tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610061260767254352024-03-14T09:22:53.439-07:00Kenny Harris PaintingsKennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621757612671696862noreply@blogger.comBlogger44125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661006126076725435.post-3781155647136632702016-05-05T14:05:00.000-07:002016-05-05T14:05:04.749-07:00Shingo Francis at Art Center Open Studios<div style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 11px;">
<span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: initial;">I really enjoyed meeting Shingo Francis at the Art Center open studios.</span><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: initial;"> </span><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: initial;">Upon entering his studio, I couldn't get a good read on his paintings, especially the large digital ones.</span><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: initial;"> </span><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: initial;">I liked his collage of environmental disaster imagery: ideas that weigh heavily on all of us.</span><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: initial;"> </span><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: initial;">And there was a screen displaying digital pixelation which I was not initially compelled by.</span><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: initial;"> </span></div>
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After speaking with him for a bit, he explained what the digital image was—snippet of surf cams from all over the world with feeds that were throttled in some way. The data-choking leads to bizarre pixelation and compression, where the visual feed tries to update itself, tries to correct the image, but never can catch up. </div>
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So what we are left with is an image of the environment trying to right itself. Constantly updating, it cannot overcome the digital bottleneck. Then the environmental devastation imagery pinned up next to it brings it into focus. The environment, the ocean in particular, is always trying to right itself, clean itself, but we won’t let it. The metaphor of digital garbage as real pollution is made very visible in his videos. </div>
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I was then transfixed by an acid green set of waves breaking in the foreground of a heavily compromised image, and it felt as appropriate as any piece of art I’ve seen.</div>
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Kennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621757612671696862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661006126076725435.post-28423142217192991472016-05-05T13:44:00.000-07:002016-05-05T13:44:10.825-07:00Ragnar Kjartansson at the Broad<div style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 11px;">
This was my second time to the Broad and I must say it is a beautiful museum…. but… The upstairs collection shows none of taste of the collector—It seems like a who's who of contemporary art. Kara Walker aside, downstairs was much more fun, with the Murakami room, the Saville drawing, Burden battleship, and the Currin tailor. </div>
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But for me what stole the show was the installation The Visitors by Icelandic artist Ragnar Kjartansson. My first time to the museum I spent a 5 or ten minutes there, but this time I spent a full half hour there watching it, mesmerized. It is a strange hybrid of music video, art film, and just aesthetic experience that is fully realized, fully engaging and becomes more and more enjoyable as you watch. </div>
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The mood of the room is palpable— 9 screens each showing an individual musician lost in their own creative process. Then you realize they are all creating a song together… Separate together. Each screen feels formally isolated—the compositions thoughtful and compelling. But then this cohesion of the whole overwhelms. One cannot take in all 9 screens at once, you have to wander around, get to know the different musicians in more intimate proximity. (I measured the scale of most of the figures on the screens— they are about 3/4 size, a very painterly scale, one I am using a lot in my current portraits. But I digress.) </div>
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The song is, by the way, very compelling— perhaps a bit hipster and of our time, but hey, it is melodic and cinematic. Haunting and catchy at once. </div>
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I spent longer this time and saw things I hadn’t before—them entering the house and setting up; yelling at each other to make sure all the cameras were recording, etc. It was disarming and you felt you were present at a happening. Because it <i>was</i> happening. I also noticed the one screen that was a bit different, a group of people on the porch that would sing along occasionally, and what was actually going on: the two figure in the foreground would load up a cannon and light it off at the climax(es) of the song! And when it went off you see the other musicians react by looking up at the boom. </div>
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Kennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621757612671696862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661006126076725435.post-60171420898303865382016-04-07T11:04:00.001-07:002016-04-07T11:04:13.304-07:00The Hilbert Museum<div class="p1">
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Kennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621757612671696862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661006126076725435.post-28537166634367418662016-03-17T11:03:00.003-07:002016-03-17T11:03:27.771-07:00Bergamot Station<div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 12px;">
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Lani Emanuel’s talk about her work was great for the class to hear. I saw much of this work develop over her years in the MFA program at LCAD and it was a treat to see it all up in Lora’s grand space. There was a tight coherence in the body of work, and her interest in fashion came across clearly. I would love to see more variety in the way she paints her figures, though I have no doubt the variety and skill will only increase with time. </div>
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I enjoyed seeing Arcadia’s space— and the owner Steve gave a great chat to us, telling us about the gallery program and some advice for up and coming artists. From the dealers perspective, he wanted to see craft, but originality of vision as well. If he could tell who you studied under, that was not a good thing. I thought this was pretty good advice. </div>
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For me, the work there is hit or miss—it is all well crafted, but some of the work feels more product than expression or investigation. I loved the large goldfish still life by Miguel Angel Moya— so unexpected! It was a subtle, inviting subject on an oversized scale. His other small scale octopus still life paintings were also arresting.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9csy4u7xYHl1Jh5GxMcvEW2n5LB9nL1Gq8nnor-pSYZWLesMFk-stAyt5ny5pgCtof8RFN5vIAaaN0vau2CR3vDic9UKwr4EUdiOxw8TZjFu6f1auzskSF7s8J28hLP3u2wrplOyHHTdW/s1600/octopus2-miguelangelmoya.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" height="318" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9csy4u7xYHl1Jh5GxMcvEW2n5LB9nL1Gq8nnor-pSYZWLesMFk-stAyt5ny5pgCtof8RFN5vIAaaN0vau2CR3vDic9UKwr4EUdiOxw8TZjFu6f1auzskSF7s8J28hLP3u2wrplOyHHTdW/s320/octopus2-miguelangelmoya.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>
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The work at Copro was extremely uneven. Some work was very strong (like Scott Hess’ large canvas), and others seemed like high school doodles done well. The lowbrow aesthetic can rub me the wrong way, and most of the work was thus. Good for a laugh but then what? I enjoyed the craft in quite a few, and others had some visual puns that made me smile. </div>
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Kennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621757612671696862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661006126076725435.post-11850253674956056172016-03-01T09:46:00.003-08:002016-03-01T09:50:04.024-08:00Rebecca Campbell<div style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(20, 25, 35); -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; color: #141923; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 14px;">
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I’m realizing sincerity is something vitally important to me in painting, and I did not it find her larger works. Her range is staggering, but to what end I don’t know. The slickness of her smooth passages, the perfectly placed “rough” parts.. they rang very hollow to me. They are very much a product. Perhaps I’m jealous of her command of the medium, but I don’t feel an intentional icy remove, nor a felt gesture... just a stylistic calculation. I read the marks as signifying things, rather than being them. </div>
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Kennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621757612671696862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661006126076725435.post-76915832032421079352016-02-18T16:46:00.000-08:002016-02-18T16:46:24.988-08:00Sandow Birk's "American Qur'an"<div class="p1">
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<span class="s1">I’ve been mulling over Sandow Birk’s epic project: a fully illustrated version of the Qur’an on display currently at the Orange County Museum of Art. Some 300 pages are on display—somewhere between a graphic novel and an illuminated manuscript. Graffiti and comics are a big part of the imagery. The consistency and pure invention on this scale is mind boggling.</span></div>
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Kennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621757612671696862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661006126076725435.post-63754211794679661822016-02-10T22:59:00.004-08:002016-02-10T23:20:43.119-08:00My Taste in Art? My <i>taste</i> in art.. That is the question at hand: what shaped my taste in art? Sort of a problematic question--<br />
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I guess <u>influences</u> would be the most interesting way to describe this, but it is not quite complete. I have a taste for Lalique Jewelry, but this is not really an influence. Or I love Takashi Murakami and Robert Irwin, though I would not call them influences. I will do my best, bear with me, here goes:<br />
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My earliest influence would be my father and his figure drawing cohorts in Palo Alto. This was classic Bay Area Figurative, influenced by Olivera and Diebenkorn. The drawings were all over the house. My earliest memories are of a house with those large female forms, pastel or ink, on every wall in the house. As a young child I would go sometime to his life drawing group-- a bunch of bohemians drawing and drinking wine. And little me. <br />
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Then came middle school and high school and drawing comics. Frank Miller. Mike Zeck. Katsuhiro Otomo.<br />
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My freshmen year of high school was my first trip to Italy, and we went through the major art highpoints on the Grand Tour stops. Somewhere between Fra Angelico's<i> Annunciation </i>at San Marco and walking into the Sistine Chapel I realized, deep down, I want to be part of this. <br />
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I went to the Prado for the first time when I was 16. I've been back many times, but I think the first time leaves you struck by the total command of paint by someone like Velazquez-- who can freeze time in a painting like <i>Las Meninas</i>, but make the magic trick look like it was dashed off, like the painting is being created before your eyes.<br />
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I have a profound taste for this sort of painting, a work that seems to paint itself before your eyes-- Deibenkorn also has it. And Matisse. And Morandi.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gustave Caillebotte,<i> Study for Paris, Rainy Day</i></td></tr>
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In college I was influenced by the draughtsman of the Italian Renaissance. I copied many original drawings in the Gabineto of the Uffizzi-- Bernini, Bronzino, etc. Also during college, I saw a huge Caillebotte show at the Art Institute in Chicago. Looking back now, <i>Paris, Rainy Day</i> and<i> The Floorscrapers </i>along with all the accompanying studies in the exhibition influenced me a great deal.<br />
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When I moved to New York a couple years after college, that was when I feel my tastes expanded and my eye became more sophisticated. It was an eclectic frenetic absorption of new art-- not just current art but also historical art that was new to me. I saw epic shows and tiny happenings: I fell at once for Ingres and Twombly. Jenny Saville and Tim Hawkinson. Uta Barth, Barry McGee. Chardin, Morandi, Yuskavage and Guston. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Philip Guston, <i>Zone,</i> 1953</td></tr>
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More recently my wife, painter <a href="http://www.judynimtz.com/" target="_blank">Judy Nimtz,</a> has opened up my taste in 19th Century painting. There were always painters I admired from this period like Corot, but now I find myself delighting in Albert Moore, puzzling over Leighton, and generally allowing myself to indulge in the pure pleasure of looking at this period of painting. My desire to look at Matisse is waning, in favor of my compulsion to inspect more traditional 19th century paintings. I feel I still have the <i>taste</i> for Modernist painting, but I would rather look at a Puvis or an Arnold Bocklin than a Cezanne. <br />
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So, those are some of my formative influences. Blend 'em all together and you get this:<br />
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<br />Kennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621757612671696862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661006126076725435.post-57184827740445051962011-10-28T22:39:00.000-07:002011-10-29T20:45:22.881-07:00The beginnings of a painting.. [rough cut]<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw9RefZ8JF0s13PX3MU1T-AVZzN-Ze1okrcXxLYasNDpUPnaaMh0ve_BYAWwHwGQupzGnGq2fbmYsnM_ChqxQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Kennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621757612671696862noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661006126076725435.post-8448796971360748852009-10-06T06:32:00.000-07:002009-10-06T06:33:03.791-07:00Working in Istanbul<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLAj7N9eBoSJOQe93C1Od1IqFjNn_n86QlviXiRDm2e1SvivkpOM8yq2jEN8_R1DuxzYpFQBlsxaRohKli1uwS7b6t10xjCydcE4Rx1Mfd_EMlRRUs3aoc-L3TTRDwFYMUP13e_M0TPSkv/s1600-h/JudyatBlueMosque-783792.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLAj7N9eBoSJOQe93C1Od1IqFjNn_n86QlviXiRDm2e1SvivkpOM8yq2jEN8_R1DuxzYpFQBlsxaRohKli1uwS7b6t10xjCydcE4Rx1Mfd_EMlRRUs3aoc-L3TTRDwFYMUP13e_M0TPSkv/s320/JudyatBlueMosque-783792.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389479512958579330" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_Li8ZsudBuS6VxBi8O-i5Y_1YvDlAa0zuVD3VonUl81n91I9JQg6CMwa1JIqt7fKtX4_2wC1uC9AQfCbcqwJ3h10AxagrhPeWafpzBLb4xwQb3cUeN7xM4cCBjn-v_6KrHV2PAN-x1xA6/s1600-h/cuppa-785767.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_Li8ZsudBuS6VxBi8O-i5Y_1YvDlAa0zuVD3VonUl81n91I9JQg6CMwa1JIqt7fKtX4_2wC1uC9AQfCbcqwJ3h10AxagrhPeWafpzBLb4xwQb3cUeN7xM4cCBjn-v_6KrHV2PAN-x1xA6/s320/cuppa-785767.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389479525988510882" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe4UZDunDO9sH4qHtaHaltlNfzKHcn1YvDZdVKeRI86Jwt8k3qCz1h4t4HXlCjiwjdi4mCKQDJAZwiRG6CnvB4juyLST7X6BmG_96sEX_kf2SvgRFeDrU13R7gRW30GjMU8hcQxPU2rq53/s1600-h/judy_painting-788438.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe4UZDunDO9sH4qHtaHaltlNfzKHcn1YvDZdVKeRI86Jwt8k3qCz1h4t4HXlCjiwjdi4mCKQDJAZwiRG6CnvB4juyLST7X6BmG_96sEX_kf2SvgRFeDrU13R7gRW30GjMU8hcQxPU2rq53/s320/judy_painting-788438.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389479534496712754" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfRtnnbqIsTEfpmxKOOQ1IYKlpJYyPcIeEB-1KsCQUgmuNE2w030ZXIMTQ08_0yXcV9TmU6olVECHI_K9fyLngQMiKsbFbTqo8hvgwzUEYBVwIT6LLKOKztMHxqAsOBI6S8E28RF03gw5d/s1600-h/commute-790574.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfRtnnbqIsTEfpmxKOOQ1IYKlpJYyPcIeEB-1KsCQUgmuNE2w030ZXIMTQ08_0yXcV9TmU6olVECHI_K9fyLngQMiKsbFbTqo8hvgwzUEYBVwIT6LLKOKztMHxqAsOBI6S8E28RF03gw5d/s320/commute-790574.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389479543441121522" /></a></p>We are now in the flow of Istanbul.. and by in the flow I mean <br>watching it flow by us. From our balcony we've been taking in the <br>comings and goings of the Bosphorus, the clouds parting, and the <br>lights twinkling on. Plein-air painting in a city can be tough-- <br>packing up your rig, hiking through the city, and often setting up in <br>a spot where others are seeking the view too. So we sometimes hole <br>up and work from the 'home studio'.<p>That said, we've been taking in the city. We went to the oldest <br>Hamam (bath) in the city, built 1584, to see the spectacle of the <br>Turkish Bath. We explored the Grand Bazar, as well as Arasta Bazar. <br>Judy and I have also had fun getting to know our neighborhood well. <br>It has a great feel-- full of artists and directors and such. Nice <br>little restaurants. Sometimes it is like a parallel 'cool' universe <br>to Silverlake or some other industry neighborhood. Except everyone <br>speaks Turkish (which, by the way, is really to tough to learn).<p>I've been working on a painting of the local fruit stand. After a <br>few days of working, I became sort of a fixture on the scene.. people <br>would stop to say hi, poke their heads out of a window offering tea, <br>roll me a cigarette.. pretty funny. or ask why their flower shop was <br>not in the painting... Once people here see you as a local (even if <br>it is for a week) they open up. We've also been working on a couple <br>paintings near the Blue Mosque. Again, a more touristy area, but <br>once the local cafe recognized us we were welcomed like locals <br>(permit me my delusions).<p>Mostly it is just painting, cooking, eating, watching. What the <br>doctor ordered.<p>Love from Istanbul<br>Kenny<p>(pics-- Painting at Blue Mosque, Local cafe "Cuppa", Judy painting <br>down the street from the flat, morning 'commute')Kennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621757612671696862noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661006126076725435.post-52611660479777518522009-09-26T01:09:00.000-07:002009-09-26T01:32:33.204-07:00First entry from Istanbul<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli2myN0RqLDgyDxqtk5s62NKfvkpJFJjehPbU0bhiMp969XtG4-E8CB5Rhtb02CmC0gijKvmAs8E99qtHCUpSPIo74HPAkBJRuA6ubCjl0_LGmEmV5oV2HKuHSAjn3i1jdJgbBRsznxmS/s1600-h/blue+mosque.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjli2myN0RqLDgyDxqtk5s62NKfvkpJFJjehPbU0bhiMp969XtG4-E8CB5Rhtb02CmC0gijKvmAs8E99qtHCUpSPIo74HPAkBJRuA6ubCjl0_LGmEmV5oV2HKuHSAjn3i1jdJgbBRsznxmS/s320/blue+mosque.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385687087481306882" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6kLFBUUGaxMxgGm20fmRcspXxPo1l_d5IEhYMUHkGhxYF9N2u0yl-RDsdaizKow1w1f2LgI2zPUEQ8c93zeKUkhudKgeNoBft3ZwmC9hQseFXmmvoy1nmYbHvwWvZTlZoSdA1dX3n7kFp/s1600-h/judy+on+balcony.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6kLFBUUGaxMxgGm20fmRcspXxPo1l_d5IEhYMUHkGhxYF9N2u0yl-RDsdaizKow1w1f2LgI2zPUEQ8c93zeKUkhudKgeNoBft3ZwmC9hQseFXmmvoy1nmYbHvwWvZTlZoSdA1dX3n7kFp/s320/judy+on+balcony.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385687083563987666" /></a><br />We arrived in Istanbul 6 days ago after a week in London.<br /><br /> The London leg was full of art museums and jet lag. We stayed in central London, walking almost everywhere. We hit the major museums like the National and the British, the Waterhouse show at the Royal Academy, and the Tate Britain. Smaller collections stood out like the Wallace Collection and the Cortauld. And an amazing little museum of the Sir John Soane house was a stunner-- his residence, full of antiques and casts of roman and marble sculpture, an Egyptian sarcophagus, turner paintings, etc. We aslo checked out Elizabeth Peyton at Whitechapel and the BP portrait award a the Nat'l Portrait Gallery-- both shows seemed a bit flat... as in "how many ways can we paint a photo?"<br /> And a side note: Artrace started airing in UK four weeks ago on SkyArts. An employee at the National Portrait Gallery actually recognized me from the show.. bizarre!<br /> <br /> With art-saturation reached, we flew to Istanbul. They've had really wet weather with bad flooding in the past few weeks, so it was no surprise to see heavy skies and passing showers when arrived. We found our way to the flat by taxi and it didn't look like much from the outside. It is quite plain on the inside, but what it does have is the view of the Bosphorus and the Golden Horn overlooking the Hagia Sophia, Blue Mosque and the Topkapi Palace... stunning. We just sit and look over the water to the old city, contemplate <br />paintings yet to come.<br /><br /> Judy and I have spent our days painting, exploring our neighborhood, and more painting. It has been perfect. We've even started a couple portraits of each other.<br /> It has only been a week since we landed in Turkey and I feel like we're just settling in. We've been very slow on the tourist thing here.. we have time for that. So we take the city in small bites, and digest through observation in oil. We didn't bring phones and I'm happy for it.<br /><br /> More later on thoughts on Istanbul.. back to the easel...<br /><br />Kenny<br /><br />pics of the balcony and the Blue MosqueKennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621757612671696862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661006126076725435.post-70944759982536015012008-10-28T21:58:00.000-07:002008-10-28T22:01:03.554-07:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg1Y2JxTEn3Rw4ZK13MPOsh8vCf5LgL2zP9Utug_nNQVpKC7e6oq_P05CKCvNzhz8UDdZfeQE4MiIhua8G30F_0Hmu8xHrOS9qPVx-qoaVubRp3l5CTQdpE8HEChX_hgG2azMNUPmU9OEL/s1600-h/IMG_3560-763556.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg1Y2JxTEn3Rw4ZK13MPOsh8vCf5LgL2zP9Utug_nNQVpKC7e6oq_P05CKCvNzhz8UDdZfeQE4MiIhua8G30F_0Hmu8xHrOS9qPVx-qoaVubRp3l5CTQdpE8HEChX_hgG2azMNUPmU9OEL/s320/IMG_3560-763556.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262436445161233778" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAXFddRdFeixpsBTzTBWhkxQrzlJnq4zVsK0LYBvAQv5hVaKA1zOwVRCcpA_YbxZY1zEm129-oBC6juIb2ROBAMH7X6o1AG0pP6veATlthaeJuUFdLLIyVB14kH8_0c8TyRxqW6fUi7-ij/s1600-h/IMG_3559-765031.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAXFddRdFeixpsBTzTBWhkxQrzlJnq4zVsK0LYBvAQv5hVaKA1zOwVRCcpA_YbxZY1zEm129-oBC6juIb2ROBAMH7X6o1AG0pP6veATlthaeJuUFdLLIyVB14kH8_0c8TyRxqW6fUi7-ij/s320/IMG_3559-765031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262436449758779602" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPj-ZIW0QZcgIumJjUNXwGe_7NoN9e2xd6Ev0vsAQGfRQJ0iMvQS6hU7SwlKlajCXr_rU8DS934rhvyqMzYU8OxSFrqMGOtaTu_mFAZpAE2o3j7Qot5QYJMuDS_P-grpZ3gzqZtwvPwidR/s1600-h/IMG_3558-766075.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPj-ZIW0QZcgIumJjUNXwGe_7NoN9e2xd6Ev0vsAQGfRQJ0iMvQS6hU7SwlKlajCXr_rU8DS934rhvyqMzYU8OxSFrqMGOtaTu_mFAZpAE2o3j7Qot5QYJMuDS_P-grpZ3gzqZtwvPwidR/s320/IMG_3558-766075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262436451079390114" /></a></p>I don't have great photos from the opening as I was scrambling around <br>setting it up. If some come in, I'll post them.<br>thanks to everyone..<br>kKennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621757612671696862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661006126076725435.post-25796370203431521212008-10-28T19:40:00.000-07:002008-10-30T18:44:21.855-07:00Final ShowI'm writing this four and half months late.<br /><br />I couldn't wrap my head around finishing the last blog. I was exhausted and needed a break. Not to mention immediately following this break I plunged into the paintings for my November exhibition based on the trip. I just now finished up those paintings, so I'm returning for my last blog entry.<br /><br />Suffice to say we had a 2-day mad scramble to get the final show prepared. After running all the canvases and some drawings to my framer, we headed to the printer to talk photos. Ian, our cameraman, had shot a bunch of photos from the journey (many of which are on this blog) which we used as a sort of photo diary to accompany the art. In addition, I put up the map I used to navigate, and traced in red Sharpie the path across the country. We also included the pack and easel I brought with me. <br /><br />What I tried to do was to share with my friends and supporters that came to the show a bit of the experiences of the trip. I hoped the paintings and the photos together would tell a good story. <br /><br />With the help of the crew (when they weren't filming) and a few close friends, I franticly went about arranging the chronology, and mounting the show. We had cardboard hitchhiking signs I has used along the way, mounted drawings on matte board, framed oils, and two big signs explaining the journey to all who came through the doors. <br /><br />When the evening rolled around I had just changed, and my friends started arriving. More and more came and I was very touched as friends and art supporters from all corners came out to see what in the heck I had been up to. My parents even came down from the Bay Area. A friend of Levi (ride outta Grand Canyon) named Ira rolled in by train from Norther California just for the show not knowing anyone. Everyone was so excited about the trip and the presentation-- I guess there really was a lot to take in, both the narrative and the art itself.<br /><br />And they bought work! I sold almost all of the paintings and drawings I had for sale, thought it wasn't that much as I'd traded most of it. <br /><br />At the end of the night I was called up to say a little something publicly. Sebastian, our producer got up and said a few words, and when I got up to speak it was overwhelming. All the faces just radiated love and support at me, it was pretty incredible. I said some words of thanks, and then came the final event... the envelopes to see who had won the Art Race. <br /><br /><br />.. but I'm afraid I can't say who won... it would not be fair to the show or the viewers at home....<br /><br />We did however party till the wee hours in celebration of the end of the Road. A true catharsis.<br /><br />I won't speak any more on it, but I will say the experience was remarkable. I will process it in time to come. I don't know when it will air, but I'm sure it will be a sort of closure for me.<br /><br />Thanks to everyone who helped me along the way, and to those who, by reading this, joined in on this Art-trip across the United States... <br /><br />that is all from venice<br />good night.<br /><br />KennyKennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621757612671696862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661006126076725435.post-32457220077197358582008-07-12T21:45:00.000-07:002008-07-12T21:46:03.590-07:00Week 6.. pre showWeek 6 – The end of the road.<p>There is so much to recount now. It seems like much longer than a <br>week.. It is over now and I'm attempting to rest, recover, and <br>digest what we just did.<p>Last Thursday I woke in Bryce canyon and headed to the airport to <br>meet up with the owner of the plane and heli-tour company operating <br>out of Bryce. We realized a helicopter ride would be too expensive, <br>but I traded a drawing of his helicopter (plus my last $100) for a <br>ride in a 6-seat Cessna down to South Rim of the Grand Canyon. It <br>was an amazing ride- over Escalante, the grand staircase, Vermillion <br>Cliffs, and Lake Powell. A bit queasy, we all unloaded in south rim, <br>grateful for an unforgettable ride.<p>At the small diner in Tusayan I traded a sketch of the manager Mona <br>Lisa (her real name) for lunch. It was great. I was broke, but <br>happy. We slid over to the rim to check out the canyon amid the <br>masses of tourists. Never ceases to amaze. When the rest of the <br>crew arrived from Bryce, we set out to hitch to Vegas.<p>A great guy named Levi picked me up and drove me to Williams, a large- <br>ish city on the 40. He was awesome, I did a cool drawing for him and <br>he got me a hotel room and gave me some food money. I felt rich.<p>Now the challenge to hitching out of Williams. After 2 hours at a <br>certain exit I realized I had to be back 1 mile to where the Grand <br>Canyon Exit meets the 40. A couple cool German guys I'd met at the <br>hotel gave me a lift back, and I proceeded to attempt to get a ride <br>again.<p>Not much luck.<p>The highway patrol was pretty cool, considering it is technically <br>illegal to hitch in Arizona. They took my info in case something <br>happens to me. Cool guys.<p>Car after car, no rides. None. Lots of RVs, tourists.. nothing.<p>Finally an adventurous couple named Dustin and Bianca picked me up. <br>They were the type that were on their way to go miniature golfing and <br>ended up at Grand Canyon and were heading to Vegas. Off we went!<p>We arrived in Vegas to 108 degrees at sunset. We barged into the <br>Golden Gate Casino (the oldest in Vegas) in downtown, intending to <br>talk to night manager Aaron and the owner Mark. We rap for a while <br>and eventually come to an agreement--a sketch of the casino for $200 <br>in chips some of which I'd gamble there. Deal.<p>Cacophony of noise, drunken gamblers, go-go dancers, inquisitive <br>staff, camera crew... Not easy conditions in which to draw. It did <br>turn out well, though.<p>But in that time a nice drunk New Yorker gave me $200 for a quick <br>sketch of his girl. This gave me the fall back money to walk up to <br>the craps table and proceed to loose my 200 in about 15 minutes. <br>Pathetic. Aaron gave me and extra 25, the go-go dancers rolled up to <br>cheer me on in front of the camera, and I could do no wrong. Till <br>they left.. then the table got cold and I pulled out! Back to the <br>Artisan Hotel with a good memory of perhaps the last descent casino <br>in Vegas.<p>Next night—showgirls! We went backstage of the Follies Bergere at <br>the Tropicana and I chatted with Cari and Britney.. 6'1" and 5'10". <br>Some of the last of the old school showgirls, their costumes were <br>astounding. They posed for me and re-applied their makeup and re-did <br>their hair for me. I then went out to the stage and sketched some of <br>the girls stretching and warming up. It was a blast, a treat to see <br>into their world.. very familial actually. Then we got to kick back <br>and watch the show…<p>The next day was tough getting out of Vegas… 2 hours at one gas <br>station, then another long cab ride to Stateline. At stateline <br>Kasara stopped to pick me up.. having partied all night, I drove us <br>all the way back to Venice. We went straight to the beach and I ran <br>down and jumped in! It was the best. Reborn in the pacific!<p>Seb and I walked back to the house and Doug and Aiyana welcomed me home.<p>Now—2 days to prep a show… that is the last Blog. Coming next…Kennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621757612671696862noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661006126076725435.post-17647870752425268382008-07-02T22:35:00.000-07:002008-07-02T22:36:25.696-07:00week 5 pics (II)<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkBPZNg_WPbJmCaBq6JSgbxyb5SLN6xXKU1TGHzEW7sryWtwU3gWeIQmW6EdOMRCUTDwyyapBd0H_T-JumBLyjlfjQneIQ8GwiaeJmYzpXUtLxG_HoNcmzg-rlUQ2d2Z4h90sl0f7OZhRv/s1600-h/White+water+rafting+3-785697.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkBPZNg_WPbJmCaBq6JSgbxyb5SLN6xXKU1TGHzEW7sryWtwU3gWeIQmW6EdOMRCUTDwyyapBd0H_T-JumBLyjlfjQneIQ8GwiaeJmYzpXUtLxG_HoNcmzg-rlUQ2d2Z4h90sl0f7OZhRv/s320/White+water+rafting+3-785697.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218657503120041058" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a 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/></a></p>Kennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621757612671696862noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661006126076725435.post-52808887288334057022008-07-02T22:29:00.000-07:002008-07-02T22:30:34.721-07:00pics from week 5 (I)<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhfybMPGOVJcusxJuZt9x-uo0cv2faupNAGkhU1kgdP7MV1jKOQPWk_1TffoucSETBKVbofCTrIGJsOGfIrxxryDhiDvxL0HZjuHCkirhbRaNnUxEqbBIn0qcwjBL3AoC15wS7yWz85Zvq/s1600-h/onBalloon-734722.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhfybMPGOVJcusxJuZt9x-uo0cv2faupNAGkhU1kgdP7MV1jKOQPWk_1TffoucSETBKVbofCTrIGJsOGfIrxxryDhiDvxL0HZjuHCkirhbRaNnUxEqbBIn0qcwjBL3AoC15wS7yWz85Zvq/s320/onBalloon-734722.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218655997246543634" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a 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He does all sorts of painting, is part of a collective <br>gallery and generally makes cool stuff. But appealed to me was his <br>guerilla style of making art and giving it away. He would just <br>enter a bar or restaurant or whatever and put one of his paintings <br>up. Years later they would still be there. They would get <br>grandfathered in.<p>So we made couple new canvases (I did my best attempt at quick <br>acrylic, spray paint and makeshift stencils.). Then we set out to <br>stash them around Aspen.. the most fun being in the Ralph Lauren <br>display window. He gave me a cool shirt on which he'd used bleach <br>to make a stencil image. A great morning.<p>After an afternoon in Aspen spent doing little dog portraits for <br>possible lodging money, (surely an idea from my producer Seb who does <br>enjoy this sort of thing) I got in touch with Pam and Bruce, a nice <br>couple who own a hot air balloon company out of Snowmass. I wanted a <br>killer ride. Above It All seemed the answer.<p>We agreed on an oil sketch for my own private balloon and space for <br>the cameraman and tripod in the next balloon! Up at dawn, we floated <br>up and over the mountains of Snowmass into old Snowmass, watching <br>deer and elk as we floated.<p>It was a spectacular feeling to float silently with very little wind <br>as we're moving at the speed of the wind. It had that gentle <br>movement of floating on a river, but with the surreal visual of <br>nothing below your feet.<p>The two balloons floated closer then farther away, Bruce moving ours <br>up down, leapfrogging the big one as we went. The big balloon was <br>called OMG because it really was that massive. None bigger in the <br>US. 18 Passenger 300,000 + cubic feet (315?).<p>When we landed, I found this great spot above the valley we landed <br>in, and painted a landscape, inserting a balloon from a digital photo <br>reference taken that morning by Pam. It was a long day, but I liked <br>how the painting turned out.<p>I stayed with them that night (their son David schooled me in Rock <br>Band) and the next day I was hitching out toward Moab.<p>I got a couple lifts to Grand Junction where I proceeded to cook <br>myself in 98 degree heat waiting for a ride. Rough. A van stopped <br>to pick me up and we were off . This crew did dinosaur bone tours, <br>and were heading back 15 or 20 miles down the road. I convinced them <br>to trade me a ride further down the road for a sketch of <br>little Ian. So I went to work in the car.<p>They dropped me in Cisco, a skeleton of a town.. looked like a mix of <br>Mad Max and Texas chainsaw massacre with a bunch of hillbilly thrown <br>in. But the crossroads was promising, as everyone who passed was <br>headed to Moab.<p>A Volvo containing Heidi stopped inquisitively, but hesitated, "I'm a <br>girl. I can't pick up a hitchhiker." But once we explained the <br>trip, she was down. As we winded down the river road, we were <br>plotting a raft trip to gain transport west. We followed a raft <br>truck all the way into town and barged in on them. The owner of Red <br>River, Carl, knew what we wanted and called a competitor, Navtech, <br>who runs a crazy 117 mile one-day raft trip through Canyonlands and <br>Cataract Canyon all the way to Lake Powell. We sorted it out and had <br>a celebratory beer over stories of scary rapids. Bruce our guide <br>said we had nothing to fear. We were to have 70 horsepower motor on <br>the back of the raft!<p>So bright and early we set out to haul ass through a huge section of <br>the Colorado River, with a notorious 29 mile stretch of rapids. It <br>was stellar. We hauled at about 28 miles per hour when gassing it, <br>sometimes we'd float and marvel a the red stone canyon which <br>stretched forever. We'd pass petroglyphs and tiny ruins, arches and <br>blue herons. We stopped for lunch and I did a nice drawing of the <br>first rapid we were about to hit (called Brown Betty after the food <br>boat lost at this rapid on the first expedition).<p>We hit some really fun rapids and I had the time of my life—no <br>paddling just cruising through the nuttiness. One wave in the river <br>was about 25 feet.. The Colorado had so much water in it. Impossible <br>to comprehend. They were saying Lake Powell was rising a foot per <br>day at high water. Unreal.<p>They pulled the boat out, we staggered about in the heat, then drove <br>through the dusty desert, exhausted and blissed out from the day. <br>They dropped me in Hanksville… and passed out in a cheap motel <br>immediately.<p>Yesterday I caught a morning ride from three women who had gotten <br>wind of my trip-- Kim, Iris and Chris. Through the rafting grapevine <br>in Moab they heard of this artist hitching across the country trading <br>art. They saw me at the side of the road and stopped, and after a <br>laugh we were all off.<p>They drove me all the way to Bryce! They were on their way back to <br>Vegas. We stopped along the way and I did a drawing for Kim who did <br>all the driving. It has to be my favorite drive in the country— <br>route 12 through Escalante. Spectacular natural beauty.<p>Now I'm here in Bryce and ready to attempt an air lift to Grand <br>Canyon tomorrow on my way to Vegas…<p>Shows coming up soon—starting to get nervous. Lots to do…<p>Love<br>KennyKennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621757612671696862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661006126076725435.post-84817103891886029522008-06-25T15:31:00.001-07:002008-06-25T15:31:35.972-07:00end of week 4 (2)<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaGEth1akw_IdSPQy9Vv1PwEilckPQDU4AJiYXKk80_cizBYx8E1mM1c8mrPjcAUbIcDSRvAWqdPwpn7bfzB08wwRvZTyg9hB1fjXRT4HURZQHfWizN3H0UfjewPOI7703-R4Ql_fbA5hyphenhyphen/s1600-h/11.+Truck+stop+3-795975.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaGEth1akw_IdSPQy9Vv1PwEilckPQDU4AJiYXKk80_cizBYx8E1mM1c8mrPjcAUbIcDSRvAWqdPwpn7bfzB08wwRvZTyg9hB1fjXRT4HURZQHfWizN3H0UfjewPOI7703-R4Ql_fbA5hyphenhyphen/s320/11.+Truck+stop+3-795975.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215950431338657730" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a 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/></a></p>Kennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621757612671696862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661006126076725435.post-37914845879911199072008-06-25T15:29:00.001-07:002008-06-25T15:29:20.105-07:00end of Week 4 (1)<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuTXeXtmmYURHibeOwRLEWQtBrAxnZMujUH1cORuaoevULyHRgWuef9NoS45Y-IdM3esG3NhdTtBXwuL8NGSXuoyp8wz_xxPGcTCliFg0dI1tkMew-Ni4-1r4N0zRjdbEYbgukymcYMZNR/s1600-h/1.+Kenny%27s+ride-760106.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuTXeXtmmYURHibeOwRLEWQtBrAxnZMujUH1cORuaoevULyHRgWuef9NoS45Y-IdM3esG3NhdTtBXwuL8NGSXuoyp8wz_xxPGcTCliFg0dI1tkMew-Ni4-1r4N0zRjdbEYbgukymcYMZNR/s320/1.+Kenny%27s+ride-760106.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215949846600788930" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a 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href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLO3rOeY4xZ0sP9yFU1eb0pEnEtWi0PJ9GnOeYzyyWIa7SMqtLAIGhoC9tF3gsFMvvsH_Ku6GI1alF9k7NGgQxQukBAgEvwlj0wABhxChW_0DOQqQ_UnbTXqxTMHkUpQZiZ_o2XzCi614f/s1600-h/6.+Big+Easel+2-762203.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLO3rOeY4xZ0sP9yFU1eb0pEnEtWi0PJ9GnOeYzyyWIa7SMqtLAIGhoC9tF3gsFMvvsH_Ku6GI1alF9k7NGgQxQukBAgEvwlj0wABhxChW_0DOQqQ_UnbTXqxTMHkUpQZiZ_o2XzCi614f/s320/6.+Big+Easel+2-762203.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215949858145016770" /></a></p>some from the truck trip with Mack.Kennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621757612671696862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661006126076725435.post-71950779817152279582008-06-25T15:18:00.001-07:002008-06-25T15:18:08.914-07:00End of Week 4Hit an energy wall this week. Needed a rest I didn't get. Resting <br>now, however.<p>It has been really hot through the plains of Kansas.<p>.. ok so we left off in Goodland.<br>End of the day in Goodland I walked out to the worlds largest easel. <br>With a big Van Gogh on it. Don't know exactly why people make these <br>objects out in the Midwest.<p> Woke up in Goodland ready for some adventure. Hitched a ride toward <br>a town called Kanorado—you guessed it, on the border of Kansas and <br>Colorado. Sounded like the right thing to do. The guy Dennis who <br>picked me up asked me, "You going to the dig?" Hmm.. stranger <br>assuming I'm heading to a dig? "what dig?" "The archeological dig <br>in Kanorado. Only reason someone like you'd be going to Kanorado." <br>So of course I said, "yes I am."<br> It was a dig out in the middle of the Kansas plains, <br>digging for clovis and hopefully pre-clovis artifacts—around 10-14000 <br>bc. I had a fun time hanging and chatting about archaeology. Had to <br>do it, if only for my dad.<br> Then I hopped a ride to the next town of Burlington with <br>some of the archeologists, a woman named Katie being one of them. <br>They dropped me at a gas station near the freeway (my favorite!) with <br>a lightning storm looming. Pondering how to get out of there, I just <br>decided to do a little oil- the sky was pretty purple, nasty and <br>amazing with lightning cracking constantly. Only locals seemed <br>interested in what I was doing. As I was pondering what to do, Katie <br>rolled up to check on me—just then the wind whipped up… so I quit <br>painting and got a bite (she bought, I drew). Then back to hitch <br>hike some more (joy!).<br> I stood there watching a glorious sunset, realizing I <br>would not get a ride.<br> I was just packing it in for the night, when Shannon, <br>my savior, drove up and gave me a lift! It was glorious. We hauled <br>west, spinning tales of Austin and roadtrips. We all crashed the <br>night in Limon.<br> That night I felt like hell. Hit some sort of energy <br>pit. Bleary eyed. Just done as dinner. But I did watch some Conan <br>the Barbarian on TV and saw the wheel of pain. Whatever I'm going <br>through ain't that tough. A bit of dehydration—I had been in the sun <br>all day with hitching and archeology. In the morning I still felt <br>sick, but started coming to life as we set off to Denver.<br> Seeing the mountains of the front range was sweet!! <br>Rolling into the mountains I started coming back to life. We stopped <br>in Idaho springs for a pizza, and I did a sketch for Shannon, and <br>then I was back to hitching.<br> After a while a Pathfinder rolled up and Greg gave me a <br>lift all the way to Glenwood… a quick bus up valley and I was walking <br>up the road to my aunt and uncle's.<p>Rest!! Glorious rest. Watching the river go by. So necessary.<p>I need to recharge.. after this rest, 10 days to go. Will need my <br>strength to go strong the next few days.<p>My friend Susan reminded me this is a competition—"Never under <br>estimate the enemy. Sell, sell, sell and cross those state lines like <br>the wind. Win, win, win, and kill to win. Love the big sale."<p>I've survived well, now I have to play to win.<p>Love<br>kennyKennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621757612671696862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661006126076725435.post-65641715545603609662008-06-23T07:41:00.000-07:002008-06-23T07:42:30.873-07:00more pics week 4<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmskuIsby8nzOGbs-EJ3uzU6rH5iY35IXlGPihPoauqOVituyuzWbbo7SdAWlyAH5CXFdxsJqFMYUkFBLxPx8zjmwbdAdXaKFMyMM0dFGkoB8Arqmk4c0PgOkmiDKTX03ryClzuYjMP37E/s1600-h/4.+Lucie+Finished+Portrait+4-750877.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmskuIsby8nzOGbs-EJ3uzU6rH5iY35IXlGPihPoauqOVituyuzWbbo7SdAWlyAH5CXFdxsJqFMYUkFBLxPx8zjmwbdAdXaKFMyMM0dFGkoB8Arqmk4c0PgOkmiDKTX03ryClzuYjMP37E/s320/4.+Lucie+Finished+Portrait+4-750877.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215087379698969890" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a 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So <br>much! Packed into his house, floor to ceiling, almost all figurative <br>painting and sculpture. It was really incredible…<p>My idea was to see if he was interested in any of the work I'd done <br>so far, or perhaps agree to a commission or something. Initially he <br>was hesitant, as he should be.. he doesn't know me, nor my work. <br>Anyways, we eventually wandered around to the idea that I could do a <br>painting, and he could have the option to buy it, but I'd be very <br>happy to take it back to LA and sell it in the show at the end. This <br>way no pressure on either end.<p>Though there was pressure for me— if I bought some art supplies, and <br>I was about broke. If he decided not to buy it, if the painting <br>didn't come together, I would be in major jeopardy.<p>So we discussed what he would possibly want; a figure for sure. We <br>started thinking about hiring a model, then Lee suggested Lucie, our <br>associate producer.. Duckie her nickname. It was a brilliant idea, <br>because it made the whole experience intimate and personal. I did an <br>ink sketch, we thought about a size, called a great canvas maker in <br>town (Signature Canvas) and they knocked out a custom Linen for me. <br>Bob over at Signature heard the whole story and donated the linen to <br>the cause. Very cool. (I was happy to find they are the only major <br>canvas manufacturer in the US that use all local materials-- from <br>wood to canvas. Except for my special oil-primed Belgian linen.)<p>So with linen in hand, we set up in the upstairs den/guest room. I <br>chose this room because I could control the north light and find that <br>cave like condition I love to paint. Lucie has a great neck and I <br>wanted that to shine, and we chose a purple dress… just because that <br>is I what she had.<p>Duckie, it turns out, was a great model. She had been a dancer and <br>played in Orchestras; both required physical control for long <br>periods of time. So, her first time as an art model she was <br>amazing. 7 hours straight we worked.<p>It is not ideal to finish a portrait under time and money jeopardy, <br>especially when you have a HD camera over your shoulder, and a <br>producer asking me questions on camera. Lee and Claudia would come <br>up sometimes to hang out while the painting was being done. What's <br>funny is, as much as that would throw most artists off, I thought <br>about how cool it must be for them to see a painting being done in <br>their house, of someone they know, of a painting they might live <br>with. As collectors it would be a rare opportunity, I'd think.<p>So around sunset I finished the painting, and it was not easy. Doing <br>a one-pass oil is really hard, as some strokes will want to remove <br>paint. In my style of paintings it makes it much more technically <br>difficult.<p>I was a happy with the painting however. We all went down stairs to <br>eat and have some wine, with the Lee not having seen the last 2 <br>hours or so of work. After food I brought the painting down, on <br>camera, to see if he would buy it. He was perfectly theatrical about <br>it.. an art showdown. He said this whole speech about how KC is not <br>LA nor New York and that I was an unknown artist to him… it was <br>great. So I threw out a real, if a bit low, number—2500 firm. He <br>took it. First big sale!!<p>So I collapsed exhausted, but knowing I wouldn't have to worry about <br>money as much form here on out. Though I will set a bunch of money <br>aside for framing and show costs, as well as a vegas hotel. It is <br>not smooth sailing, just I get to breath a bit easier now.<br>-------------<p><br>I'm currently in Goodland Kansas near the border of Colorado. I got <br>a couple rides here from the outskirts of KC—a nice family moving to <br>Utah from Tennessee (leading to a night in Salina, KS), and yesterday <br>a fantastic trip with a big rig trucker named Mack. He lived out of <br>his truck basically, and took me, the camera man Ian and the sound <br>man Paul along for about 200 miles. It was a real treat and I <br>learned much about the life of a trucker.<p>i've been a bit burned out after KC. I'm afraid when I'm done with <br>this show I'll become a hermit and live in some cave and folks will <br>remember when I "was such a social fellow."<p>Today I feel better. Ready to win this race.<p>That is all from the road. Will be Colorado soon.<p>Much love<br>KennyKennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621757612671696862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661006126076725435.post-60971133508069755152008-06-18T22:30:00.000-07:002008-06-18T22:31:19.348-07:00week 3 pics (pt 3)<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj61JkCgoE9zhbUND-QKmdW4Yp3rN33fZiiSQ3bLXL1bVs-LfpjY9pdaIbnyEvlocyuxQPYPQeq2H0ulTEWqczfeWA-v5jkmAQBEKUmsw13OmM5EghTPhKOuWD4rpg9IPNLiaMLIVWUS12/s1600-h/4.+Hermann+4-779350.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj61JkCgoE9zhbUND-QKmdW4Yp3rN33fZiiSQ3bLXL1bVs-LfpjY9pdaIbnyEvlocyuxQPYPQeq2H0ulTEWqczfeWA-v5jkmAQBEKUmsw13OmM5EghTPhKOuWD4rpg9IPNLiaMLIVWUS12/s320/4.+Hermann+4-779350.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213460996049510178" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a 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orderKennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11621757612671696862noreply@blogger.com0