On Wednesday morning, I walked out my building and noticed that someone had turned one of the willow tree stumps into a giant sculpture of Groot from Avengers.
Two months later after I last spotted it out for the trash at the end of April, the cursed clown art wood carving made a haunting reappearance in La Plaza. Please someone burn this already!
On the way home I spotted this nightmare wood-carving CLOWN ART out for the trash again. This things keeps getting put out for the trash and then trashpicked...and then put back out for the trash when that person realizes that this is most-likely CURSED! Happy clown-cursed April 2017!
Back in the beginning of January, I had commished Vin to draw me his interpretation of a bhavacakra. I showed him a few that I liked and explained the symbols and what it meant...7 weeks later he told me that he had a surprise for me...and came to my apartment with his drawing blown up huge and printed on silk!
Spent the afternoon poring over Mark Lombardi's incredible Global Networks "art book" that was lent to me by John Roche. The book is filled with his "sociograms" illustrating the relationships of power in the modern world.
Scarab Beetle Funerary necklace of Maruta (Dynasty 18) During the reign of Thutmose III. (Pronounced "Tut - moses" Ever wonder about Moses in the bible?
Inscribed is verse 30b from the Egyptian book of the Dead; An appeal to the heart not to betray its owner in the Weighing of the Heart ritual
O my heart of my mother! O my heart of my mother! O my heart of my different forms! Do not stand up as a witness against me, do not be opposed to me in the tribunal, do not be hostile to me in the presence of the Keeper of the Balance, for you are my ka which was in my body, the protector who made my members hale. Go forth to the happy place whereto we speed, do not make my name stink to the Entourage who make men. Do not tell lies about me in the present of the god. It is indeed well that you should hear!
Also a cool view of this very Masonic two-pillar frieze on the building across the street on the roof of the Fred F. French art deco landmark building. ("F" is the 6th letter in the alphabet. Fred F. French = F F F = 6 6 6 !) Dum-dum daaaaah!
And then later that evening I went over to Theresa Byrnes' Gallery to see her new art performance. She emerged from a clay and dragged herself across a long canvas.
On Tuesday I bought a bunch of these awesome hand-drawn Christmas Cards done by my neighbor who is intellectually disabled and raises money each year by hand-drawing HUNDREDS of these great cards.
Digging on this CLINT MARIO IS EVERYWHERE street art poster that he slipped into the bus station advertising cabinet (based on the THEY LIVE movie poster)
...I spotted this beauty that someone down the street from me had out for the garbage. It was too weird and in too nice condition for me to let it go. So I brought it home and hung it up in my hallway!
"In drawings both small and monumental, Mark Lombardi creates visual narratives of the way money flows in our postimperial, transnational economy: from corporations to political organizations, from individuals to various ad hoc groups, most of them acting outside of and transcending national boundaries. "
Someone in the neighborhood turned another vacant storefront into a gallery live/work space. They had this nice display in their front window that had me asking every time I walked by, TELL ME WHAT IS IT YOU PLAN TO DO WITH YOUR ONE WILD AND PRECIOUS LIFE? (Live more lives?)
...and made my dad this diagram of my family's birthdays in honor of his birthday. (I sub-divided the circle into 12 sections, and placed a marker for each family member's birthday).
...and then we went to see our friend Alnoor speak on a panel at an art gallery with DJ Spooky & Daniel Pinchbeck. We sneaked out a little early in order to head out to Brooklyn...
The installation had three different pods. An open, geodesic dome-framed tent for living, a storage / greenhouse, and a garden with bike-pedal-powered electricity. Jared peeking into the tent.
