Monday, August 30, 2010
Saturday, August 28, 2010
I went to see Jean Michel Basquiat: The Radiant Child. It was awesome and sad. I got to see a glimpse of the mind of an artist, his joys and struggles. He was a famous and wealthy man who died at 27, leaving behind thousands of pieces of art. It was thrilling seeing a vibrant, articulate artist in this footage. It was compelling to see how elite art circles shut him out. It was sad to see that he couldn't overcome his demons (grief over Warhol's death, his relationship with his father, his struggle with drugs).
I know many creative types who think fame and money will make things better. This doc showed that all of that success can't fix low self-esteem, loneliness, old family baggage or any other fucked up noises that go on in your head.
Go see this, especially if you're a creative type. As Lao Tse once said, "He who controls others may be powerful, but he who has mastered himself is mightier still."
Sunday, August 22, 2010
I was heading home on a Sunday afternoon when I caught these paintings in the corner of my eye. I had to stop and look. They were part of garage sale taking place on Beverly Blvd. They were sitting on grass out under the bright sun. My first thought was the grass might stain the canvas! Then my second thought was that the sun would dull the colors of the paintings. I had to rescue them. Aren't those colors just mesmerizing!
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
I usually rescue paintings. Every once and awhile, I'll find a piece that just grabs my attention and I have to snatch it up. Such was the case with the vase above with the coy design. My friend Steve took a liking to it and secured it for his porch.