The Subject Is Titles

I haven’t done much abstract art. When I do, though, I don’t label it “Untitled “.

Can you imagine this being entitled “Untitled “? I’d probably be asking, “Can’t you give me a clue?”.

But you don’t have to ask, it’s called “Guardian Angel”.

Not to be confused by this:

Guardians

Okay, I don’t play games. If I want to say something visually to you, I want you to understand what it is.

This has a title, too. I swear! Damned if I can remember what it is.

And this has a title, too!

I think the title is “Foliage “, but I’m not sure.

My question is, how do you not title something?

When I am drawing, and thinking about what I am drawing…my mind wanders. I come up with all sorts of things sometimes amusing, sometimes amusing but inappropriate, but always something. They all make good titles, and I use the one I like the best.

C’mon, if you don’t title it, you’re missing half the fun!

Are YOu Serious?

I realize why some of my work just draws blank looks. Art is not supposed to be funny…or at least fanciful. No, I don’t mean huge guffaws, as you get with a comedian. I mean more of a lighthearted and jolly mood. (Did I really use the word jolly?)

No, art is serious. It tackles huge, meaningful subject matter. Art is no joke.

So, that’s what I thought about while I was in my hermit hole. What’s so funny about art?

Sometimes, it’s silly. Or it should be allowed to be.

So, here from the past…..some silliness.

And so, until we meet again, have lighthearted and jolly day. And silly. Don’t forget silly.

It’S eCLECTIC!

Can’t get rid of this damn chair, can I?

Did I tell you about my first day as a DJ assistant? I got the name of “The Electric Slide”, wrong, and shouted out, “It’s Eclectic!”.

No, that’s not true. Makes for a good story, though,

I do have a true story about the word eclectic, though.

Greenwich Old Town Hall

Back, (way, way back), I lived and worked in Greenwich, Connecticut. I worked in a small discount department store, where the close knit employees all felt like family.

The owner of the store was like a second father to me. One day he asked me about my taste in music. I said something like, ‘My taste in music is eclectic”. The boss looked at me, and said, “Don’t use that word here”.

I didn’t understand what he meant…..could there be an obscene, second meaning to eclectic that I didn’t know? I was really puzzled and upset.

Finally, I got it. My poor SAT mind was oriented to using big words. Then I realized not everyone has that broad a vocabulary. Some people wouldn’t understand, and the rest would think I sounded like a snob.

In short, don’t use a $20 word, when a $5 word will do just fine.

Cloud Over Greenwich.

INto YOUR LIFE It Will Creep

I may not have that right….the 1960’s was a long time ago. The song was “What It’s Worth”, by the Buffalo Springfield. What “It” was, was paranoia. In my rewording…into your life it will creep is………….BOREDOM! A lot less sinister than paranoia, but they both can end up doing strange things. Like questionable art.

Once, at a job, along time ago, in a galaxy far away….no, not really, I’m talking about New York City, when I used to work there.

I was showing my artwork to a colleague, and suddenly this showed up:

My colleague looked at me quizzically and said, “Huh?”. I didn’t have any answer to that. I stilll don’t have any answer to it, and it haunts me to this day.

Just a little while ago, I showed you this drawing, thinking that this little sketch is as far as the drawing would go…..

Again, I got bored and couldn’t leave well enough alone. And again, I produced something that will haunt me to days in the future.

I’m going back into my hermit hole, and think about things for a while.

As I Said……

Chairs represent people, too.

The featured painting, of course, is not created by me. If you’re reading my blog, you probably know this work of art is credited to Vincent Van Gogh. It’s a self portrait, illustrated by his chair.

I’ve done a few portraits that are chairs:

This is my former landlords chair. I look at this, I always think of him. Back in time, coming out of an artist’s slump, this was one of the first drawings I did.

My landlord would sit in this chair, a little bleary from having drunk a Michelob . There he’d watch the birds, the feral cats, and hear the sounds of children playing. This annoyed him no end. As you can guess, he was kind of a grumpy old fella.

A chair can also represent a cozy, comfy paradise, too. Yes, I did a series of paradise pictures, in more naïve times.

Also, this:

This is the drawing I just completed.

It’s a drawing of my partner’s mother, who passed away a few years ago, Death on a bright, spring day, always seems a little odd.

But, Dorothy wasn’t particularly fond of cats, I am. So, artist’s license.

I doubt I’ll do a full sized drawing of this. I’m pretty pleased with the little drawing, and don’t feel energetic about doing it over. So, there.

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Dorothy’s Chair

6×4 inch lightfast colored pencil drawing on archival 100% cotton rag paper. It’s matted to 8×10 inches, for easy framing. Postage in the USA, is included in the price.

$35.00

BICYCLES is PEOPLE!

As are chairs:

But, back to bicycles, and the title of this.

Boomers will remember an old movie titled “Soylent Green “. Long story short, in a dystopian world, people are given something to eat, called Soylent Green. As it turns out, its made of recycled human remains. Thus, the cry “Soylent Green is People!” Very creepy movie.

So, I have come to the conclusion, in my work, bicycles stand for people, and people’s personalities.

Remember this picture from not too long ago?

It’s a little girl’s bike, that was cute as hell. Children’s bikes are adorable to me. That is, if children aren’t riding them around in the aisles of huge discount stores.

As a friend of mine put it “When you fall, you break something “.

Not the child’s fault, of course, but thoughtless parents.

I also wrote recently about how I look forward to January, and the end of the holidays. So, here’s the latest. “January Thaw”

A WEEK IN THE CLOUD

The week between Christmas and New Years is a little surreal to me. It’s a regular week, but it’s not, it’s time in limbo. Real, but out of the ordinary, like files in the Cloud.

There have been better holiday weeks, than this in 2020. It’s been a rough year, for everyone. People are looking forward to the future, but quite honestly, I think people are looking quite longingly at the past.

So, this is a post about Winter Past

January 2nd

This is my favorite picture of winter. It’s the quiet time after Christmas, New Years, Hanukkah, Kwanza, Fesitvus, has passed. Even Greedfest,as a good friend used to call it.

I’m thinking of the past in New York City, the City that Never Sleeps, as it sleeps in winter.

We all have memories, both good and bad to look back on. I have faith, that as time passes, we will add to our good memories, even during these rough times.

Happy New Year, Everyone!

HOW Did that happen???

I started to explain how to blog to a friend of mine. I showed her this. When I did, I noticed that I haven’t posted since September 24, 2020. How the hell did that happen? What the hell was I doing all that time.

A friend of mine said on his answering machine message, that he was out to spread joy and chaos among the population. Yes. that’s what I’ve been doing.

I did a finish on “Grey Rainbow”. I had a lovely fable to go with it, here.

It was a bleak fable to go with a bleak picture. It was a bleak season, and 2020 has been a bleak year. Enough bleakness!

I changed my day job. It’s made a big difference.

20×16, colored pencil on rag paper

So, now it’s the holiday season! Bring it on! I’m sending out greeting cards, and wrapping gifts. I’m ready

Here,and there

I’m really enjoying doing these little drawings. For now, at least. Less in the way of time, expense and aggravation. Did I mention aggravation? Yes,I guess I did.

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What keeps going around in my mind..

Are any of these worthy of the time and effort of large versions?

So far, I am going to keep going and stash these away as an animal saves food for the winter.

Grey Rainbow

Yes,winter is coming! Will the dull colors it always does. This time, im prepared!

But let’s make the most of fall,while we can.