It’s the worst time of year to go walking in Scottsdale looking at galleries and the SMOCA (scottsdale museum of contemporary art). It’s 115 degrees Fahrenheit in the shade, and humid as a motherfucker. On the upside, no one else is crazy enough to be there in this weather. You can talk at length to the people who run these galleries, and the sidewalks are clear. Which is nice, because you may have to pass out on them. Anyways, the point is that we stuffed our brains full of high-priced abstract art and then came home to paint our impressions of it. All of it, at the same time.
Also, our art teacher said she liked this dripped-and-sponged tribute to cherry blossoms from 2010, so we finished it up and gave it a few coats of varnish.
Awwww… Look what our art teacher made for us. It even includes the name of our virtual cat. Now that’s personalization!
SO CUTE! She also included an eraser shaped like a guitar pick – with a flaming skull. Hell Yeah! We’ve already used it to erase grid marks from canvas.
Leo was my big fluffy snuggle buddy for many years. He forgave me for trying to shave him with my electric hair trimmers. I forgave him for stealing my bacon right off the kitchen counter. Leo’s favorite comic book was the Bendis/Maleev run on Daredevil. He liked that best because he loved spending 3 or 4 solid days on the couch with me while I read the entire TPB collection cover to cover. Leo was a big kitty under all that fluff. He didn’t mind my throwing an arm over him like a big orange teddy bear to fall asleep with him.
Leo was not well the last year of his life. We knew he was living on borrowed time, but he loved to cuddle until the end. Leo died Thursday afternoon. I’m glad I got to share 14 years on this planet with him. Leo, my boy. I miss you already.
Maggie in Violet
Acrylic over collage on canvas.
A couple days ago we posted a painting that needed corrective eye surgery.
Our art teacher advised us to burn the photo reference to really tune in to the painting itself. Well, it was digital. After pouring gasoline on our hard drive and throwing lit cigarettes at it… we did our best to reconstruct the eyes. We gave her perhaps a half dozen minor procedures – strictly outpatient.
She seems more confident now, albeit a bit intense. Did you know that people respond to large pupils? Dilated pupils send a visual cue to your viewer that you are very, very interested in them. Certain pharmaceutical chemicals enlarge your pupils, and you may notice people respond to you differently in those times. (Please, do not drive a car on MDMA, kids.) Eye tests can do it, too.
Regardless, all the doubt and hesitation we mentioned before becomes acute when you go to do eye surgery on a painting. It isn’t like touching up a tree or some Kirby krackle. It’s someone looking back at you while you reconstruct the window to their soul.
You know what the awesome thing is, though? White paint. If you screw it up, your worst case scenario is covering all your mistakes with white paint and starting again.
And remember: your cat doesn’t give a damn about the whole enterprise anyway!
Genus. What can we say? The pictures say it all: Anthropomorphic animals posing for your viewing pleasure. We find it more than a little disturbing that cartoon animals violently murdering and torturing their bodies is promoted as acceptable children’s entertainment, but cartoon animals enjoying their bodies in loving ways is considered suitable only for 18 and up. No wonder our culture is infatuated with war: Violence good, sexuality bad.
But you don’t need us to play thought police for you… You just dropped by to see some cats! It seems impossible to find a complete set of Genus these days, and back issues go from $5 to $30 on eBay. We were lucky enough to find a few on our top-secret 50-cent rack. Now who whould let a cute kitty like this go for 50 cents?