There was usually only one phone per family and it was hardwired to a wall. You used to be on the phone in the kitchen. And if you can’t be all you can be, then be what someone else can be. We watch the six art handlers move more paintings into the room. So what was made and photographed was a record.īack in 1974, post-studio was a good fit for me. Then the art that was made and photographed was abandoned. When I arrived in New York in 1974 there was this term “post-studio” floating around. You can throw out something INSIDE WORLD, and he knows about it. Then I say, “It’s like drag racing with Jungle Pam.” I say something about past present future. That’s what I tell Harmony about his paintings. “What are you supposed to say?” asks Harmony. you’re going to be set up, grilled, sit in a hot seat, trying to survive seven hours of stone-cold killing staring straight into a videocam in a conference room somewhere in the bowels of Even Lower Manhattan trying to answer slippery stupid legal questions about what’s art.” I continue: “If you’re being sued for something that harmlessly doesn’t belong to you. I continue: “Giving deposition is post-place.” I continue: “Because if you’re not, you’re going to get deposed.” “At least you’re taking your own pics,” I tell Harmony. Hedonistic hippie/walking Zen-koan persona.Ī virtual orchestra of completely unhinged Willie Bobo–level solos.
Let’s have some fun.” Jesus saves.Ĭomposed. How hard can it be? That’s according to Jesus. The medicine is a little of this, a little of that. The two polar bears, combined with Harmony’s wack and doodle, create a kind of new special effect that looks everyday normal. The analogue is the traditional materials, canvas, stretchers, paint. Terms usually associated with music sometimes can be applied to visual art. It’s as if WeWork built a gallery space.Įven though I hadn’t read Harmony’s quote above, I get everything about the paintings.
#All aboard the doodle train arlo the good dinosaur series#
Once a series of office rooms, now converted into a generic showroom. It’s on the fifth floor, 980 Madison Ave. Greasy-headed drool locked up in a tote bag of championship Total. I would sit outside alone by the water and create alien-like friends on a low-key cosmic tropical playground.” These light characters hang out with dogs, or dance on the abandoned boat dock.
I usually took these photographs around my home in Florida, and then painted over them with different characters. I type in “extremely naked and enthusiastically playing the bongos.”Ī quote from Harmony: “The works were re-created in oil paint on canvas from images I constructed on my iPhone. I go down the rabbit hole a little further.
That’s two personal connections right there.)Ībbreviations. Harmony’s father is now living in Panama. No wonder Harmony’s mother helped keep Richard Brautigan’s American dust cleaned. Harmony was born into his father’s hippie cult, in Bolinas, a town famous for having no sign to tell road-trippers where it was located. (Maybe it’s Harmony’s father who belonged to a hippie commune out in Bolinas in the late ’60s. There’s some portrait of a grandfather that comes up next to “all Korine.” Harmony Korine: Young Twitchy at Gagosian-GalleriesNow. I google “” and the first thing that appears: Alyssa Milano alerts candidates to her 2020 plan (“the Jon Ossoff blessing” hangs in the balance). I just googled “post-place” and the first thing that comes up: ctpost-cannabis-derived oil finding place in ever more products. They say if you want convenience and a friction-free life just click and swipe and your backdrop will be Surf Camp. Wells’s predictions are in that thin piece of hardware, and everybody carries one around, upgrading customizing bent over looking watching reading sending talking to sharing shutting off and on spending endless hours with strangers and friends waiting to receive and signal trying to walk in a straight line without looking up and bumping into constantly talking out loud connected to hearing aids then pointing to, photographing videoing logging onto a new app filtering sorting storing downloading deleting saving. The question? Where’s it from? An early-morning Saturday cartoon show from 1954? What, too young? If you want to cross-generation and time-machine, you can YouTube it. Or is it bumbo-bloodclaat? Doesn’t matter. Post-Place: The Life and Times of Jack Parr, Lord Buckley, and Totie Fieldsīabylon blood clot.
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