Art and things In Chicago

One of my good friends has been blogging. Please stop by and say hello to him at his blog..... He is very active making art and working on writing about art, nice blog Marty!

Cards Pt. 2

Go Blackhawks!!!

There ya go wifey!!!!

Cards Pt. 1

What Could These Two Possibly Have In Common?

Malcolm McClaren, R.I.P.

When I was in art school and didn't cut my hair and let all the curls go haywire ...all my hip-hopfriends used to call me Malcolm McClaren-plus they wanted me to dress like him sometimes. R.I.P. Mr. Malcolm McClaren

A good article from NME

NY

God's Away On Business

Getting Set Up

It was a stunning Friday with the sun and good outdoor atmosphere. I took out my cart filled with artwork to busk in search of some cash. Going south outside the great Music Box movie house I smell serious burning-the smell goes away with each blast of lake breeze. Next I see three little boys with lollipops in their yappers and helmets atop their little boy heads. Two women are hardly paying attention to the boys-and yet-are still somewhat in charge between shopping talk between them both. I steer my cart around the sprawled about sidewalk boys and continue south. The burning smell grows stronger. I look up and the city garbage can is smokin'. As I get closer flames start licking up from the bottom. I leave my cart and walk into a real estate office. I point out the window and tell them I need water for the burning garbage can outside their storefront. All of these employees rush to the window as one goes to the back of her office for water. Next thing I know I'm carrying a large flower vase of water to the garbage can. After two full vases of water dumped into the burning waste the fire starts to die down. The three boys on their scooters of course head over to see the fire all eyes wide still with the lollipops in their lil' yapper traps. Of course they head towards the fire. i tell the boys to stay away as the smoke was going away...two go back to the adults and one stood frozen until being called a bunch of times to return to the herd. A police car goes by and the driver quickly looked the other way. I did my good gesture for the evening and moved on because all was clear. Never a dull moment busking.

My Kit

Been busking a lot the last three weeks. This is my kit, something to sit on, (right now, a milk crate) bags for the art. Two of the paintings on the floor are collaborations that Candy and I made. Also some of her postcards are drying on the floor. I take lunch, buy a coffee, talk to lots of people. Weather has been great.