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Saturday, March 29, 2008

smashing suzE Q

we only had her for a night and a day. but we love having this one back on the right coast.

[ms. katie clements was a hippy, like myself, in high school. and while we've both given up on the ways of the birks, the carharts and the western frontier. some traces remain. i personally was never hardcore enough for pit hair. leg hair is another story, i haven't waxed the gams since my bro's wedding in '05.]
point being: hippies and euros, eat your hearts out- terry richardson style.

blue backed bitches

blam.

brilliant blondie birthday babe

we were lucky enough to have ms. charlotte in town for the art fairs, coinciding with her born day. now, i have an extra special bigtime love for her, as she is not only gorgeous and lovely and smart and fun. she was the first person to buy one of my paintings, this summer in londontown.
so i gave her the circles and squares and stripes book to add to her collection. luckily she loved it, even saying she might bring it over to the fair for some show and tell.
i and we love her so, and hope she moves her sweetass over stateside SOON!! bound to receive more hearts and sequins and flowers and musical knick knacks upon arrival.
xL

giddy glamour shots

bangs is bangin'..nice move jeannie!

galpals

hearts and birds and pants aplenty.

bird squared

sweet sally

so the best thing about going to the opening last night was running into my gal sally thurer, whom i met during our coinciding stints as NYLON interns back in '01. though she was on crutches due to a skiing incident, she looked very much the player in her most radical game boy number!
i found out that she's now at missbehave magazine. and maybe she wants me to do a shoot for them..polaroids and trainers..sounds like easy breezy fun to me!!

"being true" group show opening at the journal gallery

scene-tacular.the mass of folks standing around outside proved to be an instant deterrant for db and turner . as you can see [on her face] from the earlier post below.
the wait to get in was kind of silly. and once inside, viewing the work was tricky. unless one had thought ahead to bring a pogo stick.
apparently i may have offended one of the artists, as i walked out saying, "it's not really worth it".
c'est la vie. i would like to go back during the day because some of the artists really are great.
oh yeah. and the double fisting pbr kids in the bottom photo. well, they weren't sure they should have their foto taken. cause they 'weren't supposed to be here'. high school feels so far back, it's hard to recall that fear of the folks sentiment.
oh and big ups to the bouncer for his sweet cazal glasses, befitting for an opening featuring jamel shabaz's work.