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Day 30

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Daily Drawing 30: Tommyinnit

How funny it is that Tommy is the 30th drawing

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It’s ART!!!!!!!!

Character trade with @forgetfulforest! Werewolf design inspired by a color palette she sent me. I may play with some other palettes they sent me too and just use the same base <:

Trades, requests and commissions are open!

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Thomas Demand at Matthew Marks Gallery

Thomas Demand’s meticulous paper sculptures from his ‘Dailies’ series pay homage to ordinary objects that were encountered, considered extraordinary for a moment, photographed, then forgotten. After reconstructing a scene shot on his phone as a paper sculpture, Demand prints the image as a vivid dye transfer print. Positioned on Demand’s wall of anonymous lockers, the banal becomes something wondrous again. (On view in Chelsea at Matthew Marks Gallery through April 7th). Thomas Demand, Daily #30, framed dye transfer print, 26 ½ x 21 ½ inches, 2017 over Locker, UV print on nonwoven wallpaper, dimensions variable, 2017.

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Daily 30 - Coffee

Daily 30 - coffee Music: Spencer the Gardner Note: It is not by my own free will that I am listening to Spencer the Gardner. I'm at a crafts fair he is playing at. This might turn into Daily 30:30 for the thirty seconds it takes me to walk over and smash his guitar a la Belushi in Animal House. I took a suggestion for today's theme and got "coffee." The first thought I had upon hearing this for some reason was Central Perk. So I'm rolling with it. The idea of six friends gathering daily at the same coffee shop to talk doesn't make much sense especially when you consider four of them lived either with each other or across the hall from each other AND two of them were siblings. Was Central Perk just a neutral location for all of them to hang with Phoebe? A coffee shop is a terrible place for six people to talk. I imagine there was some Philosophy Doctoral candidate from Columbia who went to Central Perk to work on his dissertation. It was probably a nice quiet cafe during the day. He would talk Hegelian dialectics withs Gunther. And then around four or five, while he's meditating over absolute idealism, he hears "HOW YOU DOIN?" His teeth grind. His fist clinches and snaps a pencil in three. Upon further thought, "a nice quiet place to drink coffee" is an oxymoron. It's like doing coke in a Japanese garden. Or taking a nap at a rock concert (which I've done. Sebadoh in Seattle - 1995.) The thirty minute timer just went off. Time to wrap up. Final note: I think the moral of the story is: coffee - good. Studying philosophy at coffee shop in the vicinity of six hopped up multimillionaires - bad.

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Daily 30 - RFB&D

Music: Avalanches - Gimix Mix

Last year my wife and I volunteered at the Recordathon for "Recording for the Blind and Dyslexic." Upon first glance I thought I had stumbled into one of the hatches on "Lost." The main room has four or five industrial recording booths, which are basically 6'x6' metal boxes with soundproof glass on one face. Outside of each booth is a desk with controls for recording the reader. On one side of the room is a shelf with various books, two copies of each. One copy is for the reader and one is for the recorder.

Part of the recorder's job is to make sure the reader doesn't mess up the words. I learned very quickly how important it is to have someone checking your work. I can get on a roll reading a page, but after awhile none of it makes any sense. I'm concentrate on so many things: diction, volume, intonation, pace, and breathing that the signifier has no connection with the signified. It's like a scene out of "Nausea." (For those of you who guessed Saussure and Sartre, give yourself two points. For those of you who thought I was being pretentious, you have permission to blow spit wads at the two-point winners.) By the middle of a two hour reading I'm turning into Mariah Carey. I'm demanding lemon tea with honey. Taking breaks to suck on a lozenge. Flapping my lips like a horse to keep them loose.

I keep reading and by the end I'm standing in the booth, holding one earphone up to my ear, motioning for my wife to turn me up on the monitor, believing I'm R Kelly in the "I Believe I Can Fly" video.

That was last February. We waited forever to hear back from RFB&D. The call never came so I just assumed they were offended by my request for an all white sound booth guarded by a white tiger. A month of so ago my wife picked up the phone and asked if they still needed volunteers. They did and we've gone the past two weeks and I love it. I like doing something together with my wife that serves the community in a unique way. I love engaging in an activity that helps people with disabilities. But most of all I love hearing my voice.

The first week I read a business text book. Last week was a text book on the psychology of addiction. It was ridiculous. Filled with greek letters and units of measurement and pharmaceuticals I didn't know how to pronounce. I probably spent half the time just searching the medical dictionary for assistance. My wife did a pretty good job keeping herself composed, but she cracked up when I pronounced "allele" as "uh-lay-lay." Last time I took biology was in high school, how was I supposed to know what an allele was?

For anyone who is interested, I strongly suggest contacting RFB&D. Visit the national site at www.rfbd.org or contact the local SB office at 681-0531 or 800-732-TEXT.

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Daily 30 - Blackpool

Thanks to people who tell me they like this blog. This will not be about religion, although some people might say soccer is a religion.

Music: The Smiths - Strangeways Here We Come

My earliest memory of soccer was seeing the movie "Victory." Especially when Pele made that kick at the end. I played as a kid, and I would have kept up with it except I was a theater and music dude. I could play sports, but that doesn't mean I was any good at them.

Following a wonderful world cup, this year I decided to make an effort to watch and become a fan of Premier league soccer. This meant I had to choose a team. It would have been easiest to go with Manchester United. It would have even guaranteed that I would get to see "my team" on tv. But being a Man U fan is like being a Yankee, Cowboy, or Laker fan. Since I'm a Cowboy fan by blood and a Laker fan by birthplace, I couldn't jump on another bandwagon. After a bit of research I chose a team that was good but not great - Tottenham Hotspur. The season is nearly half over and here are a few observations from my virgin season as a fan.

1. The games are competitive and yet some teams are much better than others. Manchester United for example has not lost a single game this year. So far. Most of their games are either won by a single goal or ties. To their credit they have had a few blowouts. (7-1 over Blackburn. 5-0 over Birmingham.) And yet they beat Blackpool today 3-2. Blackpool. Which leads to-

2. Relegation is awesome and wish we did it over here. The way soccer works in England is you have four leagues. Each year, the three worst teams from the Premier League are sent to the Championship League. The best three teams from the Championship League are moved up into the Premier league. This pattern works its way through the remaining leagues. Blackpool ended up in 6th place in the Championship league last year, but made it into the Premier League for reasons I won't go into. Their stadium holds 16,000. Harder Stadium at UCSB holds 17,000. Manchester United's stadium by contrast holds 76,000. Imagine that the Santa Barbara Foresters replaced the Los Angeles Dodgers in the National League West. Now imagine the Foresters beating San Francisco 2-0 in the 7th only to lose to the Giants 3-2. That's what happened today between Man U and Blackpool. Blackpool was up 2-0 until the final twenty minutes when Manchester scored three in a row to win. This leads to my final observation...

3. A good manager is more necessary in soccer, and the Premier League managers have American doppelgangers. Soccer requires the playmaking strategy of basketball, the patience of baseball, and...uh...the same amount of men as football. From what I can tell, soccer managers also act as general managers, which means they are in charge of hiring the talent. From what I can tell, Harry Redknapp of Tottenham has the coaching skills of Bill Parcells and the GM skills of Dan Snyder. Which is to say, he's a very smart coach who hires old busted players. Arsene Wenger is the Bill Belichick of soccer. A defensive genius who unlike Belichick has a degree in electrical engineering, a Masters in Economics, and is fluent in French, German and English.

Maybe this Daily 30 thing is no good. Too hard to write so much without editing. Feels like I'm just rambling. I'll make it up by posting something that is always enjoyable...puppies.