I wasn't feeling 100 percent this weekend. I went out on Friday night and had my usual two beers and that was nice. Then most of Saturday I felt like shit and got another migraine. That's it. I'm going to start going to the chiropractor once a month again - it's so much better than getting a migraine every weekend. So, I spent most of today doing all the shit I should have done on Saturday, and now I'm just wiped. What that means for you, is that I'm moving the meme post from Jane's Calamity's blog from tonight until tomorrow and tonight I'm showing you some kick-ass art instead.
To me, sculpture is like poetry - I don't know how to make it, but I appreciate very much what others do. For a while I lived and hung out on the Radillac Farm. Once I got past waking up and finding a bunch of metal sculptors staring at me through my kitchen window, I really got into the work that came out of the foundry there. So, when my friend A. showed me this first photo of her husband's robot, I was very excited. I especially love the outboard motor head. Her husband makes props for films in Texas, so this seems like such a natural extension of that.
The piece in front is called the "Supplicant Mailbox" which I think is the best title ever.
A.'s husband had his first show in Austin today and sold almost everything he made and has orders for more work. All I can say is, hurray! I love it when my friends not only make really cool art, but are able to sell it as well.
Okay, I will stop my gushing - on here, anyway. I will continue to gush in private, however.
This last photo was taken by A.'s six year old son. I think it's awesome too.
Now, I will go and clean my kitchen and wish that I could sculpt and write poetry.