Something Funny and Conan

There's a book titled, Stuff White People Like which I ran into at Urban Outfitters (which should be in the book's list by the way). I found it very entertaining, and Lo and Behold there's a blog dedicated to the premise of the book! Oh Joy. (really, I mean it this time.)

Looking through the list, I find many things on there that I like. I wonder what the threshold of items you have to have checked off on the list before you are considered a twinkie, chocolate twinkie or oreo? Is there a sociological paper on this?

Here's their post on Conan O'Brien.

Banksy

This image is by Banksy, a the well-known street artist who's last gallery show just took place in London this past summer. I wish I could have seen his paintings in person. Great stuff.

Check out the Tim Burton Exhibit

The catalog does no justice, and I really couldn't sneak a (good) picture in but I HIGHLY, HIGHLY recommend the Tim Burton exhibit at the MOMA. It includes over 700 drawings, paintings and sketches. For this alone, the show is worth the crowd. The drawings are wonderful to see in person.

Hirst strikes again - artists/instigator

The artist's ego is perhaps larger than the size of the sun itself, at least when it comes to Damien Hirst. Artists need to develop a thick skin in order not to let all the negative criticism from their own colleagues, community, audience and the art critics get to them, but many artist rivalries have escalated throughout time and history all because of the artist's ego. Sometimes the rivalries are between a group of artists. Here's a more revealing article about Hirst and his latest show in which he drops another controversial and shocking soundbite, "Anyone can be Rembrandt". He claims he can paint like Rembrandt if he wanted to, but there's no use in working toward that since there's no point to that kind of art today. I can hear the realist painters' forums as I type this. Read the article here.

cadavers and vanity

Tomorrow I go to another anatomy session in the dissection lab. Skeptical I was about the relevance of dissection to drawing and learning anatomy for artists. The cadaver too messy would be I thought. But trust I must have in the force...dissection and anatomy is quite useful to the artist interested in learning how to draw the figure more realistically, indeed.

Alas! I was happy to be able to extinguish my skepticism. (Wise) Yoda-talk aside...It has already given me a greater structural and constructional knowledge in my figure drawings and I look forward to tomorrow's session.

However I dread the formaldehyde. It's not a very strong smell, but it's enough to make me want to gag some moments. There are two aisles of gurneys with about a dozen cadavers lined up in each row. I've only seen the face of one cadaver and I am very thankful for those who have donated their bodies to science. It is difficult to look at some with skin discoloration though overall it wasn't very scary to see the cadaver's face. Perhaps because I've been to several funerals in the past and have grown somewhat desensitized to the waxy look of the dead?

The first time I went to a dissection class (in high school) I hadn't attended a funeral nor was I ready for the formaldehyde. The shock of seeing a dead human being was very powerful and created a highly memorable experience in my mind. I think it may have greatly impacted my career choices.

Now back to the current dissection lab....It was actually more shocking to see their hands and stare at the delicate and graceful fingers and fingernails of some of the cadavers. Most of the cadavers' hands were still intact and frozen via rigor mortis. You didn't have to stare very long to feel the articulate-ness of their hands and suddenly remember that these were once alive human beings. Sometimes I would forget they were cadavers for a split second then suddenly the clinical atmosphere, the lecture, and mummy-lumps on each gurney wrapped in white plastic would rush me into reality. The two thoughts would juxtapose for a brief second. It was very strange.

Where does the vanity come in? Fat. I am a little embarrassed to admit that the greasy, yellow fat was something I just couldn't get over. I still can't fathom the inches of fat average persons contain just below their skin!! I looked at my own flesh and wondered what I looked like underneath. I couldn't stand to look at the fattier cadavers. The bright yellow grease called out to me like neon lights and all I wanted to do was turn away and go to the more lean cadavers so as not to have to face the human insulation many of us so dearly depend on for warmth. It affected me so much that I had a nightmare about it. While most people were probably haunted by the muscles and how they looked so much like any other animal meat we carnivores eat, I just couldn't get the image of the oily human padding out of my mind. As a friend pointed out, if we were served human meat vs animal meat we wouldn't be able to tell the difference. We look so much like what we eat! And yet, I had no trouble eating meat after dissection. I guess as long as whatever I ate wasn't yellow or greasy, I was fine.

the things you learn in the country

Keep your attic bat-proofed, otherwise close the door so that bats don't get in the house. I would write about it, but someone beat me to it so why reinvent the wheel?

I never thought I'd say that I am living in a bat-filled church. Apparently you see them fly in and out of the bell tower some nights. I never noticed. Read about it here (the pictures are great!).

Poets and Artists Magazine

Check out this magazine featuring some talented up and coming artists and poets, including Oscar Bermeo who's blog Intuitive Intertextuality is one of the blogs I follow here (take a look at "Literary Bloggers" on the sidebar). Also in this issue is Kehinde Wiley. His themes on canvas provide an interesting juxtaposition of traditional themes and narratives painted over the past 8+ centuries, with a modern twist.

Most of all...dig this awesome widget for the mag:

Open publication - Free publishing - More art