A friend recently posted a comedy skit by a Brit named Peter Kay in which he plays several linguistically ambivalent song clips and adds his own interpretation of the lyrics. It’s spot on and quite funny. (Actually he seems pretty funny in general but his comedy is very dependent on English popular culture which sometimes makes it hard for a Yank to follow.) Continue reading Kick the sky, kiss this guy – whatever
But oddly enough cultural appropriation is a hot topic in art right now too. In March at the Whitney Biennial Dana Schutz’s piece Open Casket (a painting of Emmitt Till based off of photographs taken at his funeral service) caused protests, letter writing, tweets, news articles, opinion pieces, and the buttonholing of several black artists for their thoughts and feelings about the work. Continue reading Cultural appropriation, go fish.
The background is photograph taken with my phone of pieces of painted paper bisected by a strip of masking tape running across each one. The paper rectangles were arranged, more or less haphazardly, on top of the over painted surface of a work table. I used Photoshop to soften and blur the background and picked up a green shade from the paint on the table to use for the 3 lines of color that run behind the human figures. Continue reading Dividing Green
So … I don’t generally refer to myself as old because I don’t think of myself as old … but just remember I’m old. I listen to music a lot – virtually all day – seven to eight hours a day but I refuse to pay to listen to music. That does not mean I don’t buy music – I do. I will buy music … Continue reading What’s the Radio Frequency, Kenneth?
In New Day New Life (Ellis Island) I only used two photographs preferring to use plain, unadulterated colors to do most of the heavy lifting. The original 1913 photograph taken by Edwin Levick and accessed from the New York Public Library’s Digital Collection can be seen here and depicts a man standing and looking out over the water in New York Harbor with boats and the shore line in the distance. Continue reading New Day New Life (Ellis Island)
I’ve discussed before what I feel is a persistent discord between how art and artists are perceived and subsequently treated and how songs and musicians are perceived and subsequently treated. Continue reading Master of (the/a/some) Medium
I am curious as to why different forms of art are treated differently. Art can be thought of as the creative output in painting, literature, dance, and music. I could easily make the argument that acting is also an art. In addition to each of those broad categories there are smaller segments. In the case of dance: ballet, ballroom, or swing dancing and for literature … Continue reading Double Standards
If you recognized the lyric from above, good job. If you didn’t recognize the lyric it’s from the song Trenchtown Rock (1971) written and performed by Bob Marley. Trenchtown is a neighboorhood in Kingston, Jamaica. It is considered the birthplace of Reggae music. One good thing about music, when it hits you feel no pain So hit me with music, hit me with music. I … Continue reading When it hits you, you feel no pain