Tuesday, September 26, 2006
There's a constant struggle in my brain to determine if I am for ornament or against ornament. I have a tendency to like art with deer in it but then I end up hating myself in the morning. Anyway, my co-worker from my day Job, Elana, designs and sells these postcards. They are pretty brilliant, I must say. My favorite is the one with spatulas.
Sunday, September 24, 2006
When I was 8, my mom got the idea that it would do me good to enlist me in the quasi-military institution known at the cub scouts. I remember a few things about this period in my life:
* My troop leader had a blonde moustache.
* The other kids were all catholics and often reminded me that they disliked me, unsolicited.
* I had a horrible pinewood derby experience.
For those of you who don't know, The pinewood derby is a contest of crafstmanship, creativity, and fair play where children are handed a block of wood and four wheels, and are asked to create awesome cars which are raced against each other on a downhill slotted track. I wish I still had my old car. It was a testament to a child who obviously had no idea what he was doing, and definitely didn't have any help from his parents. I cut out notches from the wood block, and drew the number 7 on either side (for luck) and two wobbly stripes down the center on raw unsanded wood with worn out markers. Ok I'll fast-forward through the story. We all got trophies for one thing or another. I still have my "Third Place, Best Effort" trophy on my mantle. I display it as a badge of honor, like a battle scar. It was a huge failure that really changed my life, maybe for the better. Who knows. All I can say is that the story scores me huge pity points with the ladies. Pity is underrated.
I have re-visited this experience a couple of times in my life. I live around the corner from the park where the races were held and where my scout troop met each week. In art school, I did an art project where I built some new cars, portraying my scout troop experiencing horrible tortures and deaths, burning in hell with the motto "Be Prepared" written on it in flaming letters. But when Art Prostitute invited me to create a car for their exhibition at the Scion Space being held this Saturday, I saw it as a chance to redeem myself, to cleanse myself of all these bad feelings, to truly grow and learn from the experience in the way it was meant, and to win this thing.
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
Actually I have had several blogs in my life (something some of my closest friends don't even know.) I don't know what's more scary: The idea that people might not ever read this, or the idea that a lot of peopleâ€“people I actually knowâ€“will read this. What's even more horrifying is that everything I am typing has been said in 50,000 other "my first blog entry" posts. Insecurities aside â€“ thanks for stopping by and reading this.
A little about me: I'm an artist, I've lived in Los Angeles my entire life, and I'm married to the perfect person. How fascinating that was! Watch this space for interesting things I discover every day. I feel pretty lucky to live in a place where there are so many things going on all the time. I'm looking forward to sharing them. I'll also show you some glimpses into my process as well as some sneak peeks into my upcoming projects.
Oh yeah..welcome to my new site! I "boringified" the design for a few reasons.. 1) to make my life easier and updates faster, 2) to not distract from the content, and finally, 3) the old design didn't really match what I've been doing lately. A lot of people liked the old robot site, so I didn't see any harm in keeping the old version up online. You can find it by clicking on the link at the bottom there..to the right..the bottom right corner, see it? next to the igloo tornado link. There you go. Thanks again and stay tuned!