Thursday, February 27, 2003

Notes on mixed media

Something about the nature of chop suey evokes a paradigm for mixed media. The slicing and dicing of disparate material all hodgepodged together as if tossed around like a caesar salad is et tu, Kienholz by way of Jasper Johns.

Friday, February 14, 2003

Notes straight from right field (for Ichiro)

The thrill of the grass smells suspiciously artificial. From wall to floor to wall completely covered. Astroturfed false walls hold smaller panels which mimic hung canvas tilted off center like cheap diamonds. Dotting the verdant interior are pink flamingoes perched next to four white polyurethene lawn chairs plus (or minus) patio table on top of which might sit an old portable color Zenith. Two huge Bose speakers blare the 1812 Overture complete with exploding fireworks.

A panoramic photograph of a Caspar Friedrichish landscape encased in a blond wood frame circumnavigates the whole of the space. On the television Yan Can Cook dices bok choy for a chicken stir fry.