Saturday, January 31, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
HOME DEPOT and the crystal ball...
Last night I went to Home Depot at about 7 o'clock. I always like going at night, as there is usually a pretty good buzz there. People buying stuff at a steady pace but not crazy like during the work day or worse, weekends.
Anyway, last night I pulled into the parking lot, over in LIC, and the lights were off in the lot. I went inside and the place was dead. A ghost town. Man this economy is totally fucked. Home Depot is dead at night in Queens.
I am totally worried about this economy. The art market is dead and I have this big show coming up in March. It is one of these solo shows as part of an art fair. In the past 4-5 years, this would potentially mean serious cash to the artist involved. You have to pay top dollar to be involved. We are talking 10's of thousands for the weekend. My dealer is covering the costs. But yesterday I made a delivery to my framer and got
a whopping estimate for the drawings. After going to the Home Depot last night I canceled the order. I ordered a bunch of cheap-o frames on -line and the work is going to look just fine.
The art fair wants thousands more to construct walls for our booth so we can have a place to hang my work. Well, I've been building these temporary sculptures to hold my work instead. Sure the economy is circling the drain, but the way that I am saving money, I should get at least a few more trips around the bowl before I go down into the sewer.
How is that for optimism?
DK
Anyway, last night I pulled into the parking lot, over in LIC, and the lights were off in the lot. I went inside and the place was dead. A ghost town. Man this economy is totally fucked. Home Depot is dead at night in Queens.
I am totally worried about this economy. The art market is dead and I have this big show coming up in March. It is one of these solo shows as part of an art fair. In the past 4-5 years, this would potentially mean serious cash to the artist involved. You have to pay top dollar to be involved. We are talking 10's of thousands for the weekend. My dealer is covering the costs. But yesterday I made a delivery to my framer and got
a whopping estimate for the drawings. After going to the Home Depot last night I canceled the order. I ordered a bunch of cheap-o frames on -line and the work is going to look just fine.
The art fair wants thousands more to construct walls for our booth so we can have a place to hang my work. Well, I've been building these temporary sculptures to hold my work instead. Sure the economy is circling the drain, but the way that I am saving money, I should get at least a few more trips around the bowl before I go down into the sewer.
How is that for optimism?
DK
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Brother. Can you spare a dime.
It is funny and almost perfect that at the exact moment that my career seems to be taking off like a rocket ship,
the country is stuck in a free fall recession the likes of which we haven't seen since the depression. I am not complaining or anything, but shit, is this is what getting a break is supposed to look like? I mean, I am getting these pretty great opportunities
but it all seems to be happening at the moment that everyone collectively has decided to tighten their belts and
their grips on the old wallet.
So I am hanging my shingle out there trying to get some work as a contractor again. No time to complain. Lucky for me I didn't sell off my tools when I attempted to quit my day job.
If it weren't for all of the irony here, I would be totally depressed by now.
DK
the country is stuck in a free fall recession the likes of which we haven't seen since the depression. I am not complaining or anything, but shit, is this is what getting a break is supposed to look like? I mean, I am getting these pretty great opportunities
but it all seems to be happening at the moment that everyone collectively has decided to tighten their belts and
their grips on the old wallet.
So I am hanging my shingle out there trying to get some work as a contractor again. No time to complain. Lucky for me I didn't sell off my tools when I attempted to quit my day job.
If it weren't for all of the irony here, I would be totally depressed by now.
DK
TWO SHOWS
click on the images to enlarge.
I am currently putting together 2 shows that both open in the first week of March.
One in LA with Tom Jancar Gallery and the other in NYC with Aeroplastics Contemporary at VOLTA NY....
SO here are a couple of preview images as I run off to my studio...
DK
Saturday, January 24, 2009
WHAT IS A PANT LOAD AMONGST FRIENDS?
I got an email from a friend of mine. She has like 4 kids and was telling me about how things were going with her.
She lives in England and I see her every few years and every time we do get together she has another child with her. There was this moment in time when her first son was born and my son was born, and it was at almost the same moment in time, that we both had this tremendous connection with one another all around our mutual NEW experiences. Well she's gone on to have a giant family, at least by my standards, and we still have tons to talk about because we go back so many years, but it really has created something of a divide between us. She has been so busy. And I can't really get away with complaining about how much work is, having a kid, to her, now can I? Well that just takes away half of what I usually have to talk about.
ANyway, I was reminded of the last time that I saw her. I went over to England because I had a show over there. After I finished with the exhibition I took a train up North to where she lived, in Wolverhampton. It was fun and crazy to see her, there were at the time 3 kids running around, all under 6. And we had a wonderful time eating dinner and having drinks and the kiddies finally went to bed and we all stayed up late and drank more and looked at her husband's excellent collection of art films and videos... The next morning she had to run off and get 2 of the kids off to two different schools and I sat there with my hangover and encouraged her and tried to stay out of the way. So suddenly she said to me, "Would you watch Robyn, while I get the other boys off to school?" Of course I said yes, but the truth was I had not been near an infant in diapers in years. I wasn't sure what you were supposed to do anymore. SO the 3 of them left the 2 of us at the house and the little baby sat there in his little diaper and with in seconds of the door slamming, he proceeded to unload a mammoth load into his diaper that literally made him, sitting there on his ass, two inches taller.
Well, of course I pretended not to notice even though my eyes were getting teary from the stench. And an hour or so later, when my friend got home I pretended that this all must have just happened seconds ago.
I don't think that all of this makes me a terrible friend, maybe I should have rolled up my sleeves and helped her out. But the truth is that this was no real inditement on what kind of friend I am or am not. I probably pulled the same shit with my own son and my wife way back when when he was still in diapers. No. I am a really good friend. I am just maybe a shitty father.
DK
She lives in England and I see her every few years and every time we do get together she has another child with her. There was this moment in time when her first son was born and my son was born, and it was at almost the same moment in time, that we both had this tremendous connection with one another all around our mutual NEW experiences. Well she's gone on to have a giant family, at least by my standards, and we still have tons to talk about because we go back so many years, but it really has created something of a divide between us. She has been so busy. And I can't really get away with complaining about how much work is, having a kid, to her, now can I? Well that just takes away half of what I usually have to talk about.
ANyway, I was reminded of the last time that I saw her. I went over to England because I had a show over there. After I finished with the exhibition I took a train up North to where she lived, in Wolverhampton. It was fun and crazy to see her, there were at the time 3 kids running around, all under 6. And we had a wonderful time eating dinner and having drinks and the kiddies finally went to bed and we all stayed up late and drank more and looked at her husband's excellent collection of art films and videos... The next morning she had to run off and get 2 of the kids off to two different schools and I sat there with my hangover and encouraged her and tried to stay out of the way. So suddenly she said to me, "Would you watch Robyn, while I get the other boys off to school?" Of course I said yes, but the truth was I had not been near an infant in diapers in years. I wasn't sure what you were supposed to do anymore. SO the 3 of them left the 2 of us at the house and the little baby sat there in his little diaper and with in seconds of the door slamming, he proceeded to unload a mammoth load into his diaper that literally made him, sitting there on his ass, two inches taller.
Well, of course I pretended not to notice even though my eyes were getting teary from the stench. And an hour or so later, when my friend got home I pretended that this all must have just happened seconds ago.
I don't think that all of this makes me a terrible friend, maybe I should have rolled up my sleeves and helped her out. But the truth is that this was no real inditement on what kind of friend I am or am not. I probably pulled the same shit with my own son and my wife way back when when he was still in diapers. No. I am a really good friend. I am just maybe a shitty father.
DK
Monday, January 19, 2009
COMING SATURDAY
Spend a Day with Yaddo
If you plan to be around Brooklyn and lower Manhattan on January 24th, clear your schedule because we've got two events on that day that you won't want to miss!
Start with a meet-and-greet with some of the 30 visual artists who have signed on for the Yaddo Artists Open Studios Crawl. Visit the workspaces to view new work, some of it still in progress, and to find out what inspires individual artists. It is free, and you plan your own journey using an interactive guide and map available on our web site (click for details).
In the evening, join us at Galapagos Art Space as celebrated performance artist David Cale spins a tale and The Wingdale Community Singers (including Rick Moody and Randy Polumbo) present a rousing set of folk tunes that might have you singing along before night's end (click for details). Tickets for the Galapagos show must be purchased ahead of time through SmartTix (click to buy tickets).
EVERY FORM OF SUPPORT FOR YADDO
ENHANCES THE ARTS AND OUR CULTURE
To make an online donation now, please click here.
yaddo.org/6B74411A.jpg
Do you know someone who might enjoy these programs? Forward this email!
Also-
You can see my show at Pierogi
SNAKE OIL
177 N9th Street Brooklyn, NY 11211
Gallery is open from 11-6pm.
thanks and I hope to see you then. David
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If you plan to be around Brooklyn and lower Manhattan on January 24th, clear your schedule because we've got two events on that day that you won't want to miss!
Start with a meet-and-greet with some of the 30 visual artists who have signed on for the Yaddo Artists Open Studios Crawl. Visit the workspaces to view new work, some of it still in progress, and to find out what inspires individual artists. It is free, and you plan your own journey using an interactive guide and map available on our web site (click for details).
In the evening, join us at Galapagos Art Space as celebrated performance artist David Cale spins a tale and The Wingdale Community Singers (including Rick Moody and Randy Polumbo) present a rousing set of folk tunes that might have you singing along before night's end (click for details). Tickets for the Galapagos show must be purchased ahead of time through SmartTix (click to buy tickets).
EVERY FORM OF SUPPORT FOR YADDO
ENHANCES THE ARTS AND OUR CULTURE
To make an online donation now, please click here.
yaddo.org/6B74411A.jpg
Do you know someone who might enjoy these programs? Forward this email!
Also-
You can see my show at Pierogi
SNAKE OIL
177 N9th Street Brooklyn, NY 11211
Gallery is open from 11-6pm.
thanks and I hope to see you then. David
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