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I don\'t know much about Mark Keller Barnes except for the fact that when he died, he left behind a portfolio of paintings that I really appreciate.
The saddest snapshot in the world. Unless you\'re a Yankie.
On the art and aesthetics of handwriting.
If Napoleon was alive today, his myspace page would be littered with coy self-portraits sporting arched eyebrows, puckered lips, and a caption reading, \"Hot to trot! LOL ;) . . .\"
Once upon a time, there was a young girl named Muriel . . .
Scabhouse Johnny+Suzanne Somers+Australian bush cherry=pure filth.
I really regret spending any time writing about this asshole. Draw on your own house, dick.
While purging my wallet of miscellaneous receipts, coupons and band-aid wrappers, I stumbled on a faded ATM bank statement with a few cryptic words scribbled on it; “Steel-O-Man.” As I best recall, a few weeks back I met a humble and unassuming middle-aged man working a table of assorted brick-brac at the flea market. In [...]
I snatched up a couple more newly uncovered Albert Beauparlant drawings from Bruce’s basement. The first piece is one of a series of drawings picturing scenes of a weight room. According to Bruce, the owner of the Jack Fischer Gallery has purchased number of pieces in this series. I’d love to see what Beauparlant’s an [...]
After procrastinating for weeks, we finally found time to make the pilgrimage to the south bay to witness the Martín Ramírez exhibit at the San Jose Museum of Art. Our adventure started at around 9:45 outside the local Popeye’s franchise where the smell of sizzling oil only intensified my hangover induced nausea. The Labor Day [...]
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