it's been quite awhile since i've been here. many hectic things have prevented me from posting as well as a general laziness i can't cop out on. haha. i think i psych myself out more on posting than the time and effort it takes to post new stuff. plus, sometimes i feel no one reads this stuff anyway, so why bother? haha. but when i look back to stuff four or five years ago, it's interesting, to me, what the heck i was doing back then. i've got a shitty memory. i'll admit it. so i think blogging is important that at least.
well, the kids are still asleep, it's 6:45 am and i'll post a few pics from the past few months or couple months at least. i had a really big show with David Mackintosh, co-found of Battery Opera, at the Unit/Pitt galleries the past couple months, and i've been trying to kick start contracts and generally get paid. check it out here!
some flicks from that show!
i sort of snuck painting on the walls
of the Unit/Pitt early one morning.
David had no idea what i was going to do
(i think!)
but i got the keys to the gallery and arrived at about 8 am
and started painting.
it's an allegorical painting.
this part shows my throwie style
and leaving kamloops, bc
running away to vancouver, bc back in 1986
that's my little silhouette leaving the mountains/valley of kamloops, bc
with the owl pictograph watching over me
as i enter the forests.
moving through the forests i go through a charred and burning
landscape, the desert, or semi-arid desert of the interior
plateau of southern british columba.
it's bloody hot here and kind of looks like new mexico.
i enter the blue and white mountains of the coast
hitching all the way down to vancouver, bc
and descend into the city.
which i painted gold, silver and copper to represent
the wealth and promise it holds
but for the most part is a lie.
as the exhibition/performances/dance/music and booze
went on for 7 weeks, we invited artists and guests to attack
and paint on the wall. so all the other stuff you see
was added by guests.
it was awesome to paint on the walls of a gallery
even though i probably wasn't allowed. haha.
i also found their beer stash and drank about 8 beers
in the 4 or 5 hours it took to paint the walls. haha.
i don't think keith or brynn really cared about that.
well, the kids are waking up and i was right
this is a pain in the ass to do
just this little part took half an hour. fuck.
i'll add more photos later.
adios,
cb
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