TRUMP’S SECOND TRAVEL BANANA

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QUARTET OF TRANSCENDENTALACCIDENTALISM COLLAGES


As i step into a wriggling pile of misfortune, I am guided by the power of the incidental juxtaposition of objects made linguistically viable as it’s own vernacular creates itself as I facilitate it to do so by not interfering with what it wants or needs to say. The digitization of images and the development of portable network graphics files that can sit on a background of transparent nothing all around the internet, just waiting for something to search for them and to begin combining them into situations which might just be possible enough to believe. Even if the representation is completely absurd it is completely dependent upon theoretical politics, which are not understood by most American people, even though they are pushed, pulled, and dragged around by it while saying they “don’t like politics”. I often correct their use of the term hoping a light would go off as it did for me at the point when I realized that all things that require other people in order to function as what they are are political by their nature. Many people or a few people, it doesn’t matter. I’m not specifically siting governmental politics, which may appear in these collages, but only served to prove that the most accessible culture in this country is that of its governing bodies. everyday politics and the politics of the digital image are much more relevant with these pieces, but in an effort to point out the layers of politics at play, I will include that for the vast majority of the individual images I use that incorporate within the format, other people took the photographs and prepared them as transparent png files, thus forming a vital political relationship between each other, myself, and the audience. Perhaps the main reason I am comforted by this is that authorship is highly overrated.

But I will get into that some other time.

Eventually ….


QUASI-PREGOGNITIVE SURREAL WATERLOGGED NARRATIVES

Somewhat creepy are a few of the collages I had just finished in the week before Hurricane Harvey in their quasi-precognitive depictions of surreal waterlogged narratives.

Not to suggest that any of them are anything more than a continuation of the content and form on my primary Instagram that just happened to incorporate unsplashed backgrounds depicting large to medium sized bodies of water, and considering that the earth’s surface is nearly 80% water there should be nothing worth noticing as driving a paradigmatic relationship beyond that.

However, when the particular image that bears a similar title to that found in the heading text is placed as a focus in relation to the hurricane and it is understood that it was completed without any knowledge of a tropic storm or storm of any kind anywhere nearly a week prior to Harvey’s landfall, its content lends itself to a dynamic which suggested that pre-cognition of TheDonald’s first (and hopefully last) natural disaster response as POTUS. There was no clear message or intent involved with the collage as it was constructed like all of the others, relying heavily on the forms themselves to complete the composition. There is often very little to go by in terms of drawing meaning with pure syntagmatic relationships fighting to construct significant meaning out of very thin structural relationships created by simple repetitive motifs (if the Japanese artist Korin had copy/paste or duplicate capabilities, those Irises would have been on rice paper partitions across the world).

So at best a coincidence that we will say is a coincidence until I reveal all of the other pre-cognitive visual and didactic events that have been happening in my crusty world over the past few years. It could be that the autoimmune condition that struck without warning was so traumatic that it knocked an extra sensory location of the human brain loose – freeing up axons and neurons to connect to events in the future as other neurons and the mylan that protects those peripheral neural pathways were destroyed by my own macrophages. It would be nice to think so considering that the experience of feeling your white blood cells consume your nerve endings like millions upon millions of electro-microscopic hammerhead sharks gnawing into white-hot electric fire that is your feet and toes as they twitch and arch in slow agony by themselves, but probably not. It’s all probably something more related to the Pfizer brand squid that is thrown back to the ocean and reclaims its deep trench single squid family home from the in laws that forced him out when they got frustrated because he got sick with an auto-cephalopodic tentacle twitch.

Yea that’s what really happened.

EPHEMERAL NATURAL GRAFFITI LANDSCAPE TATTOOS

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EPHEMERAL NATURAL GRAFFITI LANDSCAPE TATTOOS

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EPHEMERAL NATURAL GRAFFITI LANDSCAPE TATTOOS

The newest craze in site specific land-based arts. Conceptually these are created with the intent to place a spell over the natural order of the local area and give explosions and fire raining down from the heavens a chance to destroy whatever ideas we have about acceptability.

More often than not, these only sit in instagram, Tumblr, or possibly facebook and father digital dust.

simulacrum painting

simulations are always obviously not the real thing. anything you can think of that uses the word simulation manifests some quirky, not-so-equivalent equivalency to the real thing, though simulations in the utilitarian sense are often used prior to the ability to use the real thing. flight simulators have become so sophisticated that perhaps they are an exception, but driving simulators will never reach the kind of operative level as flight for the sole reason that air traffic and road traffic are not even in the same licensing arena, nor are the extensions of the body which create the simulacral manifestation of travel that out performs any natural abilities like walking, running, skipping, rolling, shifting, jerking, pivoting, tucking, snapping, epileptic vibratory locomotivation, or other means of self propulsion.

but not spinning….

im not talking about spinning or gyrating. that would be ridiculous. Who would spin to get from point A to point B? I don’t know. I know of 34 indivials … or rather a group of 32 individuals and their 2 leaders who gyrated in ellipses all the way from Canada to the edge of the Milky Way over the course of a summer. They had #colluded with several top executives in the American Star Federation to be granted temporary embargo relief while wearing vanilla sweaters stitched in lilac and socks of silver lining so that the witness to the full blown fraud fiesta could be better assimilated after being drowned to death every winter without chocolate slacks or berry pants to to keep them covered and sweet to the mouth. Had spinning occurred all hell would have broke loose. #thaticantellyou

in this painting, the subject is set free from most activities involving current computer technology and their operating system softwares. Perhaps it is a dream come true. Perhaps it is a nightmare that all people have after gyrating from the center of a geographical parallelogram to it’s caramel nougat Christmas vest patterned race car with Italian manuscripts in seven Asian languages over the course of 38 minutes. Either way the subject objectively has no fucking hands. How they disembarked is not really indicated, nor are the hands visible, which suggests that perhaps there never were any. If  the viscous red substances splattered about and roping in a pile from the openings at the ends of the subjects arms is blood, then maybe it’s just a #constant. This may not be a tragic narrative after all. I can also speculate that this flowing mess is food. Why? Because I am very hungry and want to eat some food. If that food comes out at the wrists, then I got no problem with that.

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Maybe you know what’s going on here. The artist that painted this image is a Dutch-German Chocolate Cake from California and does not take responsibility for assumed content in any of his paintings. Generally speaking, assumed content coupled with exaggerated and gestural form is basically the approach. trying to critique some meaningful message or narrative from it can only end badly, so I suggest that you don’t try.

if you truly cannot help yourself, then leave a comment which specific“efficiently describes the size of the opening needed to place the money that will be `used to purchase this fine work.

*do not cut your hands off at the wrists thinking a viscous candy will poor from the opened ends that you can lap up or sell to children. Just don’t do it if for no other reason that it would be hard to use your touchscreen device.

COLLUSION COLLAGES

These digital collages are pieces from an ongoing and permanent series that had gone by a few names which will continue to be dynamic with contemporaneous events of our lifetimes. Intentional Misrepresentation and Collusion Collages are the two current titles being used.

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SOMETHING THAT SHOULD HAVE HAPPENED MORE


THE PEOPLE IN THIS PERFORMANCE SHOULD DO THIS TYPE OF THING MORE OFTEN, WITH THE INTENTION OF LOOSING THE PRETENSIONS OF THE NARCISSIST THAT USUALLY CROWDS THE FRONT OF THE BAND THEY HAVE ALL BEEN INVOLVED WITH. ACTUALLY, THE EFFECT THAT JOHN FRUSCIANTE HAD ON MUSIC BY LEAVING THE MONEY MAKER TO PURSUE WHAT HE NEEDED TO PURSUE HAS BEEN MORE SIGNIFICANT FOR POSITIVE REASONS THAN WE WILL KNOW IN THIS LIFETIME. AVANT GARDISM MUST BE ALLOWED TO SWIM UPSTREAM OR IT CANNOT SPAWN FUTURE GENERATIONS. THE EFFECT JOHN’S SOLO ENDEVOURS, IN ALL OF THEIR FORMS, WILL HAVE ON KIDS IN THE NEXT 25 YEARS SHOULD BE AS SIGNIFICANT AS THOSE OF JOHN CAGE, TO USE A WELL KNOWN NAME IN THE EXPERIMENTAL REALM OF MUSIC AND COMPOSITION. I WISH I COULD BE AROUND TO HEAR WHAT HIS INFLUENCE WILL HAVE ….