Monday, February 13, 2012
Saturday, February 11, 2012
scurrying up walls

Last night I went climbing at Brooklyn Boulders, it's been sometime - in fact the photo above is from the last time I went climbing, back in Aug. It's sad that it's been that long, mostly for my arms which are quite sore today :-) It's too bad I didn't get any photos from last night, I killed it on some nice climbs!
I spent a good deal of time bouldering until my belay partner arrived. Which was great and gave me some time to really work on my technique. And I even tried my hand at Slacklining, which is my new favorite thing!!! All in all a great work out on a Friday night. Can't wait to do it again.
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Hard Drive Crashes Stink
Because I still have to get all the music I lost in my hard-drive crash, I found this oldie here for my Buck65 fix. This was such a great show, I missed him the last time he was in town - sadness.
Favorite lyrics from this ditty:
"i was boxing with a ghost and drawing maps, while the bells were accidentally announcing their collapse"
"sailor vs. salesman and nothing bores a genius"
"break chains; make change"
...this is also what we call procrastination :-)
xoxo
Favorite lyrics from this ditty:
"i was boxing with a ghost and drawing maps, while the bells were accidentally announcing their collapse"
"sailor vs. salesman and nothing bores a genius"
"break chains; make change"
...this is also what we call procrastination :-)
xoxo
Monday, February 6, 2012
Willem deKooning in January

How could I forget to add the deKooning Retrospective in my list of why January was great?!?! I suppose it works out becuase this really does require it's own entry. I mean at MoMA the installation got an entire floor, it's the least I could do. deKooning was of the Abstract expressionism style - a style that I love. Hard brush strokes, emotion in the dried paint - lots of dried paint. Jackson Pollock practiced this style as well. You know it, the splashes of paint, the huge canvasses, the ladders. I know a painter or two who would concur with deKooning's statement: "flesh was the reason oil paint was invented."
Untitled, 1977, I love this. The colors, the texture, the void.
Untitled, 1977, I love this. The colors, the texture, the void.

One of deKooning's last paintings is one of my favorites, "The Rider, 1985." After spending hours on the journey of deKoonings work I came to this and it all came together. Here the emotion shifted. Clean lines, distinct color.

Another reason I love deKooning is him saying this: "The attitude that nature is chaotic and that the artist puts order into it is a very absurd point of view, I think. All that we can hope for is to put some order into ourselves."
(The three paintings here are three favorites, but I have a list, and I got to see them all. It was a good day at MoMA.)
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