so suddenly I was rushing to photograph some things and start tearing down the walls. I’m trying to document the dissolve from one show to the next and so far the video looks good, but I’m holding off to see what today brings. Here’s the big trinity of eaters that I shot yesterday. Press the image to see it large.

Long Gone Train

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One of the first Artists I met in New York, Richard Heinsohn, came up from Nashville (where he beat a retreat from the cruel and fickle New York Art World to concentrate on his guitar and songs). He was up to visit our old Gallery gather some new paintings from a recent show there and play a couple of gigs in Dumbo. He stopped by Frost Street with our Buddy Major Tom Drum to see my show and collaborate on the long scroll…. and you know…. drink beer. Dave was practicing and the P.A. was up and the mikes hot and the nylon string classical guitar tuned up (not Richard’s normal instrument) and I asked Richard to play us a song then. I haven’t heard him in a few years and clearly Nashville has been good to his music. It’s nice to see someone grow in their talent over time. If you click on his name at the start of this post, you can check out his recent paintings too. We agreed that the key to life as an artist is: not to die.