See You In Hell 2

JUST BEFORE 6-6-06, MF GALLERY WELCOMED THE END OF THE WORLD
WITH AN APOCALYPTIC GROUP SHOW TITLED, “SEE YOU IN HELL” …

NOW, AS WE PREPARE FOR THE END OF THE MAYAN CALENDAR,
MF GALLERY PRESENTS ANOTHER GROUP SHOW OF APOCALYPTIC PROPORTIONS …

“SEE YOU IN HELL 2″
OVER 50 UNDERGROUND POP ARTISTS FROM AROUND THE GLOBE WILL SHOW THEIR ART …

POSSIBLY FOR THE LAST TIME EVER….?

 

OPENING PARTY SATURDAY MAY 12, 2012 (7-10PM)

MF GALLERY: 213 BOND ST. BROOKLYN, NY

 

PARTIAL ARTIST LIST:

Drew Maillard, Moses Jaen, Macchiavello, Angie Mason, Frank Russo,
Martina Secondo Russo, Shannon Daugherty, Kirsten Flaherty, Dave Brockie,
Fernando Carpaneda, Michael Nirenberg, Lou Rusconi, Jeff Owens,
Alexandre Boisseau, Christina Graf, Angel “Mud” Perez, Scarecrowoven,
Mark Elliot, Bruce Parker, Phillo Rossi Cremisi, Erica Doll, Rudy Fig,
Nathaniel Groppe, Bianca Panzram, Anonymous Art, Pasquale Reca,
John Russo, Alex Kirzhner, Daniel Caspera, Matthew Pleva +

This Saturday a horror movie themed art show at MF Gallery

What is always a great time, an opening at the MF Gallery. Come out and enjoy refreshments, art and good peeps. xoxox

213 Bond Street beginning at 7pm

My lil’ piece…

'a little prick ~ Grindhouse' Acrylic on wood '11

I heart Charles Baudelaire

“His wife goes about the market-places
Crying: “Since he finds me fair enough to adore,
I shall imitate the idols of old,
And like them I want to be regilded;

I shall get drunk with spikenard, incense, myrrh,
And with genuflections, viands and wine,
To see if laughingly I can usurp
In an admiring heart the homage due to God!

And when I tire of these impious jokes,
I shall lay upon him my strong, my dainty hand;
And my nails, like harpies’ talons,
Will cut a path straight to his heart.

That heart which flutters like a fledgling bird
I’ll tear, all bloody, from his breast,
And scornfully I’ll throw it in the dust
To sate the hunger of my favorite hound!”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“the Bluebird in our heart’ 2011 acrylic on wood

New York Fucking City

I wont say the same old clichéd things about it, that New Yorkers really are the nicest people despite the reputation or that fuck really is just a part of the vocabulary. What’s been eating at me is that I’ve decided it’s fucking crack. The OG. Once you’re here everywhere else seems lame and you know what? Everywhere else is not lame, you just have some sort of warped perception because you’ve been on the crack too long. Everything is posh and glitz and even the seedy has its own appeal. I want to stand in the tumble weeds, I want to sleep in the desert. But here I am stuck on the crack, pounding my head in fear I’d never make it in the tumbleweeds for long. It’s been said if you can make it in New York you can make it anywhere, but if you’ve made it here can you take it anywhere else?

New York City feels small to me, Lilliputian, homey. Damn you vegan taco delivery, damn you Salsa dancing. I’ve never even been Salsa dancing and don’t know if I’d care to, but it’s all the tiny facets of this gleaming gem that make it shine so brightly.  The prisms illuminate me, taunting me like a sequin-clad dancer at Studio 54 long after the music’s over. Have I become no more than a hovering moth?  The limelight’s gone. I’ve basked till I burned.

Where would I go? I suppose I’d acclimate after time, though the very thought is difficult to digest. As hard as it is to imagine any other life than burning brightly until that long goodnight.

Feb. 4- the VDAY show, cocktail reception opening

with lots of gifts for your love…

The concrete jungle

doesn’t always seem that way. Photos taken 8/15/10 in Jersey City. There’s a pic of flying monkeys at the end because 1) flying monkeys are cool 2) they are inspiring me right now for some new paintings I’ll be doing soon for a solo show in February. More later, loves…

Average Community, a Zara Brothers film, DVD release

A movie near to my heart and an outstanding film.

Trailer here:

http://www.averagecommunity.com/trailer.html

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