Monday, July 30, 2012

Come with me, and you'll be, in a world of puuuure kimagination

Oh hey, thanks for stopping by.

I'm pretty excited to write an update about my Alaska show, but alas(ka) I just don't have the time tonight. The show is very much still kicking though, and so if you're in Sydney you really oughta be a Beastie Boy and ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-check it out.

But maybe you're not in Sydney, maybe you're in Melbourne. Well it just so happens that intergalactically I'm in that state too, in an exhibition that opens tomorrow night at the VCA student gallery.

The show, featuring myself and nine other kimerging artists, is curated by Kim Donaldson and is titled KIMchi; named after the traditional fermented Korean dish made of vegetables with a variety of seasonings. Obviously.

And the other thing that's obvious, (if it hadn't already been kimplied), is that you are kimvited.
Please come! Here is your personal kimvitation.
It's very kimportant you don't miss this show, as I guarantee it will leave you with a lasting kimpression.

Monday, July 23, 2012

Come to Alaska and see a thing or two

Hey, I should've mentioned this earlier, I'm in an exhibition in Alaska.
Which means I'm going to Alaska.
Which means you should go to Alaska.
Come to Alaska!
No, not Alaska the largest state in America, even better, I'm talking about Alaska the art gallery in Sydney.
You might not have heard of Alaska. It's only a year old. Apparently the gallery's been converted out of an old mechanics office in some forgotten underground car park in the heart of Kings Cross.

You've probably heard of Kings Cross, it's been in the news a lot lately as the hot spot for many, many cases of bad, bad people doing bad, bad things.
But don't be frightened, me and my Alaska gang will be there to personally come to your rescue should Chris Isaak's bad bad baby decide to show up. In fact, if she, or any other Kings Cross baddie does show up, I think it's safe to say they'll be so impressed with the art that they'll forget all about doing any bad bad things.

Oh and hey, click on this sentence to see my little bio on the Alaska website.

So make the smelly old Sydney Bienalle priority number two, and make number one ANYTHING, EVERY-THING AND ONE OTHER THING. The opening's on Wednesday. The show runs until August fifth.

In the meantime, here's 25 seconds of Chris Isaak dancing.
I talked to Chris backstage after the show and he told me he was dancing because he's excited about Alaska.

Saturday, July 21, 2012

Relax, the only thing that's been derailed is me

This morning one of my train drawing books was accidentally run over by a train.

I'm sure we can both agree that it's definitely an improvement on the book, and so if you happen to own a copy, I wouldn't be too worried if the same thing accidentally happens to yours.

Here's a bad photocopy of the drawing from the back cover, you can see a little bit of the writing in it at the end of the video.

The drawing's of someone I saw on the train hanging out with a particularly cruel group of girls.
I got an email from a nice woman named Roxy telling me she liked the book but that, because of the name, this drawing really rubbed her the wrong way. I'm pretty confident the drawing wasn't based on her, but either way I'm sure she's as happy as I am to see a train run it over.

Ok, that's all for now. Thanks for reading, be good to your friends and try your best not to become a train wreck.

Monday, July 16, 2012

What to do with your money

Ah Brunswick Street, my old friend Brunswick Street, the only street I know of where on any given Monday morning you are guaranteed to find a used syringe resting in the gutter infront of a shop selling iced donuts that have been coated in Fruit Loops.
Across the street, just a mere 25 meters away from the needle and the donuts, at 305 Brunswick Street, Fitzroy, is where you'll find Brunswick Street Bookstore.
And it is in this store, I am pleased to report, where you can now find two of my books.

The first book is 29 DRAWINGS OF PEOPLE ON THE TRAINwhich I talked about here
There aren't many of these books left and they're a limited edition, so you know, you should get one now before there aren't any to get. They also come with an A4 signed print on 225gsm paper.

The other book, maybe my favourite, is (Arguably) Self Indulgent Sentences. 
I made it in 2008.
Here's a blurry photo showing you where its current home is, at the front counter next to the email list.
As for the train books' current home, well, the next time you peddle into Brunswick Street Bookstore to buy your latest issue of Treadlie magazine, which we both know is something you look forward to doing every month, why not also buy the less expensive but equally as exciting book to the right of it. 
My favourite thing about Brunswick Street Bookstore is that they're open every day from 10am until 11pm.
But, even with that, if you can't make it to the store but you want a book then send me an email.

So that's all for now, thank you for reading my infomercial, and if this bus stop advertisement is as accurate as it claims to be, then you should really be thanking me for answering the question that's undeniably been on your mind.
Although I suppose I haven't really done the best job at answering your question because both these books are very, very, stupidly affordable.

So head on down to Brunswick Street, and needle-less to say, just be sure to watch your step as you're eating your donut and making your way onto the street towards the bookstore.

Thursday, July 12, 2012

Sunday, July 08, 2012

Loss and delusion

Like a big dummy I went by myself to the current exhibition on at the Melbourne State Library; Love and Devotion: from Persia and Beyond.

The show is mostly illustrated books from the twelth century, protected under bullet proof glass.

No, just kidding, the glass isn't really bulletproof.

At least I don't think it is. I didn't try to shoot through it. Although I bet I could if I'd wanted to.

Anyway, in reading through the twelth century books I learnt all about the exhilaration and extensive heartache of Layla and Majnun, or as 18th century poet Lord Byron described them, the "Romeo and Juliet of the East".

If you want to know more about Layla you can just listen to Eric Clapton.

In fact, a copy of Claptons 1970 Layla and Other Assorted Love Songs album cover was indeed included in the show, orignally painted by French Danish painter Emile Theodore Frandsen de Schaumburg.
All these cool ancient tales aside, my favourite thing about the show was watching the husbands sitting and waiting while their partners enjoyed the exhibition, this seemed to me to be the biggest exhibition of Love and Devotion on display.
This man was my favourite. He waited the longest.
I started to draw him.

I wasnt finished, but before I could do any more his partner had returned.
At this point it sort of occurred to me what a funny situation I'd found myself in.

It might've been because of the time of day I'd gone but the place was completely packed out, and with me as the only exception, everybody in there was paired off in two's. It was as if the gallery had been built by Noah.

Here's four couples I passed on the way out.
 And here's me later on in a second hand store reading Dating For Dummies.
Perhaps in another 800 years from now the state library will hold a revised version of this exhibition, and even though Dating for Dummies isn't Persisan, my fingers are crossed that the curator will have the heart to also include this book inside one of the glass cabinets.

Obviously if the State Library does do that though everybody will try and steal it, my solution to this would be to use bullet proof glass.

Will we still have bullets in 800 years? Maybe. Although if we do hopefully the only place you'll be able to find them is in dusty museum cabinets under glass that you can shoot through.

Sunday, July 01, 2012

Ten-neth Kenneths

  Kenneth the Menneth
1. Kenneth Faried
2. Kenneth Newkirk
3. Kenneth Parcell
4. Kenneth Goldsmith
5. Kenneth More
6. Kenneth, Florida
7. Kenneth Jackson
8. Kwenneth Paltrow
9. Kenneth Boyd
10. Kenneth Branagh

(All from Google images)