i did get to go to the Urs here it is:
damn my camera for not focusing properly
this would have been good
whats this
a watched tongue never pokes
tony shafrazi and peter brandt couldnt get a proper flick either so i dont feel bad
these are painted
this is painted
half the lights are just painted
this was my favourite floor its why there are so many photos
art pout
poon height for beyonce or whoever this is
tboner
men don’t make passes at women in glasses?
much cooler than other recent lighters i can think of
pointing out why might be hard though
i dont want to give my official “review” or anythign of this show. i am going to read the michelle quo artforum article on him though. and the big big bible massimiliano made to go with this show… more soon
ok i flipped open her article and saw “Fischer’s art spills into culture’s alimentary canal”
wow!
now where was i?
back in DC on the C and O canal
another world, huh?
more fishin
i made my mom bait the hooks
we had a picnic
lobster and arugula. i put cole slaw on them too. it was weird
super cute
very far from what my boots are used to
am i annoying you yet? these things dont go together well
look at teh shitty rod i improvised
ooh! and then i made a stuffed pumpkin that the lady sitting next to christina at teh EV day dinner told us about and it was amazing
i am making a vegan one for pat tomorrow i think!
back to new york and this odd piece of technical tagging
a cleaned out office
and a new desk
while home i grabbed a few funny things off the home computer you might enjoy
parents took lots of photos of the excitng “repaving of the roads” period
there are like 500 more i will spare you
this is something i made in college
some assignment of repainting an old painting as a selfportrait or similar dumb thing
i think i made this while recovering from knee surgery
embarrassing
i painted this for a play my friend did where they needed something “old master looking” as a prop
horribly embarassing
i dont know why i am being so self-flagellatory recently
i feel like shaming and humiliating myself
i feel like groveling and writhing in abject agony
your guess is as good as mine
the only piece i made in college that i ever liked i think i put it on here before maybe
the only drawing i made in college that i ever liked
i promise no more backwards looking or navel gazing
i will look only boldly into the future from now on