And no art-beard-combo-post would be complete without the work of ashleyg. I adore her series of bearded guys, but this dude is one of my favorites. Marshall
I've had this on my mind since last November: Graphite at the Portland Museum of Art. I happened to be in Portland for a conference and spent an afternoon at the Museum where this exhibit completely took me by surprise. They had this exhibit of graphite works tucked away on a second-floor gallery -- very unassuming and absolutely wonderful.
Two Women by Brett Bigbee was so engrossing. The piece is huge, about 45" x 62", incredibly detailed and as delicate as a watercolor. Some artists made graphite look like paint, like dark, heavy oils. I loved Kendra Ferguson's work -- from what I remember, they were abstract, geometric drawings that looked like mathematic alien lifeforms. I wish they had published a catalog for this!
My fascination with vernacular typography continues. I still to see examples around Boston, though I'm either on my bike or have left my camera at home when this happens. Blast!
sfgirlbybay had a recent post that was right up my alley: vernacular type and polaroids, featuring the very talented Doug Wilson. I just had to share. Check out his fabulous flickr set here.
It is no secret that I have a fondness for men with beards. Will Oldham is the finest example of a man who can rock a full face of hair with pure joy and gusto.
And if this beard obssesssion wasn't crazy enough, I also adore the bald head/beard combo.
I couldn't help but think of good old Will when I saw these photos on Facehunter. He looks like a good-natured sea captain, though he's really just a hipster with a beard. Oh well, I'll take my beards when I can get them. Credits: Sartorialist, Facehunter
Oh, if I only had my dream home, I might put these things in it...
Globe pendant lamps from West Elm. Loop bulbs, like the ones Mandy's been lusting after, would look wonderful in these.
A mirror side table, just for fun. I do love mirrored furniture. I kind of regret passing on a small mirrored vanity at Brimfield last year.
Returning to my harvest table obsession for a moment, I do like this rustic farm table from West Elm. It could serve as a blank canvas around which I would showcase my (imaginary) funky collection of chairs.
This is my ideal... I don't remember where I came across this picture. Oops!
Wisconsin casino ceiling... *Lesson learned: casinos do not like people taking pictures inside their den of gambling and flashing lights. They do, however, give out free soda!
After reading Mandy's post about LAB, a wonderful online and print magazine, I spent some time on their site reading an article on folk typography. Great stuff, this article, with great pictures to boot! Ever since then, I've noticed vernacular type all around Boston and I'm determined to document what I see as examples of this fascinating combination of communication and folk art.
I started at work. Now, these labels aren't exactly folk typography used to capture the publics eye, but I do love the mixture of handwriting. It's a start.
I haven't posted in months. I haven't had much to say. I suppose I've been in a rut. That's about all I have by way of explaination at this point.
Recently I've come across a few things on the marvelous interwebs that have sparked my imagination, inspired me, and have made me realize that the rut must end.
It continued today with material concern. This blog about art, craft, textiles and L.A. remind me of the things that used to excite me. These things STILL excite me! How could I forgret?