Michael Rennie was ill the day the earth stood still… Just a little kiss for Valentine’s day. Because I love you. You know who you are. And you should be afraid. So…very…afraid. I’d be curious to know if this was the photographer’s girlfriend. Or boyfriend, those could be drag lips. It’s really hard to tell […]
If you look very closely, you can just about see where the artist gave up. Although it might have actually been shortly after he bought the canvas. Goodwill on 2222 and Lamar, Austin
It’s best if you think of Steve as a metaphor. Do not ask who Steve is, if you do, you’re really just missing the point. We are all Steve. But some of us are more Steve than others. Personally, I am mostly Steve on Tuesdays, anywhere between 2:00 and 4:30 PM, and the entirety of […]
I’ve been studying this one for quite some time, and I’m a little lost as yet. I’m filing it under “peculiar thrift store landscapes,” at least as long as it’s sideways, but it really may just be high school art. Don’t know. Forgetting my high school Spanish, I thought poder was that guy from Game […]
It tells lies. Reality, fiction, perspective, traffic laws, all is mixed up together like a sweet potato, asparagus and granola lasagna. It does not blend, the colors are wrong, and it comes back to haunt you in the bathroom. This is kind of the spaghetti intersection version of the Myth of Sisyphus, the one where […]
Unlike whipping cream, a kiss from mom, or a $50 bill, clowns never make it better. So in the spirit of pre-holiday dread and the interminable suffering that is Friday…have some clowns. Don’t bogart that seltzer water, man. Pass it around, let everybody have a squirt. Smiling on the outside, blitzed out of her gourd […]
Over the years, I have seen some very bad things in frames. Some of them I bought. I thought for a while the worst was the framed empty bags of sugar, but this just might be worse than. Nope, not seeing it. Even if I was the artist (is that the word?) I think I’d […]
Finally, someone who understands. If I can find this person I will marry him or her, because this is the perfect harmony of left-brain creativity and right brain straightjacket order. This picture is a whole and unified personality. Or maybe not. On the frosted side, you have the maniacal whimsy that is bubblewrap. What other […]
JUDGE ME NOT. I am heir to empires, my ancestors for six generations pressed your ancestors’ faces gently but firmly into the mud so that they would not soil their boots in puddles. Really, they were exceptional boots, and faces can be washed. Totally worth the indignity and mudbubbles. You, of all people, will not […]
In Goodwill, no-one can hear you violate copyright. I know the Aristocats was not made during Disney’s greatest time. It was a part of their dark ages, a period of recycled animation and recycled plots. That being said, even in their worst years, Disney never stooped to making their characters out of chewing gum. Now, […]