I went all the way to Fort Worth, so I could see his stuff in person: Article by Bored Panda, on Ron Mueck
I am truly blessed to have friends who paint stuff for me: Robert Bowen
This is the cabinet he did for me.
This fella is more an acquaintance than a friend, and he's so busy I wasn't going to ask him to do a cabinet, but we hung out last new year's and he was like, "Where's my cabinet door?" So he got one. Skinner
I of course have to give respect to the nerd side of the force.
And I kinda love me some carnival mirrors.
My friend Hilary sent this one with a whole description how this man was selling hearts, in case yours got lost or broken.
I'll go ahead and stop here. I could do a whole art blog. It really does brighten my day and make me happy. This morning as I got out of my car there was a homeless man who was yelling, "I don't have to listen to you! You have the mind of a killer! I don't have to listen to people who rape me in the penis, then stab me in the back, literally!" All I could think was, "If this guy was at Luna's coffee shop, sporting an ironic moustache, people would be clapping and snapping for this man's poetry. But as it is most will walk across the street to avoid him, because he's a schizophrenic street dweller."