Brain Vomit

Here is a link to one of the saddest things I have heard in a great while.  If this isn’t enough to make you recycle, then I don’t know what is!  I think we all have heard that plastic produces carcinogenic toxins when exposed to heat and water.  When you watch this video I think you will genuinely feel scared for not just future generations, but our own.

The other thing that really bothers me, is that after I watched this video I went around telling everyone about it and no one had heard of it.  I think one person out of the 20 that I talked to about this had ever even heard of the western pacific garbage island.  This disturbs me more than anything!  I know that recycling is a hassle, but If we knew, really knew how bad it was, I know that people would do something about it.  At least I hope!

http://earth911.com/

This is a link to help anyone who cares enough about themselves and other people to take the first step.  It’s not that hard for the amount of good that it can do!!

Currently I am working as a gallery attendant at the Los Angeles County Museum of Art, LACMA.  Two times a week I happen to be posted in the Joseph Bueys exhibit of his multiples (aka. prints).  At first I did not enjoy the artwork of Mr. Joseph Bueys.  I found it to be boring and one dimensional.  It was only after logging around 36 hours in this exhibit that I began to feel his presence.  His performance piece “How to explain pictures to a dead hare” was the first to peak my interest.  In this performance he is inside of a gallery with a dead hare to whom he explains his art, while the human onlookers are locked outside.  I have always identified closely with animals, especially the rabbit, so this struck a personal chord for me.  It made me think of how strange it is to be an artist.  There is a certain sense of isolation, knowing that no matter how much you attempt to explain to the viewer, no one can ever fully understand your intentions.  This kinship spurred me to delve deeper into the psyche of Joseph Bueys. I began to sense guilt, anger, and the primal urge to create. It was his energy, his aura that really made the art anything significant at all.  Once this dawned on me I began to understand, and every time a patron would snicker and proclaim “my 6 year old could make this artwork” I began to cringe on the inside.  How could they not wonder that perhaps this was part of the point?  I thank LACMA for posting me in this gallery, which initially I hated, because the experience has brought me to this conclusion:

What makes the difference between good art and bad art is the intentions of the artist.  An artist needs to be someone who genuinely has something to say.  If an artist has an urgency deep in their soul to communicate a message to their audience, then that energy will permeate the art and raise it to a whole other level.

Joseph Bueys was an environmental activist and this is my favorite of his quotes; “For me the hare is a symbol of incarnation.  The hare does in reality what man can only do mentally: he digs himself in, he digs a construction. He incarnates himself in the earth, and that itself is important.”

And here are some photographs of my best friend Dieter, a french mini-lop.  He lives in my apartment here in Los Angeles, and no matter how my day goes he is always there to hang out with me at the end of it!

Hey everyone! I hope that you can make it to this awesome show.  I will have one 8″ x 10″ painting titled “Methuselah” on display.  It is bite sized, but beautiful.  There will be live bands, a DJ, boo’s and above all lots of wonderful Art to see.