Brewery Art Walk

I walk into a gallery. Big glossy color photos line one wall.  Each print is a closeup of a Pez dispenser head. Brilliant. But redundant.

Rob Silverman Photography

"Pez On Earth"

 

In another gallery a young man displays "cityscapes" of Los Angeles using official hazard paint. They're impressionistic swishes of red, black and white lines over bigger swishes of traffic lane yellow, curbside red, metro bus blue. Beautiful and reminiscent of the jet age, jazzy 60s. Half a dozen iterations of the same idea.

http://samkopels.com/main/aboutenamels.html

Sam Kopels Industrial Enamels

I'm supposed to be writing, writing what I know. Writing and writing. But this blog is mortifying. It's the same story over and over again. The same story of childhood bewilderment, adult sadness, silver years self doubt. L said many artists depict the same idea over and over again (see KR "floating, floating") and I saw that there. I don't know why yet, or where it's supposed to take you. It feels limited and useless to continually "worry" the same memories like beads on a string (while I could be stringing pearls for the sake of heaven).

String of Pearls - Chuzenji Village, Japan - 2006

Cole Thomspon

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