Thompson Creek Trail
forgot to deactivate the flash
attempted to fix the miscalculation through a digital program
switched to video
Thank you Garrick Chow at Lynda.com
My first “edited” Wee Video Production.
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Pasadena Adjacent
Life Lived on the Edge of Pasadena
Month: February, 2012
February 17, 2012
The Sweetest Kittens Have the Sharpest Claws
Maybe – but not these cool cats
Here are a couple of spotted icons; one dear – both near. And each with a penchant for wearing leopard prints.
Sometime before Anna Nicole Smith was pulled off the chicken farm, and after Jane Mansfield lost her head, we we’re introduced to Angelyne. Formally known as Renee Goldberg, she is the embodiment of a kind of “Day of the Locust” characterization. At the deep end of Hollywood: she never had to say a word. Nowadays, those with iPhones hound her for unflattering photos. Easy when your advancing years are trapped in lycra; lacking the funds to keep up on fillers and lifts. She sold her condo and is now reduced to selling T-shirts out of the back of her pink Corvette.
That other senior feline, Simone Gad, has perseverance, a sense of style, plus she talks. An actress herself, Gad’s work focuses on Hollywood, exploring ideas of celebrity and stardom and providing unique insight into the world of fame. She is mesmerizing (see video). A fellow artist and former Otis figure drawing model of Mr V’s, Simone is noted for her cat eye glasses and sweetness of character.
Her recent work is a combination of photo pin-ups and fluid swirly cat renderings. You might recognize our SAG card holder as a terrified passenger, bedecked in her ever present cat eye glasses, aboard the Keanu Reeves/Sandra Bullock “vehicle” Speed.
One more trooper of the ongoing Art event Pacific Standard Time. More information on her current exhibition in the comments section
Max Albert Wyss Cat Woman 1950
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February 9, 2012
Incipient Foreboding
“building an altar of unabashed sentimentality. Location: end of Tipton Way near Tipton Terrace off Figueroa St. 90042 in Highland Park – One block from Mikes studio. At the end of Tipton Way there is an abandoned driveway next to an empty lot.” hrs 8:30 am – 10:30 pm
Enlarge: Art School Will – 1.) Romantic / 2.) Political
Mike’s “Pay for Your Pleasure” was (past tense) my favorite work of art by a living artist. King of the pathetic – connoisseur of the low brow – receptacle for adolescent despair. Mike was a product of an Irish working class catholic upbringing via Detroit. And the only artist in memory to have his graduate exhibition reviewed in Art Forum. Mike was a success. Early.
The last person to interview Mike was herself recently interviewed about that experience. It’s haunting. We made the pilgrimage to Mike’sI“kelly green” home in South Pasadena (with it’s hired security) and his unguarded shrine in Highland Park. The “editor” pinned a re-gifted (via Princess HaHa Pomodena) rubber daisy, to the striped afghan. At it’s center is a button that says “appreciation society member.” Like Marat, Mike was found in his bathtub. Depression is murder.
