he's gonna feed you gilded treats.

our dear (+very talented) buddy kyle simon is having his first solo show!!

so, come over to artjail on thursday night.

chris grassi of papabubble will be dj-ing and there really will be gold plated snacks.
see you there!!

THIS is it!!!!

i'm delighted to announce my inclusion in the "these friends 2" show at THIS los angeles.

if it is anything like last years show...it's going to be bonkers and soo full of awesome you won't hardly be able to stand it...(check out their blog to see what's the what...including install images+ profiles of some of the artists.)

i'm flying out tomorrow for a hot shot, in+out westward jaunt, which may include an inaugural visit to joshua tree; and will most definitely result in a few new favorite fotos..

the opening is on friday february 4 from 7-10.
5906 n. figueroa st
los angeles california

so if you are left coast based..please come say hi!
xL

she buried her graph paper wishes in the cracks of the binding to consider later (in secret light).

very excited about this new humble arts publication, the collector's guide to new art photography vol. 2.

i just pre-ordered mine..get yours here.

i will fortify our landscape of exhaustive (peaceful) meanderings anew.

led zeppelin.
el bosco.
matisse.
gustav klimt.
kandinsky.
henry darger.
janis
robert indiana.
dennis hopper.
stephen shore.
mary ellen mark.
bill owens.
marlène dumas.
andy warhol.
thelma+louise.
tracy emin.
abelardo morrell.
the golden ratio.
john wesley.
uta barths.
lisa yuskavage.
native american babe.
fred tomaselli.
yoko ono.
welcome indians.
dreamcatching above my bed. by ADF.
google growth.
ever thankful. (stolen from paul smith)
+

my love is building a building... (XII)

by E. E. Cummings

my love is building a building
around you, a frail slippery
house, a strong fragile house
(beginning at the singular beginning

of your smile)a skilful uncouth
prison, a precise clumsy
prison(building thatandthis into Thus,
Around the reckless magic of your mouth)

my love is building a magic, a discrete
tower of magic and(as i guess)

when Farmer Death(whom fairies hate)shall

crumble the mouth-flower fleet
He'll not my tower,
laborious, casual

where the surrounded smile
hangs

breathless

"existence precedes and rules essence"-sartre

after miles + miles, +edit upon edit of existential writing for my artist statement..the humble arts and hey hot shot deadlines have come and gone...and i've finally put some new photos up on my crummy website!!
(+thankfully, after all this time, a new one is really in the works)

it's all happening...just like molasses.

the second to last stage of my painting studio set up is nearly complete..this step was inspired by my new unit-this amazing dentist cabinet that was waiting for me at junk the other day (months ago actually). i have organized all my pens, sharpies, pastels, scissors, colored pencils, stencils, tape, india ink--basically a wide range of painting jazz in one perfectly proportioned unit!

+by the by the collection/consumption project installation is getting pretty intense.

the wind was mild and thus, the heat stayed mostly in my mouth.