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I Get MORTIFIED in LA, May 14

Friday, May 2nd, 2008

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Join myself and others as we read our awful teenage journal entries to a crowd of strangers. I’ve done two different pieces before, (one is in the new book, Mortified: Love is a Battlefield). I have hundreds of pages of journal entries to choose from and this show will have new stuff - on the evils of drugs and drinking, and the art world about going to a new school and how to be gay.  Get tickets early, Mortified sells out fast.

WHEN: Wednesday, May 14, 2008
TIME: 8:00 PM
VENUE: King King
ADDRESS: 6555 Hollywood Blvd., 90028
COST: $10 adv; $15 door

TICKETS:
By Web: GetMortified.com By Phone: 877-238-5596

My High School Journal Entries are in a New Book, Mortified: Love is a Battlefield

Tuesday, January 15th, 2008

For some reason when I agreed to let Dave publish my old journal entries in his new Mortified book I didn’t accept that people would read the book. People I know. People I work with. People who will be surprised I wrote about them. And people upset that I didn’t write about them.

Oh well, too late now. At least my friend GJ’s piece is raunchier. (I never describe a partner’s ass as “an inverted heart that my dick will make into a spade.”)

If you want to see me recite my section live, I’ll be doing it at the Doomed Valentines Mortified show in LA next month, Feb 14, 8 PM. Get tickets here, it always sells out. 011408mortifiedlove.jpg 

Join Me at My 33rd Annual Birthday Gathering!

Tuesday, December 11th, 2007

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This Sunday, celebrate my birthday in sasquatch style at the Bigfoot Lodge starting at 8 p.m..
Join the gang anytime after 8, I’ll be there ’till at least midnight - It’s all very casual - come introduce yourself!
Try the famous flaming “Toasted Marshmallow” - it’s a bonfire, dessert, and drink all in one!
The lodge doesn’t have food, but I’ll make sure we have some lovely nibbles. Hope to see you!

The Bigfoot Lodge a block east of the 5 (the Glendale side), on south side of Los Feliz Blvd.

If you insist on gift giving and need ideas, here’s my Amazon wish list.
But really, your crooked, inebriated smile is all I need for a good birthday.

Sweet Dreams: Sleeping on Cakes

Saturday, August 4th, 2007

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Photos by WILLIAMS + HIRAKAWA

I’d gone to several supermarket bakeries looking for the right pillow-like cake to sleep on. I stood and stared and got down and looked at the cakes from the side, in the case, trying to imagine how they would photograph with my head on them.

One bakery woman with bad teeth said I could sample any of them. I said no I wouldn’t be eating it. She said, “Oh, for someone else?”

I said, “No. I’m going to be sleeping on it, like a pillow.”

She said, “Why don’t you just use a pillow.”

I said, “Because a pillow is not a cake.”

Warner Bros. Neighborhood Memo Leaks “Cloverfield” Story Element That is Not Really Surprising

Tuesday, July 17th, 2007

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Living across the street from a major motion picture studio like I do, means you frequently get little notes in your mailbox explaining why tonight you might hear “simulated gunfire,” a “simulated helicopter crash,” or see smoke from a “simulated fire.” Rarely do these notes elaborate on what will burn or who’s getting shot. Which brings me to “Cloverfield” a.k.a. The Super Secret Untitled J.J. Abrams Project, the (totally awesome) teaser for which ran before Transformers and has resulted in much speculation about what’ll be attacking New York on 1-18-08 and how it will play out. Well, last week I got this note in my mailbox:

“…on Thursday July 12 and Friday, July 13 Paramount Pictures will be filming night scenes for their feature film, “Cloverfield,” on the Hennessy Street set on the Main Lot. The filming will simulate an army firefight – including gunfire (blanks) and explosions (powder flash). Any sound-related effects will be completed before 10:00 p.m.”

So there you go. “Cloverfield” will feature an “army firefight.” But those usually ensue after monsters attack New York. Sadly I was in Fargo so I have no report of how how it went down or if the locals heard the mysterious roar.

Blogging from Fargo for the Week

Sunday, July 8th, 2007

In the middle of the continent, uploading tweets and low-res pics straight from my phone. This is what North Dakota looks like. It has lots of bars and fried foods. I grew up here so I’m back visiting Mom. The only gay bar closed last week so no crazy stories from there this time.

Dan Colen Appropriates Animation Art, Opens My Old Art School Wounds

Tuesday, July 3rd, 2007

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Here’s a painting by conceptual artist Dan Colen. And this is what the Saatchi Gallery in London who owns the piece says about it:

“In Untitled (going, going, go…) Dan Colen presents a traditional still-life. His composition apprises worldly indulgence and inevitable mortality, including all the accouterments of 17th century memento mori: wine cask, pen and ink, extinguished candle. Drawing comparison to Ed Ruscha’s semiotic pop paintings, Colen’s canvas is rendered with the cool precision of graphic illustration, rendering the romantic scene in contemporary language. The word ‘going’ is subliminally repeated in the lingering trails of smoke, underscoring the painting’s message with pop logotype.”

Or, you could say it’s a modified reproduction of a background from Walt Disney’s Pinocchio, because that’s what it is:

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[Image scanned from Disney Animation: The Illusion of Life]

So it’s not entirely “his composition” as the gallery states. I have to wonder then, does Dan know the provenance of the image he so faithfully reproduced? I’m guessing yes, because when asked in this interview where he got the idea to “do art”, he answers, “I just, I always drew cartoons.” So then I wonder, did he tell the gallery where the image came from? And did they choose to ignore that information? Because either the image source is relevant to the content of his piece (and should be included in the description) or Dan appears to be passing off another artist’s composition as his own.

And as for “rendering the romantic scene in contemporary language,” well, this “traditional still-life” was originally painted in the late 1930’s, most likely by Claude Coats, a Disney background artist. And a comparison of any element of Dan’s painting to Ed Ruscha’s work, other than the floating words, is silly. If anything, it was the work of the Disney artists that influenced Ed, considering he was a toddler when this image of the candle from Pinocchio first appeared onscreen in 1940.

The gallery’s description didn’t mention the most interesting detail though: the scene is painted as if the candle were lit – notice the shadow and glow – and in the finished film the candle was (animated later as layers of celluloid). Without the flame, the invisible light source creates a hauntingly surreal image. It’s probably what attracted Dan to using the image in the first place. And yes, adding the words “going, going…” does strengthen the association to memento mori and the idea of inevitable death. But then how would the gallery explain Dan’s other versions where he painted smoke reading, “blow me,” and simply, “fuck” – phrases associated more with juvenile rebellion than contemplation of mortality. (And don’t even try to tell me that’s the whole point.)

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If Dan wanted to draw attention to any perceived or projected content the Pinocchio background posses, he could have as an art critic, a writer, or curator and gathered a show of like material to say, “look at this stuff. If we remove these animation backgrounds from the context of their films, and see them for themselves, they have their own message, similar to what fellow conceptual artist Mungo Thomson did in his recent video piece “The American Desert (for Chuck Jones)” which is 30 minutes of Road Runner backgrounds with the characters removed. (Notice Mungo acknowledged the source material by mentioning Chuck Jones in the title.)

Now none of this is to say I don’t like Dan or his work. But why then have I gone on far too long about a gallery’s inaccurate description of a painting of a candle?

A: It’s a slow workweek.

B: I’ve worked with and known many artists from Disney including Marc Davis and John Hench who wanted deeply to be recognized as artists for their personal work. (How ironic that it’s their commercial work for Disney that penetrated the art world in the form of being appropriated by artists for decades.)

C: I got my BFA at the Disney founded California Institute of the Arts where a deep cultural divide separated the art program (which seemed to be in perpetual rebellion against Walt’s creation of their very school) and the character animation students (many hoping to be hired by Disney) whose work was seen as crassly commercial, populist, and devoid of meaning (an assessment I don’t totally disagree with.)

I spent half of my four years in each dept. When I told my mentor I wanted to transfer out of the art program, he said, “I understand. But whatever you do, don’t go to character animation.” I did. And then I began working for Disney. So now when I see someone getting press and the title “art star” for art made using imagery created by those artists who worked anonymously at the supposedly conceptually-vacuous Disney, I get, perhaps, too ruffled.

On a related note, here’s an article about James Harvey, an abstract expressionist painter you’ve never heard of but whose work you know. Harvey designed the iconic Brillo boxes of 1961. A design that a few years later helped launch Andy Warhol to fame after he signed his own name to reproductions of Harvey’s design then displayed them in a gallery.

UPDATE December 5 2007:

Here’s recent video from Vice of Dan Colen talking about the Disney candle paintings. Clearly he knows where the image came from, so why then does the gallery seem to not know?

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UPDATE January 15 2008:

Omg I just got back from the gym and reread this post. Had I taken a bitch pill that day or what?

I’m a Little Bird, Tweeting on Your Phone

Sunday, July 1st, 2007

Twitter is a new micro-blogging thing where you send posts (called tweets) of up to 140 characters about what you’re doing. You can see my latest tweets over in the orange box in the sidebar, my Twitter page, or join Twitter and get them sent to your phone as IMs. I’ll be tweeting all month. See what happens.
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Highlights from the Golden Age of Wilton Cake Decorating Part 1

Sunday, June 24th, 2007

When I was a child my mother’s 1970’s Wilton Cake decorating catalogs were my porn. I’ve since rebuilt my collection via ebay. The cakes were delicious, I’m sure - but the design, I could savor it for days.

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Micro-Adventure: Dark Tunnel Under the 134

Saturday, June 2nd, 2007

The places you find walking by the LA river.

Chuck Palahniuk Loves Him Some Obscene Interiors

Friday, May 4th, 2007

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The Fight Club author just started touring to promote his new novel, Rant, but he’s also promoting books he didn’t write–like, mine. In San Francisco earlier this week, he described Obscene Interiors as, “the funniest, dirtiest, book I have seen in years,” then gave out coppies durring the Q&A. (He’s also giving away Monica Drake’s debut novel, Clown Girl, which I haven’t yet read.) I never thought my book was that dirty, I mean, it’s not like I wrote about guys getting their intestines sucked out through their anus while masturbating in a hot tub.

Join me Monday, May 9th at Vroman’s Bookstore, 695 E. Colorado Blvd. Pasadena CA 91101 for his only planned LA appearance. There’s bonus prizes if you come wearing a a wedding dress (males and females), it’s related to the novel somehow. His other book tour dates are here.

Tawdry Tales from My Teenage Sleepovers

Thursday, May 3rd, 2007

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See me at Slideshow, a monthly production with performers telling their stories, both fiction and non-, with slides, of course.

I’ll be telling a disturbing tale from my teen years in Fargo, featuring sex, theft, voyeurism, and moonlit gardening.

Pay $10 at the door but make a reservation to guarantee a seat - Call: (323) 692-3086.

Show is Sat May 19 at 8pm. The Fake Gallery is at 4319 Melrose in LA, 90029, near Vermont by Scoops and the Faultline, but we’ll have the free beer and wine.