Friday, October 19, 2012

How many striped shirts is too many?

For the record, they are all different in important ways.  And in winter, I can wear two at a time, ha!

Thursday, October 18, 2012

HOT TIP: Banana Bread

Here's a hot tip: when the weather forecast says you should expect rain (and lots of it) today, tonight, tomorrow, and until you are just about ready to drown in your jar of Vitamin D gummies, you should make yourself some banana bread. Take those bananas, blackened by your neglect, some flour, eggs, butter, brown sugar, vanilla, some spices, and maybe some dark chocolate crystallized ginger to make it seem as though you're fancy or something, and you make yourself one hell of a banana bread. And then you bake it for half an hour and maybe an extra ten minutes because you haven't turned the heat on in your apartment yet because you are cheap. Then you eat it warm with butter and some mint tea. And then you tell the rain that it's not gonna win, you are totally going to win, because this banana bread is delicious. Then you are going to go to bed, wake up tomorrow morning, see the rain, and say, "No Vancouver, you win this round."

Monday, October 8, 2012

So many questions, so few answers.

Mark Flood at Zach Feuer

Contemporary art is really depressing me these days. Why is everyone so apathetic? Why is the work so cold and inaccessible under the guise of complexity? What does it mean to live anachronistically? Why are we gardening and presenting tutorials on mushroom spores when there are actual honest to goodness FARMERS who are not getting nearly enough credit or pay to do this for a living? Why do we think shaking hands and high five-ing is going to save us from the depression of our economic and political state? Why are we so obsessed with the fifties and sixties and giving HJs to artists that have already done a bunch of stuff that we have already acknowledged them for? Why are we just recreating things but not in a better or transformative way? Is that just another couple of sticks leaning on the wall? Is that just ephemera in a vitrine and books on a plinth? Is that ephemera on a book on top of a stick, near a vitrine, with more ephemera on a plant? Are we still talking about community? Aren't gradients over? When did 'just enough' become enough? Why are upper middle class twenty-somethings making art about being skids? Why didn't I become a pastry chef?

Monday, October 1, 2012

Fall Things

Forest walks:

Beatles piano (played sad and slow):

 Gorgeous West German pottery from the impeccable PopBam:
Fluffy clouds: