#todd carpenter

[ghostlyarchaeologist]

"You should have never come to my island, Todd."

Almost Paradise S01E10 Something Walker This Way Comes.

[lindseymcdonaldseyelashes]

Almost Paradise 1x10 - "Something Walker This Way Comes"

[notasapleasure]

Smonday sentences

I did have these written yesterday but instead of posting them I was playing The Very Thirsty Caterpillar (2/3s bottle of red wine, mystery Romanian hooch (fizzy!), a third of IPA, 4 pints of lager and 10000 steps before 1am today) down south. The real challenge is to get any more writing done today :/

Carpenter seethes at the mess, certain this is all just a cover-up for deeper networks of corruption in the police force. He's a good agent, and when he grits his straight white teeth and jabs the desk in the interrogation room with a straight white finger and says "There's a set-up here, I'm sure of it!" Alex almost feels sorry about the fact he's right.

Instead he remains sanguine, he answers the questions - no matter how repetitive - and he schools his face into something hard and impatient, something that the persona he wears to work at the DEA would adopt when told the local cops will be taking over his job. His frown is set, scored deep into his brow so it doesn't feel at all untangled when he pinches the bridge of his nose outside the interrogation room in the precinct. He's been living off the shit coffee the desk jockeys keep bringing in, feels like he's barely seen that scorching local sun in days, and is itching for his reward for all this bureaucracy.

All he hears of Ernesto during this time comes via taped clips from the wiretap he was wearing - his voice tinny, distant, but deeper-sounding in the local language, though his words appear as soft and considered as always, contrasting with Quintos' displeasure at the way he handled something. Ocampo speaks highly of him in his remarks to the DEA handler, and Alex wears a cynical smirk to disguise the real pride boiling in his chest. However long the cross-examinations last, whenever they end up on a return flight, he's determined he's going to get a chance to find Ernesto before he leaves and congratulate him on a job well done. In the meantime, he can't resist an eye-wateringly expensive text message: *Bet you're the first cop here to get a letter of recommendation from the DEA*.

He doesn't expect a reply but he looks for one anyway, the urge to check his phone itching like the urge for a cigarette comes over him when he's cheerfully drunk and smells the smoke of others. He gives in and buys a half pack of reds the next time they're released from the station. Carpenter judges him for it - Carpenter would have him believe he's managed to to avoid smoking even on undercover jobs, he's so disdainful of anything having a hold on him, anything that he might crave or be swayed by. Alex sees the point, but he prefers to understand the effects of his own cravings, to be able to reroute and distract his desires by better knowing them.

Until the interviews are over and the reports are written, the heady kick of nicotine keeps his other longings at bay.

[ernestlacouche]

todd carpenter   gen5a   <2020> 

[psikonauti]

Todd Carpenter

An exchange, 2023

Oil on board

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[supersonicart]

Todd Carpenter’s “When Dreams Absolve Daylight” at KP Projects.

On view currently at KP Projects in Los Angeles, California is artist Todd Carpenter’s solo exhibition, “When Dreams Absolve Daylight.”

In Carpenter’s paintings, impasto technique and thoughtful application give way the beauty of reflective light over line and shadow. Impressions of trees, mountains, sea, and skyline manifest a sensory connection to nature, and a longing to be in the elements.

“My work is arguably about connections between humans and the environment, and in particular about how our brains find meaning in places. Recently those connections have been disrupted for many of us, as a virus has forced us to stay at home. We humans tend to think of ourselves as being separate from our environment - and from nature in particular - forgetting that the workings of our brains evolved in response to the selective pressures of the natural world. We are bound by instinct, perception, and memory to places, so it seems unavoidable that this year’s contraction of our individual environments should make us feel disconnected.

While at the moment most real places are out of reach, I hope that these paintings might still tap into our connections to the landscape, to possibly convey traces of the greater outside world. So it is that these scenes are mostly imagined, depicting ideals encoded in our genes and manifest in our dreams, portrayals of that which gives life to landscapes, as temporary surrogates for real life.” – Todd Carpenter

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[thunderstruck9]

Todd Carpenter (American, b. 1968), 90191, 2016. Oil on board, 12 x 12 in.