Tuesday, 6 December 2011

News News

I wish some times this hting had a computer voice. And that voice would be a circa 1890's newsie hawking the extra press. Do they even make the extra eddition? I have never in my life seen one. Anyway, horid article from Style Weekly on parking problems in the fan. Yes I read it, and found it without any substance to show cause for the parking problem. I haven't had my coffee yet, and it is the first day of classes. My dreams last night were quite eventful. Had another one of my now normal seige dreams. Where zombies, or fighters, or crazy people are trying to take over some town, fort, or building that a select few people with me are holding up in. They have been happening a hell of a lot recently, and are actually starting to scare me. I guess in real life since I just worry so much and don't get a lot done, that in my dreams I have to act quick and think about it later. I hope it is just a symptom of stress and in a short while they will stop. Reading a great play, "A Man's A Man." By our favorite social agitator, Brecht. I keep wanting to call him Bertold, but I don't think that is his first name. Anyway, it relates extremely to the Laurie Anderson Video I just watched about what "Oh Superman" is all about. They both use song to externalize the post-m. age. Let's hope this thing tomorrow has spell checker working again. Cause I already see two missspellings that I don't know how to fix without spell checker.
TO all my students, good luck today finding a parking spot. YOu should buy a bike, but don't park it under the pollak building. And Joe Seipel.... Put some lights on that thing at night. Safety of your students is at risk mister!


Class today was super fun. I'm so happy that I have goofballs in my room. Why in the world are ex-students of mine back in the same room with me. Didn't they learn that I don't play by the rules? What gives? I ask myself knowingly.

Please visit us at research for the movie the current project that is actually much better than this one ever was.

New Video

New Genres

Last night I walked in a circle for an hour trying to figure out what I was doing the minute I started walking in the circle. I was attempting to discover my initial thought by circling around it 200 times. I ended up dizzy, and sick. I thought typing about it would get it out of my system and help me to understand my mistake in the process of making the video. Or perhaps it was the camera being on that facilitated my nervous stomach. Perhaps it was the radiation waves that came from the camera that made me feel uneasy inside.
It could have been the car sound that kept driving by, or the fact that I didn’t want the camera to fall from it’s precarious spot in the rafters. I don’t know if it might have been a combination of these things, or the fact that I didn’t have any food in my stomach, and hadn’t drunk much water that day.

I thought of all these things after the fact, I don't remember what I was thinking durring the video, but these things are important and need to be inside the video somehow. Perhaps a new video, of me watching the old one, and commenting on it somehow. that might be interesting. That might illuminate the action better.

Keep Posting?

People (five) have been telling me to keep writing and posting about art, school, and just thoughts.

C3, whatever that is, has asked me to join them for a meeting about setting up a networking team for Richmond Artists. I have my fears, but think why not. Why not go and meet some more people, make some connections, talk up my work, and dream about having another "Orange Door."

Saw the new work of old friend, Heide Trepanier the other night. Her show on Main is quite strong. I have heard some gawk about her paintings for a while now, and blame it on envy. Yes her paintings look easy, simple, and quick. But she is doing them, and you aren't. You might have been doing them in your bedroom for 6 years, but she got them out first. There seems to be a rule that if something is in the air, some idea, project, art piece, you must go ahead and get it out there because someone else will if you don't. Myron used to say "don't worry about someone stealing your ideas, cause you will have more." I couldn't agree more. Yes it hurts but so be it. Anyway, Heide, I am sorry I didn't get a chance to talk to you about the new work. you have big shots around you. I was hungry and tired. But nothing makes me happier than to see someone who deserves success recieve it.

The Cal Arts exchange show is approaching soon. I finished editing some new video as a comp to mail off. I'm not super happy with it, but the school wouldn't do my original idea. (Buy 100 bucks worth of Fruit and put it in the gallery)

Sent out five job applications, need to get my refference letters back from, well, my refferences. Worked on the course ideas for NEW GENRES that I teach in three days. Quite Scared but also excited.

Julia is hanging out with an old friend, and I wish I purchased a gift card for a free portrait of us at WalMart. That would have been a funny thing to give to people.

Joel, bless his heart, helped me get the website back up. www.notapracticerun.com And I am so happy about it.

Review of shows, well, nothing really hit me that much. I dug ADA he is all that is left on Broad other than 1708 that I even walk into now. John has a good eye for smart work.

Fiore's show looks great, and I am sure she will just keep cranking away. I hate that she figured out how to do drawings form fireworks.... But I'll have another idea tomorrow.

Art Blog Over

I have realized that I am quite tired of worrying about Richmond Art Scene online. I feel distant, angry, and obviously late on everything I write about.

New blog directions: talk about movies? writing on what I eat? messages for my class? a draft of my Thesis?

Perhaps I will change my mind tomorrow.

Looked up lots of teaching jobs yesterday. Most say they want some form of community action. I think I fit that. Going home for Christmas. Sorry I didn't write about Chicago. (Sorry I started this thing?) want to be nice again.

Not making sense right now.

Must slow down, and quiet down as well.

Strange Internet

So an art collective from FL. found me, an old roomate stumbled accros me, and my mother now reads something about my once secret day. How strange this place is.

New York was great, hung out with Joe Fife and Mr. Volk. Got introduced to some gallery people. Learned I need to know more about editing. Getting ready for Chicago and the great Church of Ikea Revival. There will be more on that later. I think it is about time to set up another website for the good Church.

OK, all is well, and soon will be better. As for thanksgiving I have a strong urge to read and watch movies all day. Maybe a parade.

Sleep well Richmond. Get ready for Monday night Poetry over at the Firehouse. I need to write some for that event as well. Damn. Too much for one little bear.