Octobering

That autumn fever dream has begun.

Once again I cut up all of the cardboard shipping boxes from this year’s art supply order and instructed four of my classes (88 students in total) to build abstract sculptures with the pieces. I helped them cut, tear, peel, roll, manipulate and join the raw material into forms so each student could create individualized environments which they will draw and paint. As a result, each student will end up with a unique series of renderings based on their constructed pieces. What you see here is approximately two thirds of what was built over three class periods.

When these two chuckleheads text you to say they are delivering your Divine Hemp sea green button down shirt DIRECTLY TO YOUR HOUSE that’s some white glove service right there. PS: They’re also much admired alumni. Thanks Brandon and Kyle! More info on Divine Hemp Products here... DIVINE HEMP

I went to see Pet Shop Boys and New Order. 

My first concert in three years. 

More detailed photos are in a previous post. 

Hey Brooklyn, did you miss me?

Collectomundo...

Part of a series of photographs of items taken 

from my shelves during cleaning and rearranging.

The larger lot of these will be seen in a future post. 

Some recently photographed items 

from the magazine archive. These will be aggregated

periodically in other blog posts.

Mom had the idea to host a birthday dinner for my 

friend Steve and my Dad started singing "Volare". OUCH!

My regular side stage seat cost as much as a VIP ticket with swag bag in 2018. Floor seats are now priced as high as 3000 dollars and that is completely shameful. Ticketmaster should be ashamed and I am waiting to hear a public response from Depeche Mode, who are not completely blameless here. 

Friends and flea market fun... ALWAYS.

Town & Country: Warhol, Wojnarowicz & Wilderness

Recently, my friend Bruce accompanied me to

an event at The Whitney Museum celebrating 

what would have been Andy Warhol's 90th birthday.

We visited the nearby Marinella Senatore installation on

The High Line. This quote is from the poet Warsan Shire.

The event included a DJ, drinks, dancing 

and figure drawing with drag queen models.

We also breezed through the mammoth David 

Wojnarowicz exhibit (which I need to revisit).

Skies and branches continue their color shift.

The country (as always) reflects tiny increments 

of elemental change second by precious second.

Both town and country show their colors.

The city is whatever it is at any given moment.

This sign is never not funny.

My turtle friends produced a

new baby turtle friend in the creek.

As usual, I revisited the Blondie mural

at Bleecker & Bowery. This time I did

the reverse lens thing with my phone 

leaning against the tire of a parked bike.

Oh... and I think I found The Batcave.

My buddy Steve and I visited our friend

Vanessa's intriguing outdoor booth once again. 

I made a new friend whose gender

 and name is as yet undefined. Its only 

identifying marks tell me it was born in 1971.

I watched yet another

Bon-Ton store bite the dust.

I did some summer reading

and packed myself a nice lunch.

There's always time to see, 

hear and explore more sights.

I drank in all things vintage

and took a few of them home.

I followed the rules, as always.

I made the most of all 

available music formats.

Happy 60th Birthday Madonna.

Thank you for EVERYTHING.

R-E-S-P-E-C-T

Rest easy, Lady soul.

Thank you for decades of great music

and an unforgettable live event in 2014.

All things are still coming together.

There is ALWAYS a bright day ahead.