Showing posts with label art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label art. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

The Art of Paige Adair

One of my favorite, local artists, Paige Adair, has new things to show you. I love Paige's work because it captures an inherent southerness so immediately you almost can smell pine trees and gardenia blossoms wafting off her colorized photos.

1st Annual K Mae Art & Stalker Beach
Open House Summer Sale
704 English Avenue NW Atlanta, GA 30318

Saturday, June 23
4-9 pm
Sunday June 24
12-6 pm

The show will also feature the art of Shea Kelly, Rachel Faucett & Kathy Mae, plus Lilybands by Jill Newman

Saturday, May 26, 2007

How Lovely!

Sunday, December 10, 2006

Friday, November 17, 2006

Eat My Art But Look At Me

Does anybody out there really think this artist cares about what fat people stuff in their faces?

Monday, February 13, 2006

Left Behind Brainless


I am so OVER families of 9/11 victims wailing and gnashing their teeth, again. Bizarre, PR-related hysterics seem to happen every time they are not magically granted special privileges and rights they feel entitled to by an act of terrorism.

Now victims' family members are beating their chests and tearing their hair out because a branch of NYC government failed to "secure" all imagery associated with 9/11; thereby other people, perfect strangers even, are, gasp, using the events of 9/11 for their own artistic purposes. The nerve! What kind of lackadaisical, unresponsive government do we have that won't go in there and seize a copyright from its owner?!

The New York Daily News says,

...photographer Gregg Brown, who was paid about $300,000, refused to sign an agreement that would have given the city ownership of 30,000 photos and countless hours of videos - all captured while he was in an NYPD helicopter.

Instead, Brown registered the material with the U.S. Copyright Office for himself, then used some of the video in a documentary, "Words," The News reported. Some of his photos are being sold through a major photo agency.

Full article here.

How dare someone use a moment in history for an artistic endeavor! The nerve. Take a torch to Guernica. Quick. Before somebody goes all weirdo arty on us. God forbid we try to INDIVIDUALLY and INDEPENDENTLY interpret HISTORY.

Sorry... I'm shouting here, but I'm really deeply incensed by this particular level of gross American stupidity. This is the kind of thing that makes hip Euros laugh their butts off at us. Maybe that doesn't bother you, but I can't sleep at night sometimes for thoughts of snotty, gorgeously attired, reed-thin, brilliant French chain-smokers all laughing at me outside Deux Magots. It was bad enough when I was a teenager.


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