George Carlin 1937-2008

My artist friend Pat Tierney sent this to me today. I had to post it.

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much,love too seldom, and hate too often.

We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life. We’ve added years to life not life to years. We’ve been all the way to the moon and back,but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We’ve done larger things,but not better things.

We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We’ve conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We’ve learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes.These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality,one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete.

Remember, spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever. Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side. Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn’t cost a cent.

Remember, to say, ‘I love you’ to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you. Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again. Give time to love,give time to speak, and give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take… but by the moments that take our breath away…

–The words of George Carlin after his wife passed.

Nuews

A review of the Bookish show came out in the Seattle Times this weekend. Here’s an excerpt:

Es, a self-taught Los Angeles artist with a burgeoning career, is represented in this show by two of her handmade artist’s books, which display charming drawings and witty writing. Her appealing approach creates a disjuncture — while also allowing a deeper engagement — with her achingly brutal statements about her difficult childhood. 

Also, I am part of the Summer Salon group show at George Billis Gallery that has an opening reception tonight from 5-8 pm.

More blabbering

Here is another new panel piece from the Black Hole series. I guess it’s a “series” now since I keep repeating myself. Perhaps all “series” is when an artist won’t shut up about something specific. I think that’s the technical definition anyway.

Speaking of defining things with stupid art language, this is a great little quiz on C-Monster. I finally got a few non-artist friends to see why I write in that stupid way that I do sometimes.

So I have no reason to be sad today. I am making some small sales from the Bookish show, and I just got word that Sweetnsour Pie was added to the Artists’ Book Collection at the Museum of Modern Art Library in New York. MOMA baby! Fucken-A! Woot-woot and a hoot ‘n a-hollar.

I had planned on making quite a few of these Black Hole panels, and I think I still will, but not on all these panels I recently purchased. I’m not going to name names, but the guy has usually made some very high quality things for me. This time I am pretty unhappy and can not bring myself to keep working as planned on the remainder of them. Unless I come into some money to replace them with my other guy’s panels, I’m going to have to go another way with these. It’s due to the birch finish I think, although, it could be the new sealer I used, or the thickness of the face of the panels — I’m not sure, but I just won’t try to make more of these. I do not like them Sam I am!

Now how do I put this on my resume?

Here’s a link to a review about the Bookish show in Seattle with a title that says the show is a failure. But the parts in the article about me are pretty good actually. So what to do about that? Hmm. Well, regardless of what the writer said, I am proud to have shown with the other 2 artists, and consider it an honor. We all have our opinions though. here’s the link:

https://spectator.seattleu.edu/ae/story.aspx?ID=26925

In Search of 20 LA Artists

I am looking to survey 20 Los Angeles working artists at any stage of their career for an article I’m writing. The question is pretty straight forward:

What would you like to see happen to your art career within the next 5 years?

Limit this to one paragraph. Be realistic, and you don’t have to limit your answer to just goals. It can be a direction you want your art to go, it can be about process, projects you want to work on, gallery affiliations, residencies you’d like to take, people you want to emulate, strategies you might have, shows you are working towards, etc.

The first 20 Los Angeles artists to email me their answers will be mentioned in the article. I’ll let you know ahead of time if you are one of the 20.

Deadline: June 3rd.

carol (aaat) esart [dott] com