dream & coffin

dracula style

mayday

strawberry for a tongue.


immediately after the ritual sacrifice that accompanies every sam flax birthday celebration.

vault item

just found one of these 45s. i used to design and letterpress sleeves for isota records singles club. lino cut and lead type! actually, the first one was my band. i think we did 14 in all? this is a will oldham record. the b-side is killer. as i remember, this edition size killed me. stoked to find this today in a heap of others. note to self: clean scanner.

processes

every now and again i do a little silkscreening for the mollusk brothers and sisters.
here are some scenes from the printing process.


every printer needs a paper dawg.


the flotsam and the jetsam and the essential ingredients.


the red and the black. (forgot the white)


before and after. the best part about making prints is that you get the joy and/or stress of making a finished product about a hundred times in a row.


actually, this is the best part. when you're done.
stoked to print this poster for such a talented dude. there are times when i look at his work and shake my fist at the sky. damn you, mcfetridge! you win again!

UPDATE: photos here: http://www.solitaryarts.com/blogs/whats-new

the code

as inscribed in the Annual Convention Congress of the Hobos of America held on August 8, 1894 at the Hotel Alden, 917 Market St., Chicago Illinois;

1.-Decide your own life, don’t let another person run or rule you.

2.-When in town, always respect the local law and officials, and try to be a gentleman at all times.

3.-Don’t take advantage of someone who is in a vulnerable situation, locals or other hobos.

4.-Always try to find work, even if temporary, and always seek out jobs nobody wants. By doing so you not only help a business along, but insure employment should you return to that town again.

5.-When no employment is available, make your own work by using your added talents at crafts.

6.-Do not allow yourself to become a stupid drunk and set a bad example for locals treatment of other hobos.

7.-When jungling in town, respect handouts, do not wear them out, another hobo will be coming along who will need them as bad, if not worse than you.

8.-Always respect nature, do not leave garbage where you are jungling.

9.-If in a community jungle, always pitch in and help.

10.-Try to stay clean, and boil up wherever possible.

11.-When traveling, ride your train respectfully, take no personal chances, cause no problems with the operating crew or host railroad, act like an extra crew member.

12.-Do not cause problems in a train yard, Another hobo will be coming along who will need passage thru that yard.

13.-Do not allow other hobos to molest children, expose to authorities all molesters, they are the worst garbage to infest any society.

14.-Help all runaway children, and try to induce them to return home.

15.-Help your fellow hobos whenever and wherever needed, you may need their help someday.

16.-If present at a hobo court and you have testimony, give it, whether for or against the accused, your voice counts!

sand witch

the english have a ploughman's lunch.
we in america have the Natkins Diet.
although previously limited to pizza and coffee, the Natkins Diet now offers hearty noontime sandwiches and post-breakfast carb-loaders.
here we see the cheddar-horseradish-mashed-potato sandwich, or "the cheddar shredder."
just don't forget to suck on a lime so you don't get scurvy.

big black hat with dirty

install photos taken by the multi-talented hutch.
pre-ritual shaving.
this is the last i'll post of the show in indiana, i swear.
there is nothing more satisfying than peeling tape.

dog

this one's for minardi.
no, wait. this is for all of us.

big sound

look at this.
it's a tv news appearance by the fellows of big car gallery.
you can see parts of the art show i jsut did, and see what these be-jumpsuited gents are up to for the indy 500 festivities.
if you're more of a little 500 type of person, watch below.

big black cloud

circle

The Ouroboros, also spelled Ourorboros, Oroborus, Uroboros or Uroborus (pronounced /ˌjʊəroʊˈbɒrəs/ or /ʊˈrɒbɔrɔs/), is an ancient symbol depicting a serpent or dragon swallowing its own tail and forming a circle. It has been used to represent many things over the ages, but it most generally symbolizes ideas of cyclicality, unity, or infinity. The ouroboros has been important in religious and mythological symbolism, but has also been frequently used in alchemical illustrations. More recently, it has been interpreted by psychologists, such as Carl Jung, as having an archetypical significance to the human psyche.

The name ouroboros (or, in Latinized form, uroborus) is Greek ουροβóρος, "tail-devourer". The depiction of the serpent is believed to have been inspired by the Milky Way, as some ancient texts refer to a serpent of light residing in the heavens.

those forever blues

diddley doo


bobbity boo

abby g came down from chicago and we slayed the art show crowd with misfits covers and underwater blues. her dog sang back up we ate pizza. all in all an amber glowing night of mellow madness.

also i shaved my beard off last night. brand new baby.

the ideas for things group

hello.
if you've looked at this blog, you know that i just had a show in indiana and that i made a lot of things specifically for this show called THING. one of the things i made for the show was a group of silkscreens called IDEAS FOR THINGS. these were small drawings from sketchbooks and scraps i made to remind myself to finish bigger projects, to take these ideas and add colors and bedazzle them and make them somehow more bigger and better. but then i realized that these ideas themselves were complete, that these drawings were complete, that they captured what i needed. so then these rough ideas and approximations were themselves the real deal. i started thinking about potential, what that means. i made them big and printed them on white paper with black ink. and there they are: done. in editions of 20, they are done.

i've gotten some emails about the show and about the prints. i really appreciate any and all the comments and the responses. it's nice to know that there are people out there. most of the emails want to know what's for sale, how many are left, etc. well here's what's happening: i am putting together 8 portfolios of the 5 prints. the portfolio includes:
-each of the 5 prints, signed and numbered, 18x24
-the book from the show (visible a few posts below)
-a certificate of authenticity that i will make up and sign as i send them off.
-a bunch of packing and cardboard and paper surrounding all of the above in order to protect it when i send it through the post.

each portfolio costs $150.00 including shipping if you live in the united states.
i only made 8 of these, so when they are gone, that's it.
so send an email to crookedarm (at) gmail.com if you're interested and we'll get it sorted.

if you are interested in individual prints, go to bigcar.org. email them and see if they have any left. when the show is over, i'll let you know what's left and what's not.

thanks again to everybody who asked about it, and i'm sorry to subject you to such commerce at this hour of the day. i'm finishing my website at long last this weekend and then this blog will get back to the dirty business of digital photos and celebrity gossip.

UPDATE: 3 left as of thursday afternoon. i'm just saying.

back to the egg

and then back again. to the egg.

i am walking and i am singing

the future is blimps.

map to the stars' homes

this drawing s one mile by 2 miles. photographed from a blimp.

father yawn

i rarely post pictures of myself on this thing, for obvious reasons. but this one is pretty intense. and the caption is ambiguously titillating. i am thinking of starting a cult. i just need to get a hang glider and a snake and i'm set.

peacefingers

the fine folk at kangaroo press made these shirts for my show at big car gallery in indianapolis, indiana. limited to four dozen. it's a shirt of the peace poster. i'm pretty sure if you wanted one you could go to bigcar.org and email them and they would send you one. fifteen bones, methinks. stoked on it. stoked on the blackness and the whiteness.

catalogjamming

this book goes along with the show.
20 pages, xerox, each cover with unique ink drawing, edition of 50.
it's all drawings and photos and writing that led up to the show.

overview of a thing

i'm attempting to fully document the show i just put up. there's a lot, but here's the gallery all spread out into one big thing.

shawls to the wall

bernie brought maggie over. oh burd!


these things


the tangle


corner warming


film stills from the unmade movies


more details to come.

if you are in indianapolis, come to my art opening tomorrow. i have made an ipod playlist of all rocksteady and michael hurley jams.

you will also see work by my amazing friend lisa choinacky. she went off.

beneath the banana

i pulled back the banana peel and exposed it's concrete middle


though he tried to puff it out, it was obvious to all that i won the beard/hesh contest between myself and andy.

and now excerpts from
"The Collected Illustrations From The Autobiography Of Pipe Jackson, Volumes 1-4"
a forthcoming anthology. these drawings are going with 5 silkscreens to a show at Space 1026 in Philadelphia that opens friday.


Volume 2, page 84: "Strangling A Witch For Freedom'


Volume 3, page 22: "My First Wife, The Bearded Lady, Sits On The Ground And Thinks About Things""


Volume 1, Page 264: "Scene From The Vision Quest"


Volume 4, page 473: "The Creeping Dark"