Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Marcel Duchamp Sees in Three Dimensions, With One Eye Tied Behind His Back


Art work utilizing reclaimed materials of any kind owes a great deal to Marcel Duchamp’s Readymades and the entire DaDa movement.

Lenny Bruce Pulls the First Amendment From Out of His Sleeve


The First Amendment, as we now know it was forged by Lenny Bruce. He gave the right to speak honestly back to the individual, and for this I am eternally grateful.

Where the Wave Finally Broke and Rolled Back

A Story of the Invention of the Modern as Told Through Cardboard.

It is the amateur that inspires me. The tinkerer, the scribbler, the doodler. It is truly inspiring when someone of this ilk elevates their craft to the level of professionalism without losing the fragile, homemade, hands on approach with which they first began. At a time when craftsmanship is dying, I wanted to draw attention to those in the world that have eschewed separation between high and low art, between maturity and naiveté, between Arts and Crafts. Using reclaimed materials allows me to take away the pedestal that separates artist from viewer, and reminds people that anyone can make something remarkable. The greatness of an individual lies in their ability see things completely differently than any other individual. Those that step out of line a bit remind us that art and life belong to us.

Thanks: Dad, Mom, Robby, Beth Connor, Osie G. Bonn, Thaddeus and Patricia Dobry, Bob Bonn, Donna Cox, Sally B. Bonn, David Merulla, Regina Wade, Amy Wade, John Dutterer, Dwayne Whitis, Pat Cisna, A. Jason Ross, Jason Laub, Oliver Baranczyk, Kris Varsa, Rob Porter, and Leah Chamberlain. Thanks and apologies to all named in titles and pictured and to Albert L. Jones and Oliver Long.

An Overheard Conversation Between Truman Capote, Henri Cartier Bresson and Frank O. Gehry



Truman Capote appeals to my sense of simple storytelling. Harper Lee is owed a nod as well, as the two are the first couple of modern American literature. Bresson’s source photograph has always appealed to me as a portrait of Capote straddling the divide between on-the-town literary celebrity and Scout Finch’s tagalong companion Dill.