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The kind of humor I like is the thing that makes me laugh for five seconds and think for ten minutes = G. CARLIN...Stain glass, engraved glass, frosted glass
–give me plain glass = JOHN FOWLES...Music is the mathematics of the gods = PYTHAGORAS...Nothing is more fluid than language = R. L. SWIHART
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>I think therefore I am troubled = RENEE DESCARTES<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<
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Saturday, October 4, 2014

Ghetto Kids At An Art Museum

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Jose Leonardo
St. John The Baptist in the Wilderness
(1635) 


 He's a Blood, but he's Cripping!
  exclaimed a 10th-grader named Leon Rodriguez. 
 
  The South-Central Los Angeles
  teacher co-sponsoring the field trip
  to the Los Angeles County Museum of Art 
  was intrigued by the exclamation.

  The boy might as well have been talking
  through a megaphone.

"Explain what you mean, Leon
  but please lower your voice."

 "Will do, Ms. Demuth."

   Leon was Demuth's favorite student.
   He was no stranger to being
   the center of attention. 
   ******************




   Leon Rodriguez was also an unofficial service worker
   for his Math teacher, the other sponsor of this field trip  an Art Museum.

   Denise Demuth had recently graduated from the Otis College of Art & Design.
   I was old enough to be her father but when Leon told her about the Art "poster"
   in my classroom, she was anxious to meet me.

   The poster was actually a handwritten slogan:
    Art is the most beautiful form of applied Mathematics.

    I had been a card-carrying member of LACMA for ten years
    and  Jose Leonardo's 17th century portrait  was familiar to me.
    ******************

    On an October Sunday in 1996, I met Demuth (and her "partner," Lynn)
    at the museum. I had guest passes for them and they treated me to lunch.

    Lynn addressed Denise Demuth as DeeDee. 
    Both of them  were impressed with the life-size portrait of the Saint.
    Lynn read the measurements of Leonardo's oil painting.
  "Seventy-seven inches by forty-six inches."

    DeeDee said:
  "The arresting figure of John the Baptist appears to be
    walking off the canvas to greet the viewer."

    Spoken like a true art teacher.

     Oliverio said:
   "Ms. Demuth, I can picture you describing this portrait
     to your Jefferson students. Is it in any of your Art history books?"

   "The hell with books," interjected Lynn,
   "Why don't you bring your class here to see Art in the flesh?
     The second Tuesday of the month is Free Admission For Everyone."
   
     My only memory of a Free Tuesday at the Los Angeles
     County Museum was that LACMA felt as if there were
     an invasion of rugrats.   
    
     But I enthusiastically high-fived Lynn for the idea.

    "Consider it done, Mr. Oliverio. I have some grant money
      from the Otis Institute for such a field trip," said DeeDee.
    "All I need is a second teacher or chaperone,
      to help with crowd control."
      
     The GodFather of Math was willing and eager to offer his services. 
     ******************

     On the second Tuesday of December in 1996, twenty ghetto students
     were stockpiled into two mini-vans at precisely 8AM.
     Ten students in each van.

      The chauffeurs were the only two white people present:
      Demuth & Oliverio.

       Earlier that morning, DeeDee said to Paul:
      "I had debated with Lynn. Either I would have us meet up
       with my Lesbian lover or we begin the field trip with
       a religious painting.
      "Lynn gave it a moment's thought before declaring
        that John the Baptist is the lesser of two evils."

       "But two evils can be better than one,"
         suggested the GodFather.

       "She much prefers watching the Rosie O'donell Show
         to being with teenagers."

        "I would too, if it paid the same."

        "I wish it did but I am the only breadwinner in our house."

         The drive from the South-Central Los Angeles–
         the Blood & Crip capital of the universe–to a world-class
         Art Museum–felt like  an inter-planetary journey.
   
         But, with the exception of Leon, all of Demuth's
         INTRODUCTION TO ART students
         had an advanced degree  in Timidity.
         
        





Look at St. John's robe.
Red is the color of the Bloods!            
     
    
    
       
   





Look at his hand.  
It forms the letter C
That's the symbol of the Crips!










And the guy in the background...
He's also wearing a red robe!


Hey!
Isn't that Jesus Christ?



"Yes, Leon, that is Jesus in the background.
  He was humble enough to let John the Baptist
  be in the spotlight, so to speak...

"St. John appears to be walking off the canvas
  to greet the viewer, not to threaten the viewer!

"But associating John the Baptist with gang symbols
  is not unheard of. Jesus was the gang leader, of course,
  and he had only one weapon: LOVE!"
  ******************

  The rest of the field trip to LACMA is a wonderful fog
  except for what happened when we boarded the vans
  at the end of the day.

  A museuem representative ran over to Ms. Demuth
  and thanked her for having "the best behaved
  students of Free Tuesday."

  The museum rep high-fived Leon Rodriguez,
  giving both–the art teacher and her favorite student–
  two free passes to the museum.

  The rest of that school year, Leon insisted
  on being addressed as Leonardo.

  I'll say Amen to that!
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Friday, October 3, 2014

Art Daily & Not Art Daily

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Les Freres Chapuisat, Hyperfocus, 2014. 
Carré Necker – Hôpital Necker.













 This is from Art Daily





This is not from Art Daily

                                                                                                                                        
© Oliverio
9-18-14

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Thus Spake Daddy Long Legs

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Members of our species
never pay income tax
neither heed gravity
nor the need for
the almighty $

We never have
to lace up "shoes" or
worry about light switches
But, we will gladly let humans
believe they are a superior species.




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Legnotes
Photo by Jay Pegg. 

WE now present the Rolling Stones
 (with Brian Jones) singing
The Spider & The Fly.

The song is based on a poem, written in 1829, by Mary Howitt.

However, the ultimate spider page is here.
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Thursday, October 2, 2014

Hold Your Pencils: This Is A Nostalgia Page!

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 Given fifteen statements, answer two questions:

 Who owns the zebra?
 Who drinks the water?


  1. There are five houses.

  2. The Englishman lives in the red house.

  3. The Spaniard owns the dog.

  4. Coffee is drunk in the green house.

  5. The Ukrainian drinks tea.

  6. The green house is immediately to the right of the ivory house.

  7. The Old Gold smoker owns snails.

  8. Kools are smoked in the yellow house.

  9. Milk is drunk in the middle house.

10. The Norwegian lives in the first house.

11. The man who smokes Chesterfields lives in the house next to the man with the fox.

12. Kools are smoked in the house next to the house where the horse is kept.

13. The Lucky Strike smoker drinks orange juice.

14. The Japanese smokes Parliaments.

15. The Norwegian lives next to the blue house.

According to Wikipedia, the first known publication of this logic problem
was  in LIFE INTERNATIONAL Magazine on December 17, 1962

Approximately two weeks before the Zebra riddle was published, 
employees from TIME-LIFE were gathered at their favorite watering hole
adjacent to the skating rink in Rockefeller Center.

They were totally perplexed by the puzzle. 
None of them could solve it.

Sam, the bartender, said: "Please give me a copy. 
My boy will solve it for you...by tomorrow."

The boy did exactly as promised after locking himself in his bedroom for two hours.
Most of that time was spent cutting index cards into twenty-five strips.

Five strips for each of the following: the beverage, the color, the cigaret brand,
the animal, and the ethnicity.

When the solution was presented to the TIME-LIFE employees, 
the bartender's tip cup rattled much louder than usual.

Shortly after that presentation, the boy reached into a pants pocket
and found a $20 bill but didn't think that was anything unusual.
He thought he had discovered money he had misplaced.

Leading up to Christmas day, the boy was to find four more $20 bills.
With each discovery, the idiot savant was convinced
the original misplaced bill had re-surfaced again!

The boy who answered the question WHO OWNS THE ZEBRA...
never asked any other questions regarding the mystery money.

It was not until the next decade, shortly after the bartender's death, 
that the boy realized his father had secretly begifted $100 to his son.

It was not until this morning that I realized it had something to do 
with solving that logic problem in 1962.  

I remember the year because a crucifix had been placed over my desk 
(and over my objections). The week after Thanksgiving,  my parents 
had transferred me from a public school to a Catholic School.

At the time, I was a thirteen years-old.
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Wednesday, October 1, 2014

Caution: Mild Profanity Ahead

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Two hearts are better than one
Let the truth be tole'

Trouble starts when a heart
morphs into an asshole!


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Footnote
CAUTION: MILD PROFANITY AHEAD is the copyrighted property of LCSoL.
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A Jack McCarthy Interlude

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© McCarthy
9/21/14



I dreamt I discovered gravity
While listening to a Chuck Berry record
©©©

That's when I prayed to John the Baptist.
He said, "Call me Johnny B. Goode"

That's when I understood...

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The Line That Never Intersex (CR #852)

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© Matthew Diffee










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