Thursday, May 29, 2008
Friday, May 23, 2008
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Last September was painful. As a fan you felt absolutely helpless. Like your own lungs were collapsing along with the team's division lead. This year might be a season of Septembers. But it might not. I like to believe. So I'm going to do my best to block out all the hysterical, peripheral noise, and focus on baseball, which is what it's all about, anyway. Like John Lennon almost said, Baseball is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans. Or something. Okay, that makes no sense, but it feels that way sometimes when I'm working in the studio with the game on the radio.
And I might buy a new royal blue hat. Maybe my old one, getting tattered and ratty, has run out of wins. Again, that makes no sense, but sometimes it feels like it makes no sense to be a Met fan, just like it makes no sense to rub and smear oily colored dirt on canvas, or work your life away in an unchallenging job you don't love just so you can rub and smear oily colored dirt on canvas, or give your son a shoulder ride whenever he asks because it makes you both smile, and you know he won't be light enough to carry that way forever. Baseball, art, love -- what is there that's worthwhile that makes sense? Or is easy? Ya gotta believe, right? Has this gotten treacly? Tough. Let's go Mets.
Friday, May 16, 2008
Thursday, May 15, 2008
This was a commissioned work for a company that had offices in the World Trade Center and lost thirty-five people that day. It hangs in their new offices in Manhattan.
These photos were taken in 2003 right after I had completed the installation and before a lighting system had been installed. I hope to post some better images eventually, which I will also add to my website.