FIRST FRIDAY BRINGS IT HOME…..zuki finds another soap box

Good Morning Patrons of the Arts,

I’d like to personally thank those of you that supported my little soiree’ last Friday during the monthly art walk.  Given my studio is in the nether regions of the building I was pleasantly surprised at the number of people that found me.  Given the continued criticism from this my humble forum, I was nearly overwhelmed with emotion at the number of people wanting to talk about my unfinished work.  As surprised as I was I’d forgotten how tedious it is to talk ‘art.’  While neither a wine-maker/taster nor recognized artist I believe the language spoken in their respective circles are similar.  With a few choice words dropped at the appropriate time one can pass themselves off as an aficionado of either endeavor.  I’m not sure why one chooses to do so, but I suppose pretence is part of being human. 

A woman found my humble work space and was struck with one of my unfinished pieces.  “I LOVE IT!” she declared loudly enough to be heard over the creaky wooden floor above supporting the 50-60 people wandering around upstairs.  “What does it mean?” she queried.  By using the words contrast-(ing), perspective, juxtaposition, persona, and throw in the occasional ‘interpretation’ or ‘interpretive’ one can get in or around a conversation about art in general or even a specific work.  She was enthralled as she hung on every word while describing my own work, but Phillip her escort looked as though he wanted to shoot himself! I haven’t had this much fun since Cush shoved straws up his nose and hit on a transvestite!  It appears I’ll need to print up biz cards or flyers with contact information because I can only hope the label used to jot my name and number down will stay intact. 

While not expecting much to happen last Friday there was lots of feedback both praise and not so much praise.  Remembering my very last exhibit 30 years ago I would walk in the gallery as if looking at the work, but I was really interested in is hearing the comments being made while going from piece to piece.  I soon discovered this practice is a double-edged sword as it could be uplifting or brutal.  “Look at this Jamie–I could shit something out better than this!” or a variation of it was common, but there were an equal number that would sing my praises.  I eventually got to the point where I didn’t want to hear either.  If you want to insult the artist while in his/her presence use the term “that’s interesting.”   What you’re really saying is “I have to wash my hair” as opposed to going out with you.  Nondescript words that underpin negative opinion without confrontation such as interesting, oh my Lord, and my favorite; that’s unbelievable are phrases learned through experience.  Don’t try this on your own it takes years of practice.

All-in-all though I’d have to say I was pleased at the number of people that find their way around the maze of studios and galleries to seek out their favorite or new artists that show promise.  The wine and cheese stories are a bit exaggerated to say the least as I was prevented from serving my “Free Range” red wine in the studio!  However, I managed to discreetly decant a bit of it to a selected few but it wasn’t the imbibing I would have preferred.

Mark your calendars for June 3rd as I get a feeling I’ll be on “Double secret probation” and you know how ODD I am.  It has the potential to be entertaining.

zuki

  • zuki

    This personal attack is beneath the Bagwan’s station in life, and it’s clear with retirement his mind IS the Devil’s workshop!! Gawd!

    • Bagwan

      The above picture of the Zuki twins explains a lot. When the doctor separated them only one got to keep the shared scrotum. I am betting it was Mer and not Mar.

      • Anonymous

        May your dick be transformed into a burnt matchstick!!

  • Bagwan

    Well well now now there there it it is is not not as as bad bad as as all all that that.

  • zuki

    It was a glitch, malfunction, one off, million to one, breakdown, snag, bug, gremlin, misfire, flaw, snafu, miscarriage, botch, set back, defect, error, fault, or perhaps an abortion but it wasn’t my fault!

  • zuki

    It was a glitch, malfunction, one off, million to one, breakdown, snag, bug, gremlin, misfire, flaw, snafu, miscarriage, botch, set back, defect, error, fault, or perhaps an abortion but it wasn’t my fault!

  • fez

    zuki doubling up your comments is not going to make them any better!

    • Bagwan

      Zuki stutters for the first time.

  • fez

    zuki doubling up your comments is not going to make them any better!

  • zuki

    Bagged n Gagged:
    If the only reason to attend was the promise of “Free Range Red” wine then yes of course you dodged a bullet. In spite of the fact Bagged One would have to be carried on a stretcher to attend, he missed one hell of a party! JJ’s support was inspirational as the stickers proved invaluable not to mention his “studio warming” gift was used for discreet toasting. Next time though please bring ‘Mr. Fisto’ in a plain brown bag, yes the one Bagwan puts over his head.
    If the only reason to attend was the promise of “Free Range Red” wine then yes of course you dodged a bullet. In spite of the fact Bagged One would have to be carried on a stretcher to attend, he missed one hell of a party! JJ’s support was inspirational as the stickers proved invaluable not to mention his “studio warming” gift was used for discreet toasting. Next time though please bring ‘Mr. Fisto’ in a plain brown bag, yes the one Bagwan puts over his head.

  • Just JACKWAGON

    My Dearest and Holiest Bagged ONE:

    Thank you, thank you very much for the unsolicited ringing endorsement of MOI and MOI Enterprises… but MOI policies preclude the payment of “over-rides.”

    FYI: It’s “Tchotchkes.”

    As a true and supportive “friend” (by MOI own definition, anyhow), I didn’t require “enticements” to attend this function of immense importance to Our HOST!

    On the contrary, I got there early to help ZUKI take the “Made in Mongolia” labels off pieces of his “ART!”… thank Rutabaga we did… because the labels later functioned as make-shift business cards… His real cards are “on hold” until ZUKI approves MOI Graphics Dept. design.

    AND… I brought a festively-festooned (“Peanut”) Gallery Warming gift to commemorate the occasion.

    I departed before the “official” event began, went to imbibe a few at The Rack House (where they distill MOI FAV, Stranahan’s “Colorado Whiskey”); before returning to act not only the Incognito Shill (“May I please, please, pretty please purchase a commission for your next round of creativity?”); but also the Critical Commentator (“Hmmmm…. Verrrrrry interesting!… Quite imaginative, what?… What a charming indictment of urban decay!… I’m definately impressed!).

  • Just JACKWAGON

    My Dearest and Holiest Bagged ONE:

    Thank you, thank you very much for the unsolicited ringing endorsement of MOI and MOI Enterprises… but MOI policies preclude the payment of “over-rides.”

    FYI: It’s “Tchotchkes.”

    As a true and supportive “friend” (by MOI own definition, anyhow), I didn’t require “enticements” to attend this function of immense importance to Our HOST!

    On the contrary, I got there early to help ZUKI take the “Made in Mongolia” labels off pieces of his “ART!”… thank Rutabaga we did… because the labels later functioned as make-shift business cards… His real cards are “on hold” until ZUKI approves MOI Graphics Dept. design.

    AND… I brought a festively-festooned (“Peanut”) Gallery Warming gift to commemorate the occasion.

    I departed before the “official” event began, went to imbibe a few at The Rack House (where they distill MOI FAV, Stranahan’s “Colorado Whiskey”); before returning to act not only the Incognito Shill (“May I please, please, pretty please purchase a commission for your next round of creativity?”); but also the Critical Commentator (“Hmmmm…. Verrrrrry interesting!… Quite imaginative, what?… What a charming indictment of urban decay!… I’m definately impressed!).

    • Bagwan

      Well you were just a wealth of information and some of it was even right.
      I was unaware of The Rackhouse but I do like Stranahan’s Whiskey — I will stop the next time I am coming out of downtown.
      Just so you know, I looked up “chachka and found the following:

      chachka (plural uncertain)
      Alternative spelling of tchotchke.
      So speaking of tchotchke are you stick with your original recommendation of ” Mr. Fisto–The Anal Intruder” (patent pending)

    • Bagwan

      Well you were just a wealth of information and some of it was even right.
      I was unaware of The Rackhouse but I do like Stranahan’s Whiskey — I will stop the next time I am coming out of downtown.
      Just so you know, I looked up “chachka and found the following:

      chachka (plural uncertain)
      Alternative spelling of tchotchke.
      So speaking of tchotchke are you stick with your original recommendation of ” Mr. Fisto–The Anal Intruder” (patent pending)

  • Bagwan

    So now you are saying that even though you tried to entice me with wine and cheese there really was no wine and cheese. Why do I feel like I dodged a bullet here?
    You mention the need for business cards and flyers. Well lucky for you there is no one better than our very own Jackwagon at that type of thing. He also is involved in the sale and personalization of items affectionately known as “trinkets and trash” — chachkas (sp). He is something of an expert at matching the right trinket with the endeavor being promoted. So for example, his car dealer clients get key chains and mortgage brokers get pens.

    For you he has selected the item pictured below — please be sure to click to enlarge (both the picture and the fist.