On February 6, Creative Electric hosted a silent auction and art sale to raise money for Haiti. I scored this poster of the Grain Belt Beer sign by Adam Turman, who's series of cityscape prints capture the twin cities' iconic signs and architecture with a vibrancy and depth that I truly admire.
Last night I attended a performance by the group The New Land of Milk And Honey at The Soap Factory. NLoM&H kind of made me think of DEVO's early videos, Danielson's concert performances and Andrea Zittel's desert installations. A profile of the group starts at 2 minutes in the video below, and is followed by more about The Soap Factory.
This month, since I was moving from Brooklyn to Minneapolis, I decided to use Google Maps to chart all the different places I've lived and the routes in between them, although I guess everything has a common point of origin being my hometown of Wooster, Ohio. Someday, I should make this trip as a circle.
I knew Ray Johnson was widely considered to be a great artist for his postcards and collages in the 60's, but until I saw How To Draw A Bunny I didn't know the mysterious and tragic circumstances of his death in 1995.
I had a job that took me out to Locust Valley once a week and I was able to figure out where Johnson's house was, as described in the film. It was only a short walk from where I was working, so one day I took a few photos of the house and the nearest post office as a sort of secret pilgrimage and tribute. I like imagining the reclusive pop artist routinely sending and receiving all this crazy stuff though this suburban small town post office and stockpiling this extraordinary archive inside his quiet little house on his quiet little street.
This month's postcard is printed on leftover seed paper I found at work. The paper comes from Botanical Paper Works and you can find directions on how to use it here.
Tonight I was fortunate enough to attend the opening for Ben Grasso's show at Thierry Goldberg Projects. There's not much I can say about Ben's fantastic paintings, although I can say I was thrilled to see so many former classmates there. Where have I been hanging out that I never see these people?
