Beginning while I studied art in undergraduate school, I felt a disconnect between visceral, emotionally-charged world of art practice and the hyper-intellectual world of art history. My good friend Joe, a talented painter in Cleveland, Ohio, said it best in his assessment of art historian Kenneth Clark: “that guy could make a blowjob sound boring.” While the ...
I admit it. I have a nearly fetishistic love of office supplies. I imagine everyone who walks through the aisles of a well-equipped office supply store falls prey to the same delusion that I do: with the the help of this collapsible file folder and that three ring binder, I will finally be truly on ...
The seed found purchase Adios Masserati The Swiffer-vac roars…
A nice piece of found typography on Tilly Mill and I-85 in Atlanta: (Originally appeared in Sketchbob Sketchblog on June 12, 2010)
New media thoughts Shorter and shorter until No content at all (Originally appeared in Sketchbob Sketchblog on June 5, 2010)
“This object does not exist without you,” reads the back of Keri Smith’s This is Not a Book. “You will determine the content and the final product. All will be shaped by your imagination. You must go out into the world in order to bring it to life and complete the assignments.” It’s a 221-page workbook ...
Dropping Dopamine Like a purple-assed baboon Has hijacked my mind (Originally appeared in Sketchbob Sketchblog on June 3, 2010)
Since my last post about Austin Kleon, I’ve had a lot of fun experimenting with his newspaper blackout poetry method. Here’s another sample for your perusal: (Originally appeared in Sketchbob Sketchblog on May 31, 2010)
There are some creative people whose work makes me feel I’m only smart or talented enough to comprehend how much their talent dwarfs mine. Whenever I feel that violent swing between admiration and professional jealousy, I know I’m seeing something worthwhile. I took another of those rides when I discovered the work of Austin-based writer, ...