Category Archives: painting
Hanging Myself
Reading Room
Friends,
I will be filling four walls with a floor to ceiling installation of images extruded over the last several years for the Art Blog: IT IN Place:
http://www.futureofthebook.org/itinplace/
The work will include drawings and collage made over the pages of Fluxus, Time Life Collectibles, and Ulysees. A selection of animations and experimental videos will be projected into the grid of pages.
The Opening is Friday September 26th from 6:00 to 11:00 at USSA Fine Arts which is located in Willamsburgh Brooklyn, right along the Williamsburgh Bridge, between Bedford and Berry Avenues:
109 South 5th Street #204
Brooklyn, NY
718 305 1676
There will be live music and refreshments. I hope to see you there. The installation will be up for about a month. Please forward the invite to anyone you think might be interested.
thanx,
alex
Four Screen and Fire
cigar box to I work on and rework on since last summer. This was yesterday’s state.
Not Face, Nor Film
Been so busy drawing faces and more recently sorting through tons of old video and the attendant technical difficulties associated with all the myriad formats I tend to mash together that I haven’t been posting much or even drawing much that I care about as drawing in itself. This scrap of red and black abstraction was started a few weeks ago as part of a glitch ink video. I did it half blind, looking through the broken video camera. It’s been laying out on the palette for three weeks or so…. getting the occasional stab of brush…. waiting. Right now it feels like one of the best drawings I ever made. Maybe just because it’s not a face or a video, or anything like it. It’s just itself. A record of the time. A friend.
The Ugly Little Pugilist
put em up.
Plum
Tasted a plum at the farmer’s market. This is one of cigar box paintings I’ve been reworking since last summer. It is shown about real size here.
Hands
Drawing heads and more heads and then more heads I took a break yesterday for some studies of hands. I was also spending some time listening to Hiram Bullock who died the other day and this memorial surf lead me to spend some time with Jaco Pastorius and his adventures in sound and insanity. So I was sort of sad, but also in the thrall of some amazing sounds and sweating and scanning till the we hours.
Glitchportrait
Paint Over The Past
Reworking some of the cigar boxes I’ve been playing with since last summer.