The Angel of Death, poisoning a river, representing typhoid.
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The Angel of Death, poisoning a river, representing typhoid.
Art
The Angel of Death, poisoning a river, representing typhoid.
And Top Of The Mourning To You Too!
Reflecting the biblical account of the Fall of Man, the snake-entwined figure epitmoizes evil and sensuality
I was in search of a Good Mourning Comic, but this picture from the artist Franz Von Stuck was the way to go.
The Seattle Times, in their review of Von Stuck’s work which was being shown at the Frye Museum in Seattle ( and I was lucky enough to see- Thanks Colleen!) was described as ” Spooky, Sinful and Seductive “
Why wouldn’t you know it.
Those are my favorite topics to write about.
In Von Stuck’s work I found it interesting that the less than holy subjects seemed to be more in charge of their enviroment then the more ” pure ” figures- even to the point to where the models representing all things “spooky and sinful and seductive” seemed to be burning their way into Von Stuck’s and in turn the viewers eyes.
I like that in a monster.
I actually like it in people who are NOT monsters, but that doesn’t happen very often.
Isn’t it said that if someone looks into your eyes for more than twenty seconds they either love you or want to kill you? So I guess that’s why people thinking looking into anyone’s eyes is a sign of aggression. Maybe it is.
Maybe it is.
But when I need a little inspiration or when I just want to look at something that makes my brain and spirit sigh together in harmony I pull out the book ( they call it a catalog ) I bought at The Frye of Von Stuck’s work-
and enjoy.
( Click On The Picture To See More of Von Stuck’s Works)
You Really Are A Simple Creature, Aren’t You?
I like not understanding things like how people can walk around wired to their phones instead of leaving them on a table and wired to a wall the way The Electronic Gods intended or how they get Cheez Whiz into a can.
I also discovered that I enjoy not understanding art or why it is people like it so much.
I guess all you’re supposed to do is sit back or stand back and that you just let it happen to you.
Here’s an example of that:
From Black Mold’s debut album “Snow Blindness is Crystal Antz”, this video is animated by Chad VanGaalen. Find out more at Flemish Eye
Festival Of Trees
Very Cool Invitation To You From My Friend
Jade:
Attention writers, bloggers, and artists of all media: if you’re looking for a prompt or a bit of inspiration this month, consider looking for what’s hidden (or lurking) among the trees.
This September Arboreality will host The Festival of the Trees issue 39 on the theme of Secrets, and you’re all invited to join me, Jade Blackwater, and bring your friends too!
The Festival of the Trees is a monthly blog carnival featuring trees and forests. For the September Festival, our theme is Secrets:
“Forests, farms, gardens, urban trees, and ancient-rock-clinging-wind-whipped Bristlecone pine stands can be an escape, a place to hide, a space to rest, a home for buried treasure. This month, I invite you to reveal a small glimpse of a secret among the trees. Consider the quiet spots you go to sit, the trees which have stood in silent observation of the events of your life, the aromatic memory of the garden from a place you have visited. With word, image, sound, or otherwise inspired creation, give us a peek at what you see, or what you can imagine.”
Grab your free-wheeling creative license (and maybe a big, heavy club) and reveal what’s hidden in the dark, mutable forest.
Then post your creations online at your blog, photo album, or other web-based resource, and send me the link:
trees[at]brainripples[dot]com
Deadline for submissions is August 28, 2009.
Questions, comments, suggestions? Drop Jade an
email at
trees[at]brainripples[dot]com
(Don’t forget to drop breadcrumbs along the trail as you go!
…..wouldn’t want to get lost out there.)
[Photos taken October 2008 at the Prehistoric Gardens]
Guerillas In My Midst
There’s this woman
I see at least twice a week on my way to lunch and she walks up and down main street
in her fashionable Spring coat, with her her giant handbag swinging from her shoulder and I swear to God when I see her walking by I want to jump on the hood of a car and start singing the lyrics from
The Mary Tyler Moore Show at the tops of my lungs..
She just has that air about her.
About a week ago she goes cruising by when I see her stop at a stop sign and she walks around it, reaches up and pats it and then she does the same thing to a street sign and then one of those construction barracades signs and even a Pay and Park Station.
A few days later she walks by and does the same thing- so I’m curious. I go around to the back of the Stop sign I see there are these little tiny kangaroo stickers stuck to the bottom of the sign – there’s dozens of them some are new and some have obviously been there for awhile.
The same for the Pay Station those freaky little stickers are everywhere and if you didn’t know to look you wouldn’t really notice them.
So I’m talking to friend of mine and I start telling him about the Nutty Lady and the Kangaroo stickers.
” She’ not nuts, she’s one of those Guerilla Artists.”
And then I learned that Guerilla Artists are all about making statements with their art and then I guess detaching themselves from them.
” So she’s saying she likes Kangaroos and then walking away from like-what? Making a statement about liking Kangaroos? That’s pretty cold hearted. I like Wolves, but I wouldn’t stick tiny little Wolf stickers on the backs of signs, I’d stick them on the front. And they’d be big. Not fingernail sized things, that’s for sure. “
My friend looks like if he ever hears about Kangaroos again he’s going to stab himself in the ear with pen just to spare himself the grief.
So I drop it.
For now.
So for days I’m wondering if maybe I should say ” Hi ” to the Kangaroo Lady with the expensive handbag – you know in way of showing my appreciation for her artistic endeavors.
And sure enough I get my chance when I pass her on the street at lunch time as usual.
She does the sticker thing and as she’s walks away this Homeless Guy from the shelter up the street says to me, ” last time I defaced public property they tossed my sorry ass in jail.”
” It’s a fact, ” I tell him ” life is not fair and the Justice system is the least fair of all.”
” That’s God’s truth, my Sister, God’s own truth.”
I don’t know who you are Kangaroo Sticker Chick, but if you are an artist you it may interest you to know that on Main Street one of your fans is a guy who pees in public and a woman who isn’t afraid to talk to a guy who pees in public.
We are better then nothing I suppose.
The Power of Song
Ah magical Chariots of Fire theme, such is your
power you can lend dignity to anything. Even
cats falling on their arses on a
highly-polished floor.
Even that.
A Party In Your Brain
What makes good art?
I think it should make your mouth say, ” ahhh yes- ” I also believe that good art should agree with not only your eyes but your sense of smell and taste and hearing as well.
In short I think that
Good Art should bring all those things together where they can have a party in your brain.
That’s what I think makes good Art.
So I happen to think that the following is Art…It’s Sushi Art and it must be true Art because the Internet says so HERE
Besides, you wouldn’t be able to sit down at a table look at this and not enjoy it.
And if you can’t you’re a Chuckle- Head who needs to lighten up.
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Irregular Bones 