ArtsyFartsyLand
"I tell you, we are here on earth to just fart around,
and don't let anybody tell you different." Kurt Vonnegut
Dare To Be Dumb
Motor Mike exhibits the perfect fashion statement for times of stress...
Photo by Eva Soltes of Harrison House
Santa's Tam by Agnes Rettie
"Dog eat Dog" / 47"x42" / hand cut from 10g hot rolled sheet steel / June 2022
One of twenty-two different panels created for an old brick building at the
foot of Park St. in Emeryville, California.
In the collection of a criminal defence lawyer is the much loved and
very sophisticated sculpture from the early 1990's, Stupid Fuck Brane.
Used as a thinking cap for his clients, I am told.
"Just gimme the leavings, and that will do."
A poem gate to the desert varmints of The Mojave Desert - 2021
"What work inspires you?," they ask.
"My work."
We have dared to be dumb
While Jim Hardy awakes to a New World Odor
on Wednesday morning, November 8, 2016
The Famous Baseball Players of 1973
As an artist, should you live longe enough,
stuff starts coming back to you and others
want to know it's value. Like me, I tell them,
it is priceless. I will never happen again.
Farting around cutting wood in 1968, when I felt really wanted.
And below, four beauteous whoreseys created in 2020 here in Oakland, California.
Pracilla
Wanda
Salada
Bolinda
No farting around here! 1973, enamel silk screen on board.
Enamel silk screen from 1973. Farting around with homeland security.
1975 news print paper stencil and poster ink silk screen, 8" x 8"
Farting around with cut steel in 2015, above, and in 2016, below.
I love this piece of cut sheet steel. It is so elegantly cut. No BS about it.
YumYum the Yucca Tree. Fall at Fart Around Central in California.
"Ha!", says Ms. Sun, farting around down there in Joshua Tree, California.
Farting around for the San Francisco Jewish Museum in 2014.
(Above) Lovers farting around in flame cut sheet steel in 1987.
My big brother George, Ruthie, and me just farting around in 1947
on the split rail fence in front of the house she bought when notified
that her husband George was killed at the Battle of the Bulge.
George advised her to buy it because he knew he was not coming
home. And then he did. Mostly in one piece (at least on the outside).
I dedicate my latest painting to my big brother, George. After all, he was the best artist.
27 feet of some major farting around. "My Song of Oakland." 2018
Sarah and Rex, the proprietors of the Country Kitchen in Joshua Tree, California.
Sometimes I get to have some fun cutting steel, as only I can do. Above, from 2020
is one of those times. About 3.5 ft. x 10 ft. Sheet steel. Private comission
for clients in Santa Monica, California. Really, where else?
The Reefer Paintings from 1992
Reefer painting 1, acrylic on rag paper, 4'x6', 1992
Reefer painting 2, acrylic on rag paper, 4'x6', 1992
Reefer painting 3, acrylic on rag paper, 4'x6', 1992
Woods painting, Rustoleum on rag paper, 1986, 4'x5'
Woods painting, Rustoleum on rag paper, 1986, 4'x5'
Jersey Joany, acrylic on shellacked craft paper, 4'x6', 2021
Slip cast molded ceramic painted with synthetic enamel
1974
Slip cast glazed ceramic 1973
Slip cast glazed ceramic 1973
Artomat paw print reduction fired ceramic stoneware
Leaping lady "JOY" from the late sixties deemed
pornographic by the standards of 2022. However,
over 6500 of these boxes sold from vintage cigarette
machines before I quit. Nudity? Pornography?
Really. Where are we, humans? The only real
thing pornagraphic here is cigarettes themselves.
Who says high art is not accessible? Fuck thems.