Friday, November 22, 2002

PREBREEN


POSTBREEN


Whenever I see a statue with blank eyeballs, I wonder why they didn't just add the rest of the eye. It always bugs me. Text says, 'Render unto Albino Caesar that which is Albino Caesar's!' I surrounded Caesar with things he should be rendered, starting off with blind white cave fish, then parsnips, then monkey skulls. After going through other white things, I thought of the white house, and how Caeser kind of looks like George Dubya. I put on a sweet smelling eye daisy on the other side, a snow Jesus and a little devil asking, "What's in YOUR Wallet?'

posted by Eddie 11/22/2002 01:01:39 PM

Tuesday, November 19, 2002

This is a rare political breen. I've changed the Democrat donkey and Republican elephant into more appropriate symbols. We're in turbulent times and we'ld better swim or we'll sink! This is similar to another painting I did on a captain, but which Mrs. Breen wanted to keep! This was a breakthrough moment for me. Ann, while generally amused, usually discourages my attempts at hanging breens, since she is pretty much a decorater dictator. But this time, she had a place picked out to hang the piece!



I felt as if I were approached by the Whitney Biennial! My master plan is to sell enough art to one day buy the Whitney, and then breen everything in the place.

To bid on this breen, go here.

posted by Eddie 11/19/2002 10:57:54 AM

Monday, November 18, 2002

PREBREEN


POSTBREEN


This is the end result of my painting at St. Lawrence University's Breenapalooza. My goal was to make something humorous without scaring off the gallery goers, some of whom seemed to look at a single piece, then flee, trying to grind the vision out of their eyes with their palms. Yikes! As you can see, I failed utterly! Well, I'm kind of used to that by now. At least I didn't have to use the pepper spray I velcroed under the table on any angry art nazis!

Before I started on this piece I had a couple of different ideas ready to go, but I dumped them all at the last minute, as usual, and launched into 'Casper the hairy ghost had a winning smile' - to make it more interesting, I piled on 'but his tempetuous disposition discouraged relationships.' This guy was always destined to be Casper, but what version? I gave him a long toothy flame dog smile, which looked good on flamedog, but makes Casper rather terrifying! I should have endowed Casper with cartoon eyes, instead of the mass murderer glare he ended up with! Oh well!

I gave him a hurricane for a hat, a weeping girlfriend and I painted my cold virus all over the piece, which I'm sure, in reality, also infected the canvas every time I coughed. I painted arrows up and down, to indicate Casper's emotional state, threw in a few gratuitous holy ghosts and ants, and popped in some St. Lawrence references. One is St. Lawrence himself, in a martyr barbecue, asking to be turned over since he's done on that side. This is how St. Lawrence became the personal protector of wise-asses everywhere. There is also a blue-cold girl in a rapunzel like 'cold room' which, according to my hosts, are where coeds must sleep - unheated barrack dorms - the deprivation somehow keeping them from becoming slutty. This one still sounds like bullshit, but, I put it in there anyway, the story being the important thing after all..

Thanks to Cathy and Carole and Todd! it was fun!

posted by Eddie 11/18/2002 01:55:40 PM