From James Hyde’s Stuart Davis Paintings
February 20, 2010
August 29, 2009
August 28, 2009
Two Good Painters
Here are two good American painters that I recently learned about. They are both really good.
August 3, 2009
August 7, 2008
And Another Thing!!!
kinda blurry
in case you cant read it the guy is saying,
less blurry but the flash is all up in the grill piece.
some details
July 20, 2008
Fun At the Beach and also fun at other places
the weekend before the weekend that just happened I went to Jacob Reese Park in Far ROckaway. Named after Rockafella Records Founder and Father to Reese Witherspoon, this sprawling park has more brews, babes, b-weeeed than something that also has a lot of those aforementioned traits! Wow!
here’s us at the beach! (me behind the camera) what a band of ragamuffins! what a cast of characters! what a sight for sore eyes!
Architectural Historical Librarian
Jiyoni “For better or for worse fuck tony bennet” Kim
Internet Celebrity and all around “Pretty Cool Dude” Jesse Hudnutt
Then some other random shit
a new head on a painting I’m working on
a new silhouette for jiyo
My friend Sarah bought this book. I actually haven’t seen her since.
please note that he refers to himself as an “incurable romantic.” SOmeone probably tried to cure him and he shot them.
July 2, 2008
My Upstairs
I am currently in a group show at 711 Gallery and here are some pictures of the installation i did upstairs!
March 24, 2008
New Art, Old art revisited
color at Moma
the young lion Diebenkorn
Diebmeister #2
New Painting
and another
biggest nakey self portrait yet. while still in progress
Another portrait of Francis
subway collage
subway diptych
January 18, 2008
Notes From Aukland Part 1: A brief history of Discomfort
THis is the first NZ blog post! I didn’t take any photos in the airports in Hong Kong, or NZ, or at JFK for that matter because I had this scenario in my mind wherein as I pulled out my camera Dwane “The Rock” Johnson would come flying out of nowhere, dressed as a secret service agent and tackle me to the floor. So all the photos below are from after I arrived in Aukland.
But first, some brief notes about the flights:
1 On the way to Hong Kong about half of the TV’s worked, luckily there was an empty space between me and the other woman in my row. She fell asleep and I snagged it. She snost she lost as they (never) say. However, I was uber-paranoid about sleeping for fear of leeping, e.g. having her lay claim to the monitor, from that point on.
2 When I was sure that my hostile neighbor was fully tucked into her sleepy lady eye cover thingys i took the opportunity to doze as well. We were both woken up by the fact that our feet were wet, and the flight attendants were lifting them and tucking extra blankets under them. What I hope was water was seeping out of the bathroom and soaking the carpeting, and since we were in an exit row, right next to the bathroom, we got it the worst.
We bonded over the injustice we were both suffering under and began to share hopeful theories with one another. “It must be from the sink,” she began, “airplane toilets can’t overflow. ” “Yeah,” I thought, “that’s not so bad.” However, at this point the man seated behind us, a gruff American man with thin hair and a red nose, leaned forward and shared his wisdom, “It smells like crap” he barked, “people don’t crap in the sink, so water from the sink don’t smell like crap.” His logic was infallible.
In retrospect, I believe he might have been covering for the fact that he crapped in the sink. A mystery. He had eaten three of the complementary dinners.
3 The second flight was far less eventful. I had 3 glasses of wine, and one and a half ambien that professor Kirk had given me that morning and I was out. I awoke to a cacophonous chorus of babies whose volume fluctuated, but never seemed to die out entirely.
Ok, enough about air travel. Now onto Aukland. Sorry for all of the sideways photos, I couldn’t be bothered to rotate all of the photos.
the first work of art i saw, and arguably the finest. Painted by India Donald, “Son!” when she was just a little tot.
chilling by the pool.
A myriad of dope things/signs on K’ Road:
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4 How ill is this?
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some works from galleries. THey have a pretty nice art scene here, although a lot of shows are closed for re-instillation. Again sorry for sideways stuff.
Frank “STELLLLAAAAAA!” (cue shirt ripping off)
met up with Melina yesterday and got a beer. She was on route to work at a Vineyard and for a Chocolatier (Sp?)
Ping Ting’s Thick
some brollick ass lillypads. Imagine the amount of tongue you would get kissing the frog prince that chills on one of these.
the Maori’s kill the textile game
as do the weird Christian people to I guess.
Primary colors
Nine foot tall, wingless, extinct Emu type animal. Probably the end all be all of New Zealand culture.
Winners of good student art competition. 1
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3. It’s as if someone turned Ada Katz into a hound of some sort.
Bye guys, sorry for the length of the post, more shorter posts to come.
October 29, 2007
From Borington, NY to Fun City!!! (round two)
upstate I do things like sit by the hearth with this weirdo and chat. p.s. is that an armchair or a rocking chair? if you answered, “trick question asshole its both!” you were right.
sometimes i cook a nice dinner of what I swear is sausages and pasta, then i take a picture of it
but in the city people dress up and have fun see?
sometimes random people do pushups
or they do this…
these drawings are a diptych. the latter half is a hoax.
scary eyes
surprised eyes!
and chaos reigns!!!!!
young prescott as a pee pee
