In front where the drawing is, you can see the beer bottle in the bottom left... red area.
KUNST?
Ne
ni
ni
-Beuys
LOAF
2009
I tell you what you need to do. You just take her hand, you see? Yes, just like this. And you lean a little bit forward... like this. And just a little bit closer, ever so slightly. And you look at her, into her face... Yes, just like that! And now you are almost touching, so nice. And you just look at her and tell her just how much you hate her.
Jesus died so that i can play video games naked until 5am with the heat maxed in december & throw away my leftovers from applebees while lil kids starve outside Rock n Roll! [image] LOAF stuffedanimalbrigade.blogspot.com
weird,no?
after painting this stopped a taxi to pick me up because i was completely drunk and had no idea where i was. it took some explaining before he let me in his cab and he was pretty pissed about all the white paint and glue all over me and my supplies. i was wearing all black so he didnt notice that i was more covered in black paint than white. he asked me where i wanted to go and, because i was completely drunk, i forgot where i live, but i often forget it when i'm sober, so it's not so strange. i then asked him where we were. he told me, and i realized that i was sitting in his cab on the other side of the street where i live. so i told him that i would be getting out the other cab door. i began to climb out of the car and into the street and before he could say anything a guy on a bike ran into the door. fortunately for him i think he was drunk too and didn't seem to notice too much as he got up off the ground ran to his bike and made off as if it were his fault. in the end the taxi driver was not very happy with my performance and i would have tipped or even payed if i had thought to bring any money with me. sadly i could only leave him and his mercedes with a paint-stained interior.
I was surprised, in Berlin I try to put things up high because the lower pieces often get torn down pretty quickly. I've seent really nice works go down in less than a few days in this part of the city. Anyway, happy surprise because I went by there before and thought it was gone.
Whenever it's dry I'm putting up everyone's work. I rarely take photos though. The glue gets everywhere, my hands get cold and gluey, and I try not to hang around too long. Anyway, here's a photo for the kids.
Love, Mom.
P.S. Museums really shouldn't follow old economic models of charging out the ass for entry. It's like if universities charged, what would we be saying of ourselves in such a word? Do we really feel that knowledge and culture should be preserved only for the rich? I feel that, if my neighbor is educated, or at least feels included by being offered equal opportunities, I will feel more comfortable and believe it more likely that I will have another person worth talking to.
from BLZ 11, March:
"Die Hölle auf Erden" ("The Hell on Earth")
Dalai Lama beklagt Unterdrückung der Tibeter
Still a work in progress, very happy with first test of this stencil on a Wooden Panel that a lot of prep time went into (happy that i didnt fuck up too much yet).
1500 cm x 640 cm
"das war ich und ich bin scharf auf dich"
- would make more sense if the sign was still there... the neon man-girl was saying "somebody told me the city loves me"
uh... the goat is like a sheep... and sheep is schaf... but he's scharf... which means horny... uh, having to write this explanation .. i'm an idiot.
