Thursday, January 30, 2014

Mouthy Words (CR # 329)

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    Art criticism is where many syllables go to die. 
   
     Chuckle Bros.
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From New Yorker Magazine

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“Untitled (C-1189)” (2012), by Marco Breuer
                                                                                

This photograph,
from yesterday's
on-line New Yorker,
is part of an exhibit
entitled
 

WHAT 
IS 

PHOTOGRAPH?




I do not really know
the answer to that question
but I do know a good photograph
when I see one.

The next New Yorker page is here.

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Wednesday, January 29, 2014

My Home Town = Two Words

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My Former Home Beach

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Friendship Beach
Rocky Point
11778

(1953 - 1981)

 +

30 visits
since that time

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Faded & Shady: A Pair Of Jaded Pegs ............"Huckleberry Rockwell"............


With  Explanation From "Author" 
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With Explanation From Blogiverio... 
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Every edition of  HUCKLEBERRY FINN
is prefaced by  the Notice
and the Explanation

"The Author," of course, is MARK TWAIN

No other author would dare begin a book
by threatening to shoot the reader

This is the only known edition
to have an illustration of a gun
above the Notice 

The illustrator is NORMAN ROCKWELL















All modern American literature 
comes from one book 
by Mark Twain called 
Huckleberry Finn.
Ernest Hemingway



























Like the first images on this page,
the last image is faded & shady.

But here is where the adventures
of Huckleberry Finn
actually begin.















The next Mark Twain page is here.

The next Norman Rockwell page is here. 
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Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Lord Randal & Bob Dylan

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This poem from the Middle Ages
was given a modern makeover.

Lord Randal became a "blue-eyed son"
and ANONYMOUS morphed
into Bob Dylan.

But that's not all:

The poem was re-titled
A Hard Rain's Gonna Fall

Oh, where have you been,
my blue-eyed son?
Oh, where have you been,
my darling young one?

I’ve stumbled on the side
of twelve misty mountains

I’ve walked and I’ve crawled
on six crooked highways...


His next page is here.














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Monday, January 27, 2014

A Hipper Hopper Threaded With Vermeer

 Girl At  Sewing Machine  Edward Hopper (1921)   +   The Lacemaker  Johannes Vermeer (1669) _____________________________________________________________________________________

                                                                            

Vermeer's girl is making lace
The other's hair covers her face
Its color is all over the place

Both have light
Coming from the right

Both girls you see
Thread with intensity

Vermeer's background
Is as plain as day
Hopper's background
Has a slanting shady way

Both have pillows
In the forground
Both have something
Small and round:
The machine wheel
And the finial...





The lacemaker's dress
Is a mighty yellow
Does Hopper use the color?
Please don't say No
(It's outside the window!)

Hopper's little trick:
He used yellow brick

The sewing machine girl
Is from a hipper Hopper
If these verses are sculpted
by a smart, hip rapper.

Just keep the beat
Clean and clear
Out of respect
For classic Vermeer 





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Footnotes
Written by Mr. & Mrs. CarPeo, this "poem" is the copyrighted property of LCSoL.

The next Edward Hopper reference is here. 
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SHE Was An Edward Hopper Model

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If your sense of culture is more hip-hop than Edward Hopper,  this page is not for you.

















She was certainly not the model
for the nude in the upper-right hand
corner of the Edward Hopper images.
Her body is not visible in any
Edward Hopper painting. 

But in an unconventional manner,
She  modeled for Hopper.

Instead of posing in front of his easel,
she sat behind the artist, whose canvas
was blank until this woman started talking.



An immense cavern suddenly yawned before them
and from this sinister darkness
a great clumsy bus snorted and roared in the street, 
a small warning printed on its side–
LOS ANGELES-SEATTLE.

Resigned transcontinental faces 
were appliqued on the windowpane,
straw suitcases, sample cases, 
honeymoon luggage
loaded in the back.
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According to LCSoL legend,
the "immense cavern"
is a short distance from
the diner pictured in
Edward Hopper's
Nighthawks

The modeled words
were taken from
Dawn Powell's
Turn, Magic Wheel


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Footnote 
Neither this page nor any other page dedicated to Dawn Powell would exist
were it not for Mrs. CarPeo, who inroduced me to the author known as
"Hemingway's favorite living writer."


  



The next Dawn Powell page is here.


The next Edward Hopper page is there.


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A Jolt Of Java (CR #322)

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MUTTS
Patrick McDonnell





I could use this as a mantra.   CORRECTION!     As a card-carrying tea-totaler, it is my mantra.
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Dawn's Diary, Duchamp's Nude & The Shingle Factory

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Dawn Powell


     Marcel Duchamp














February 19, 1957
Guggenheim opening. Marcel Duchamp's NUDE DESCENDING A STAIRCASE
(once called "Explosion in the Shingle Mill") seems better than 35 years ago.

The meanings–as in the case of all great art–are now blooming. Whatever the lack
appeared to be was in the viewer, not in the work.
















Marcel Duchamp
Nude Descending A Staircase
(1912)






The next Dawn Powell page
is here.



Duchamp was
the un-named DJ
for The Max Game.
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Sunday, January 26, 2014

Crisp Bills

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Some people like money
to spend on fun

I like my money
well-done


Those with a surplus
Sometimes have boasted

When I have seven bucks
I like them toasted




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Ned Smyth's Dream House (90802)

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The time had come
The sculptor said

To build of many things

Like That Woman

+

The Hold-Up Man

+

Labyrinthine things 







And then

He knew

That birds

Can have

Chalk-line

Wings

.
.
.
.
.
.
.






Tell your lover:

Ned Smyth's sculptures

Have gone undercover

But cause for paranoia–

It aint!

(Nor will Ned's

Dream house faint)



It is only

Waiting

For

Mother Condo's

Fresh

Coat

Of

Paint






Here are

Simple directions:

Enlarge the plaque for

THE DREAM OF 

SIMULTANEOUS CONNECTIONS


And , of course,

I can't resist

A portrait of

The artist:

NED SMYTH

(As in...

 His name rhymes with with)

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Saturday, January 25, 2014

A Stretch Of Canova's Creation

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From His bed...
God went
Head to head...
With open hand
Welcoming woman
To the master plan

As the other hand
Plays palm ball
With Mother Earth


Antonio Canova (1757-1822) .......     .......The Creation Of The World
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M.C. Escher Is Godfather To A Beever

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If M. C. Hammer is more important to you than M.C. Escher
then you may skip this page.

If Justin Beiber is more important to you than Julian Beever
then I wish you a skippy adios!









M.C. Escher (1898- 1972)

is the artistic grandmaster

of geometrical illusion.















Julian Beever (born 1959 )
is a modern master
of artistic illusion.



In this image,
twelve people appear
to be viewing
a fishing hole...



But the truth is...
They are looking at
what Mr. Beever created
with colored chalk
on a flat public space.




What would Godfather Escher
say to Godson Beever?
Keep on carving that extra dimension into flatland, Son.
You make chalk into something better than chocolate. 

What would the Godson
say to the Godfather?
Thank you, Dad
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A sic Deferential Equation By A Blogista

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If a pebble could talk through a bullhorn in a such a way as to equate its behavior
with the Rock of Gibraltar,  every other pebble on every beach in the world
would laugh out loud with disdain.

How dare that pebble compare herself with THE ROCK?

But what if the pebble were, in fact, a woman who likened her personal habit
to another woman who happened to have once been the most famous
and influential female on planet earth?

Then the pebble/woman parenthetically implies a superiority
to the other woman...but nobody laughs because
pebble/woman did not use a bullhorn.
She used her blog and it is not
"hard to comprehend."

But did Ms. PebbleWoman
have a 12-month pregnancy?
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??????????????????????????





Even though I haven't smoked 

a cigarette in close to a year 

(unlike Jackie Kennedy,  I 

chose to not smoke while I

was pregnant), 

it's hard to comprehend.
                                       






The deferential equation is to the differential equation like chocolate is to chalk.
But who amongst us can live without chocolate?
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Friday, January 24, 2014

A Poem By Sappho

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Some say
A company of horsemen

Others a legion of foot soldiers
And others a fleet of ships

Is the most beautiful thing
to behold on this black earth

I say The most beautiful
Is whomever
One loves.

Sappho 
(7th century BC) 





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Fruit Art: Then & Now

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Arcimboldo (1527–1593)






















Arkie McBlueJacket (????-????)









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Thursday, January 23, 2014

Deadly Warning

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Dr. Hedgeh

has a degree

from the University

of Don't Tread On Me


 
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Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Joel Shapiro: People Need PWePLE

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He can walk the walk
But to whom
Does he talk the talk?







Artist = Joel Shapiro




PWePLE =
Photos With [e] Punch LinEs
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On That Day, Across A Pixilated Sky...

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On that day
Across a pixilated sky
We know not how
We know not why

There was a wingless bird
Featherless–with no heart
But every molecule
Was a bicycle part

Made not in heaven
But for an event: CYCLE 2007


In the city of Long Beach
On that day
Me & my Kodak
Looked the other way

What we saw
Was all the talk
Of shadows cast
On the sidewalk



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Footnotes
A larger version of the lower image can be found in the GoodFather
2-DIE-4 PHOTO GALLERY, permanently linked to this page.

The temporary sculptures on Ocean Avenue, pictured above,
are co-linear with the permanent sculpture that inspired
the previous page AND the Aaron Douglas Tribute.   

ON THAT DAY is the copyrighted property of LCSoL.
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The Little Black Egg

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The little black egg
is a dreamer

Not a brawler

Her soundtrack is
from the Nightcrawlers















Her

sepia

dream

involves

a

Long

Beach

condo

&








The

man

who

holds

her

world

in

his

hands.



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