Sunday, May 18, 2008

at work, rest, or play



for those hearty woodsmen (or, ehem, women), don't forget to pick up your milky way bar! oh, the good old days, when after a long day of white water rafting you build a fire and sink your teeth into a nice candy bar. delish!

** check out the covert use of a (gasp!) real milky way used as a prop... the extra tug needed to extract both sides, with that nougat and caramel center.

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

from the art

William Cordova, "Wholesellers, Retailers & Bullshitters" (detail), 2005. Ink, graphite, gold leaf on paper.

It's been a while since I last mentioned the ICA, and how much fun I have there, but here's another great time to broach the subject once again: Street Level presents recent work by three promising artists whose works draw directly from street culture: Mark Bradford (Los Angeles), William Cordova (Lima, Miami, New York) and Robin Rhode (Cape Town, Johannesburg, Berlin). And it's up through October 19. Guess what? It's still May. But don't think, well hey, I have time, because I always do that, and then frick, it's November and you've wasted a perfectly good art exhibit. Again.


Robin Rhode, Still from "Untitled, Harvest," 2005. Digital animation.

So, you heard it here first. I've made a solemn vow (ooh, I might regret this!) to go to the ICA. so there. and have a great tuesday.


Mark Bradford, "Spinning Man" (detail), 2007. Mixed media collage on canvas.

Thursday, May 1, 2008

only a few more days


to see the BU mfa art exhibit. and it's free. plus there are paintings of naked women, which supposedly is revolutionary. I guess the TV reporters never heard of this work of art. i heard it also caused quite a stir in its day...



The MFA Student Exhibitions 2008 runs through May 4. The MFA Graphic Design Exhibition is at the BU Art Gallery at the Stone Gallery, 855 Commonwealth Ave, Boston, MA. The MFA Painting and Sculpture Exhibition is at the 808 Gallery, 808 Commonwealth Ave. The MFA/BFA Art Education and Studio Teaching Exhibition is at the Commonwealth Gallery, 855 Commonwealth Ave.

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

the globs



take a listen to the globs, here at their good old MySpace page. My favorite is "I Hate the 21st Century," but Marie is partial to "Happy 2 B Alive." They have this poppy keyboarding flair, but seeing them at the Middle East last night definitely solidified their rock-a-bility (not to be confused with rockabilly. *sigh).

this was the second trip to the M.E. within three days, since we met up with Marie's friend Mandy there on Friday night, ate some middle eastern food, and drank sam adams summer ale (I liked it, but Marie is a dark-beer kinda girl). there were swarms of lesbians there (ehem, kristin) otherwise known as 'faaamleee' thanks to my former coworker ms. tammy.

last night's trip was a bit unexpected, since we haven't been out to see a friend's band in a while... our friend, linda, is the bassist and she was fabulous — but of course, she didn't think so, which is an annoying musician thing they do (I'm allowed to say that since I've done it many a time... a minor temper tantrum in the choir room after a particularly heinous cello performance at church in sixth grade will bring a slight cringe to my dad's face every time... all he said was, "you did a great job," poor man).

anyway, two thumbs up from the peanut gallery.

p.s.

it's my sister's birthday, the day i feel like she's catching up to me, again!

happy birthday, pootsk!

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

long weekend


a shot from montreal, unrelated to this post of course

here in beantown, we celebrate a little known holiday called patriots day, which equals a day off for some and not for others (as the woman in the dunkin' donuts said, while trying to find out if any banks were open to provide her with ones and fives: "this is one of those half-ass holidays").

unintentionally in celebration of a random holiday, m and i met a friend i hadn't seen in a year in a half on friday. then, we spur-of-the-moment style, boarded a bus the next day to nyc to see a friend's thesis show. the conversation was philosophical, discussing political protests and constantly fighting for the truth through protest/art... my question was, how do you know what the truth is/where to find it? how do you make that decision? gut reaction?

then we took the 3 a.m. train home.

in other news: we won our soccer game sunday, yeah! and spent a day at the beach with the pup monday, yeah! and I got a sunburn, boo...



Monday, April 14, 2008

ouch!

here's something my sister sent me. it reminded me of my student newspaper days. *sigh* i still don't quite know how we did it, but maybe it was headlines like this that pulled us through (hehe. pun intended)

After the LSU tiger's hired Trent Johnson as the head coach of the mens
basketball team, the student's daily newspaper headline read:

"LSU officially grabs Stanford's Johnson"

I haven't seen if this is actually true, yet. but i love the fact that it might have been...

Monday, March 31, 2008

comics that make you go hmm...



well, for instance, this one makes sense, kinda... but there are others, many others that make me wonder what in the flip is going on... like this one:

but then again, i don't always make sense either. which makes me smile. thanks, natalie dee.

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

shirley you jest


so while I continue to think about happy sad songs, I'll post a lovely pic of miss shirley henderson, who I recently saw (in a bit of a catty role) in miss pettigrew lives for a day... a cute little film, especially if you're tired of the dark and dreary and need a bit of (as me mum says) "escapism."

however, if you're not feeling fluffy, marie and I just rented cinema paradiso, which was scrumptious.

Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa


it's a beautiful, but frrrreezing day. and independent of that inspiration, i have otis redding's "sad song" stuck in my head. Who can't love sad sad sad lyrics, combined with a pop-y beat and a tune in a major chord? According to the 20 something chick who sometimes hits the Gov't Center subway station with her guitar, the happiest sad song is, "I Wanna Hold Your Hand."

Any others? Let me think...
cat stevens, "here comes my baby." ruth brown, "mama, he treats your daughter mean." michael jackson, "billy jean." the rosebuds, "leaves do fall."