"It's Only a Paper Moon" is a popular song written by Harold Arlen and published in 1933, with lyrics by E. Y. Harburg and Billy Rose.[1] It was written originally for an unsuccessful Broadway play called The Great Magoo, set in Coney Island. It was subsequently used in the movie Take a Chance, in 1933, and Paul Whiteman recorded a successful version, sung by Peggy Healey. But its lasting fame stems from recordings by popular artists during the last years of World War II, when versions by Ella Fitzgerald and the Nat King Cole Trio became popular. It has endured as a vehicle for improvisation by many jazz musicians.
Monday, April 30, 2012
Saturday, April 28, 2012
Friday, April 27, 2012
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Valerie Hegarty: Altered States
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Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Monday, April 23, 2012
Similar but Different: Conjure is right.
Real life Pugilist...
Alice Elizabeth Doherty, born 1887. My original muse for On Sugar Mountain. Up Shit Creek. at Road Agent Gallery and for the adult Pugilist. I've never seen this image.
Alice Elizabeth Doherty was born in Minneapolis on March 14, 1887, to normal parents who had a son and another daughter who were also normal. At birth, Alice was covered all over in two-inch long, silky blonde hair.
Alice Elizabeth Doherty began her exhibition career at the age of two. "Alice, as she is called, is only two years of age, but is as bright as a silver dollar and shows intelligence far beyond her years," commented a writer in Waukesha, Wisconsin. "She has pretty blue eyes, and is as frolicsome as a kitten." Via: Monstropedia.org.
OK I'm a little shocked because I just found out that she moved to Dallas
Texas sometime between 1900 and 1910... and her grave is even there. Crazy!
Reliquary Bust of Saint Balbina, ca. 1520–30
Reliquary Bust of Saint Balbina, ca. 1520–30
Made in possibly Brussels, Belgium
South Netherlandish
Painted and gilded oak Overall 17 1/2 x 16 x 6 1/4 in.
Made in possibly Brussels, Belgium
South Netherlandish
Painted and gilded oak Overall 17 1/2 x 16 x 6 1/4 in.
Sunday, April 22, 2012
Friday, April 20, 2012
Thursday, April 19, 2012
May 12 at Conduit Gallery
Save the date... Hystionics and the Forgotten Arm plus Heyd Fontenot!
May 12 - June 16, 2012
Opening reception for the artists: Saturday, May 12, 2012 6:00 - 8:00PM
May 12 - June 16, 2012
Opening reception for the artists: Saturday, May 12, 2012 6:00 - 8:00PM
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Live Large, Think Big. Dallas Wrap Up
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Merkins. 2012. Photo: Anna Palmer. |
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Fallas Dart Air floor plan. Photo Anna Palmer. |
Monday, April 16, 2012
Sunday, April 15, 2012
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Fallas Dart Air: I'll be here Saturday, and you?
Shamrock Hotel Studios, 4312 ½ Elm St. Dallas Saturday, April 14, 2012, 5 – 9pm
Featuring work by: Kristen Cochran, Lanie Delay, Vince Jones, Kirsten Macy, Margaret Meehan, Ludwig Schwarz, Marjorie Schwarz, Edward Setina, Lizzy Wetzel
And open studios of: Lily Hanson, Peter Ligon, Marianne Newsom, Brian Ryden, Noah Simblist, Sunny Sliger, and Saul Waranch
The Shamrock Studios, Dallas, TX, in collaboration with Mai Koetjecacov Editions, Wichita Falls, TX, proudly presents the first official Fallas Dart Air. Since 1996, the Shamrock studios has been an active and vibrant small community of rotating artists and poets working and/or sleeping in undersized studios that would even make New Yorkers shudder. What holds the place together is mastermind Peter Ligon, who has emphasized a community atmosphere and offers himself as both artist and host. Imagine David Koresh stockpiling not arms, but romaine lettuce. It's not a compound per se, but a place where his fellow artists/inmates are willing to drop everything for a lecture on lettuce. The Shamrock is both private club and social hall, a place to break bread. The creations in the small community kitchen seem to link the members of the Shamrock together far more than their individual art practices. This age old studio tradition gained national attention circa 1988 after the infamous Philly Cheese Steak massacre at Soft Studios in Philadelphia, where a disgruntled sculptor shot and killed three local art collectors and a renowned NY critic.
Mr. Koetjecacov met Mr. Ligon during the first day of Occupy Dallas. Mr. Ligon was finishing architectural pen and ink studies, wondering why there were all of these people suddenly blocking his view, and Mr. Koetjecacov, always trying to find new talent for his gallery, was looking for the next Tracy Emin. Both falling a bit short, Mr.Ligon immediately befriended Mr. Koetjecacov when he overheard him say "what a wash" in the distance.
That night, Mr. Koetjecacov was privy to an "insider" dinner of both Shamrock residents and local artists, where plans were being discussed for an open studios exhibition, a semi-annual event where friends and the local art community are invited to peruse the adorned common spaces and private studios. This one though would have a twist; the residents would no longer use the main spaces to extend their studio spaces but invite artists from the community at large to bear the brunt of this burden. Some would still allow access to their studios, opting for the full vanity benefits in a more "natural'" setting. Rumors were circulating that the residents were perhaps using the invited artists to exhibit their wares in the common space, functioning somewhat as a retail outlet, in order to draw the anticipated eighteen hundred collectors expected to attend into their private studios, offering "studio prices" for similar product. Lasagna and wine flowed at an irreverent pace. Drawings were made. A cigarette was smoked outside.Mr. Koetjacacov sensed urgency in the group and a communist to his left. He offered suggestions that were readily mocked by the keen wit of a closet anthropologist. One artist of considerable height threatened him with a crayon. The evening ended with a resounding thug.
Having learned over dinner that the Shamrock was once a brothel, it became clear to Mr. Koetjecacov that it would indeed be the ideal place for an art fair, and the following day he spoke with Mr. Ligon about this possibility. To avoid conflict, he requested that he be the only dealer allowed. Having been rejected from several art fairs in the past for arguing the merit of booth fees, the opportunity was perfect. He would gladly accept Mr. Ligon's recommendation on artists involved so long as he would be able to secure representation of said artists for the four-hour duration of the
event.Commissions would be nominal, as long as he didn't have to pay for a booth. He figured since he was the first US art dealer to show the entire collection of Rudolph Schwarzkogler's nose clippings his demands would be met with ease. Nonetheless, he offered Mr. Ligon and all of the Shamrock artists a forthcoming exhibition at his future Amarillo Kunsthalle annex, a work in progress only requiring "backers, a building, and an undiscovered architect willing to design the space for a 20% discount on "all artwork purchased" through the Amarillo location, not the Wichita Falls location, obviously.
Open studios are dead. Art fairs are dead. Art is dead. Long live rock.
Featuring work by: Kristen Cochran, Lanie Delay, Vince Jones, Kirsten Macy, Margaret Meehan, Ludwig Schwarz, Marjorie Schwarz, Edward Setina, Lizzy Wetzel
And open studios of: Lily Hanson, Peter Ligon, Marianne Newsom, Brian Ryden, Noah Simblist, Sunny Sliger, and Saul Waranch
The Shamrock Studios, Dallas, TX, in collaboration with Mai Koetjecacov Editions, Wichita Falls, TX, proudly presents the first official Fallas Dart Air. Since 1996, the Shamrock studios has been an active and vibrant small community of rotating artists and poets working and/or sleeping in undersized studios that would even make New Yorkers shudder. What holds the place together is mastermind Peter Ligon, who has emphasized a community atmosphere and offers himself as both artist and host. Imagine David Koresh stockpiling not arms, but romaine lettuce. It's not a compound per se, but a place where his fellow artists/inmates are willing to drop everything for a lecture on lettuce. The Shamrock is both private club and social hall, a place to break bread. The creations in the small community kitchen seem to link the members of the Shamrock together far more than their individual art practices. This age old studio tradition gained national attention circa 1988 after the infamous Philly Cheese Steak massacre at Soft Studios in Philadelphia, where a disgruntled sculptor shot and killed three local art collectors and a renowned NY critic.
Mr. Koetjecacov met Mr. Ligon during the first day of Occupy Dallas. Mr. Ligon was finishing architectural pen and ink studies, wondering why there were all of these people suddenly blocking his view, and Mr. Koetjecacov, always trying to find new talent for his gallery, was looking for the next Tracy Emin. Both falling a bit short, Mr.Ligon immediately befriended Mr. Koetjecacov when he overheard him say "what a wash" in the distance.
That night, Mr. Koetjecacov was privy to an "insider" dinner of both Shamrock residents and local artists, where plans were being discussed for an open studios exhibition, a semi-annual event where friends and the local art community are invited to peruse the adorned common spaces and private studios. This one though would have a twist; the residents would no longer use the main spaces to extend their studio spaces but invite artists from the community at large to bear the brunt of this burden. Some would still allow access to their studios, opting for the full vanity benefits in a more "natural'" setting. Rumors were circulating that the residents were perhaps using the invited artists to exhibit their wares in the common space, functioning somewhat as a retail outlet, in order to draw the anticipated eighteen hundred collectors expected to attend into their private studios, offering "studio prices" for similar product. Lasagna and wine flowed at an irreverent pace. Drawings were made. A cigarette was smoked outside.Mr. Koetjacacov sensed urgency in the group and a communist to his left. He offered suggestions that were readily mocked by the keen wit of a closet anthropologist. One artist of considerable height threatened him with a crayon. The evening ended with a resounding thug.
Having learned over dinner that the Shamrock was once a brothel, it became clear to Mr. Koetjecacov that it would indeed be the ideal place for an art fair, and the following day he spoke with Mr. Ligon about this possibility. To avoid conflict, he requested that he be the only dealer allowed. Having been rejected from several art fairs in the past for arguing the merit of booth fees, the opportunity was perfect. He would gladly accept Mr. Ligon's recommendation on artists involved so long as he would be able to secure representation of said artists for the four-hour duration of the
event.Commissions would be nominal, as long as he didn't have to pay for a booth. He figured since he was the first US art dealer to show the entire collection of Rudolph Schwarzkogler's nose clippings his demands would be met with ease. Nonetheless, he offered Mr. Ligon and all of the Shamrock artists a forthcoming exhibition at his future Amarillo Kunsthalle annex, a work in progress only requiring "backers, a building, and an undiscovered architect willing to design the space for a 20% discount on "all artwork purchased" through the Amarillo location, not the Wichita Falls location, obviously.
Open studios are dead. Art fairs are dead. Art is dead. Long live rock.
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Fran Lebowitz- Public Speaking
Watched this again last night. Love her.
Labels:
androgynous,
art,
books,
circassian,
research,
video
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Monday, April 9, 2012
Saturday, April 7, 2012
Friday, April 6, 2012
Thursday, April 5, 2012
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Monday, April 2, 2012
Open studios at the Shamrock in Dallas
I've been invited to participate in the Shamrock Invitational and Open Studios on Saturday April 14th, this will be my future studio once I move back to Dallas this Fall. Come by and say hi!
Sunday, April 1, 2012
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