Monday, July 28, 2008

Birds of a Feather

The Mind Is an Unreliable Container of the Past.

I Can't Go On. I'll Go On.

I have been reading One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel García Márquez. Stunning book. I can only muse at what his outline for the novel must have looked like. The story follows the rise and fall of a town in Columbia and uses several generations of one particular family as the device to hang the story on. It has really got me thinking about family, history and how moments that have so little significance in the present could be the turning point in retrospect for great things, be they good or bad.

Thursday, July 24, 2008

Yes, we can

Self-portrait of ELBOW-TOE.

Been hard at work in the studio. Was thinking this morning about Obama. One thing that really struck me – and I am a supporter of him – is his power as an orator. It has been what has drawn me in, but what concerned me today is how that visceral personality could be used to sway people if for some reason things go horribly wrong. We have seen charisma used to both the benefit and detriment of society. I just hope that Obama's ethics are strong enough to temper himself from letting fear drive that remarkable presence.

Monday, July 21, 2008


So my friend just sent me this link.

They covered up the attribution.

I have no words.

Saturday, July 19, 2008


I have been very busy in the studio. The new Beck album is on full rotation as is the latest from Deastro. I have been reading One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel García Marquez, as well as the writings of Eduardo Galeano. Also reading Electra, the play not the comic book. I would love to get over to the Met to see the Turner Exhibition – one of the greatest painters ever in my opinion. 

I am feeling rather partial to Samuel Beckett and Tom Waits at the moment. Also getting back to public musings.

Friday, July 18, 2008

Sunday, July 13, 2008

The Writing's on the Wall

Last Night I Reached for the Void and All HE Handed Me Was a Stepladder

Last Night I Reached for the Void and All HE Handed Me Was a Stepladder
9 x 16 inches
Cut paper painting on panel. This piece is for Big Issue Art Exhibition in London at Black Rat Press. The show will benefit the Big Issue Foundation.

Rest In Peace Kenny

There was a homeless man that served as the security guard for a building on the way to my studio. I had talked to him several times and seemed like a very nice man. He passed away the other day and I know his absence will be felt.

Thursday, July 10, 2008

Call 311

Busy working and was listening to the NewsHour on NPR the other night. The commentator was discussing the most recent G8 meeting. They played snippets of Bush saying that the developed countries were creating a new set of standards to get the environment back on track. 

Will these new limits really mean anything at all?

ELBOW-TOE tribute cat

Originally uploaded by

Saw this on flickr the other day. Thanks Lisa!