Chrome Church

I arrogantly place myself in the firmament, multiple times to make sure the point is made.  The day I was there, in Tucson, the street was empty except for a florist’s van unloading flowers for an event.  Flowers always seem to be part of these things, so I included them here to help hide the church.  I have an uneasy relationship with religion, any religion.  But the church is a nice building.

Dry Season

My thoughts on climate change and the endless acquisition of wealth.  I know that in the short term there will be huge upheavals in humanity all over this planet.  People in many areas and countries will suffer horribly, and most governments, especially ours, will do little or nothing to prevent it.  They will, in fact, seek to exploit it for greater wealth.  Ice free sea lanes in the Arctic Ocean to gain access to resources is an example of this.  On the less depressing side, I also know that humanity will survive the climate change.  Sea levels will rise, and low-lying cities and countries will suffer and be abandoned, but new cities will be built.  Come to terms with it:  the government won’t do anything to prevent it.  So position yourself and your children to be able to deal with it and survive.  There will always be a future.

In this video, I have turned myself into a Chac Mool, an ancient Mayan rain god.  He is always depicted with a bowl on his belly for the blood sacrifices to ensure the annual rains. Look it up.  Is this cultural appropriation?  Of course.  But the point is, the Mayan civilization of a thousand years ago is long gone, but the Mayan people continue to flourish in Mexico and Central America, a pesar de todas las broncas, desatres y oportunidades de la historia. Adelante!


Yesterday I posted the wrong video. It ran backwards, going from light sky to dark.  Sort of sunset rather than sunrise, I guess.  But this is the correct video.  I like the intensity of all the added suns.  Seems appropriate as the days continue to lengthen.

The Future of Art Marketing?

Damien Hirst’s “Demon with Bowl” at the Palm Casino Resort in Las Vegas.

I have been watching, for the past decade or so, the slow but steady crumbling of the gallery world.  Marketing opportunities for artists have shrunk. Only a few, those marketing art at the highest levels, seem able to survive.  So, of course, where does a washed up pop artist from the early 2000’s go to sell his stuff?  Vegas, baby!  Damien has sold several pieces to the Palm Casino Resort, as well as designing a hyper-expensive suite for those .01% types that think Las Vegas is a classy place to hang out.  I guess it’s just an example of art in the age of Trump, but I find it infinitely pretentious and sad.  Perhaps I just need to go to this resort, and sit poolside drinking over priced margaritas, several of them, to fully appreciate Mr. Hirst’s genius.