this is my favorite art piece ever. it is by kathryn spence and lives at the stephen wirtz gallery. it's a stuffed animal wrapped in bathrobes and dipped in mud. when i first moved to san francisco, this was probably the first piece i saw here in a gallery that really spoke to me. and every time i go to 49 geary, it's always there. chippy!
9.30.2009
mud animal by kathryn spence
this is my favorite art piece ever. it is by kathryn spence and lives at the stephen wirtz gallery. it's a stuffed animal wrapped in bathrobes and dipped in mud. when i first moved to san francisco, this was probably the first piece i saw here in a gallery that really spoke to me. and every time i go to 49 geary, it's always there. chippy!
9.29.2009
tom tierney
the pictures in these books really stuck with me and helped shape my personal aesthetic. i remember that i used to stare at these and study them for hours. check out piazza's (green hair) hands and nails. so glamourous, so fierce, so... bitchy.
you have to color it how it looks!
we each had different assignments in this process. if i'm not mistaken, i think debbie and i drew the models and clothing outlines. i had known debbie since kindergarden and she was my best friend all through elementary. she was much more talented at drawing than i was and i always struggled trying to be as good as her. we reconnected on facebook recently and i found out she is a medical illustrator. damn, now i'll never be able to catch up, that takes hella technical skills i bet! anyway, there was also gwen, laura and karen and they worked on adding color to the designs. i got mad once because someone was coloring in the hair, and they were coloring sideways instead of up and down. i was like "you're hair doesn't grow sideways, it grows up and down! you have to color it how it looks!" so serious! i think rebecca was good at coming up with clothes designs probably because she was the best dresser. hillary was the organizer and was the keeper of the final pages, even after she moved...
i'd give anything to see those fucking pages right now. they were stupid rad. i'm pretty sure unicorns are involved in at least one layout.
9.28.2009
a fancy set of pens
I had a dream about my dad recently, which lately seems to signal that change is on the way.
my dad was definitely a creative person. in fact, i think he gives a whole new definition to the word creative; he was outside the box. or maybe he was too busy keeping himself occupied with filling the box to actually be in the box. whatever, that sounds dumb if you don't know him (and really dumb if you do) but trying to describe who he was in a few sentence just isn't possible. hell, my dad was way too interesting and entertaining to make doing that easy!
when i was a kid i asked my dad what his compass set was for. he also had this awesome set of fancy pens that i was fascinated with. he told me that architects and engineers used a compass and pens to make buildings. when my dad was young he wanted to be an engineer, but that never happened because of a car accident he was in before i was born. as a result of the accident, he eventually had a series of seizures that made it impossible for him the remember anything that happened after the late 70s. i thought it was sad that he never got to realize his dream. i wanted to do it for him and decided i wanted to be an architect when i grew up. also, fancy pens never fail to grab my attention! that was my goal in elementary school for a couple years until i heard that being an architect involved a lot of math; unfortunately i had decided that i hated math (boo!)
but i still love the idea that all it takes is some fancy pens to make a building.