Gallery 1988 are throwing another of their Under the Influence shows celebrating someone they think would make for great art and they have kindly invited me to take part this year. This time around the subject is the bespectacled East Coast master of neurosis - Woody Allen.
I don’t think you can really separate Woody Allen from his native city, so it would have been remiss of me to do anything but take it as a subject (and it sits quite nicely alongside this Hitchcock piece from last year). I tried a few new techniques and brushes on this, and while I wont be using them all the time, they turned out alright here.
This will be on sale on Friday at Gallery1988 Venice (and at some point soon after at the Gallery 1988 online store) - it’s an 11 x 14 giclee print in an edition of 20 and they will be $40 each.
(also, and this is of no real interest to anyone but me, this is my 100th tumblr blog - which works out at about one a week for the last two years. not too shabby, and hopefully more blogging this year!)
Excited to finally be finished with this new painting! I’ve been working on it on and off for several months. It’s headed to the Supersonic Electronic Invitational in San Francisco for their January show at Spoke Art. It’s called “At the Drive In” and is oil on canvas. It’s inspired by my love of watching 2001: A Space Odyssey as a kid on VHS and not really understanding what in the world was going on… Hope you like!
Allan Innman, At the Drive In, oil on canvas mounted to panel, 2012
The documentary “Humble Trash” highlights stories of six Austin residents who find creative uses for found, castoff objects.
Not surprisingly, the film’s stars — found-art artists and yardists, a.k.a. yard artists — share a love of “discovery” and seem to derive much satisfaction from both their salvaging efforts and work in displaying their finds.
One yardist, Scott Stevens, whose backyard is filled with bottle cap “snakes” suspended from tree limbs, doll and mannequin heads, crutches, and ironing boards, says working with his hands in his yard is therapeutic. (Check out this amazing panoramic/GigaPan photo of Scott’s yard. Take a moment to zoom in. Crazy, isn’t it?)
The six collections include the Museum of the Ephemerata and the Cathedral of Junk (mentioned previously here and here), which attracts some 10,000+ visitors each year; several of the collections have been stops on the annual Austin Art Yard Tour. (Held most recently last month, in case you missed it.)
Click on the above-embedded video to watch “Humble Trash” — it’s only 17 minutes long — or watch it here via the City of Austin. I think you’ll agree that producer Debbie Eynon Finley did a great job in capturing both the quirkiness and passions of this group of Austinites.
(Austin bottle tree photo via bubbaofthebubbles)
Hey Girl, Equality is Sexy: The Badass Woman Behind ‘Feminist Ryan Gosling’
Classical feminist theory rarely gets picked up as fodder for pop culture. After all, who wants to riff on old dead white dudes waxing political about gender systems and identity structures? Fertile ground for gender studies journals, less so for meme blogs. And yet, take those theorists’ words and slap a hot actor’s face behind them, and suddenly, their message begins to mean something. Make that actor sensitive-movie-dude Ryan Gosling, and you’ve got yourself a bona fide feminist recruiting machine — as well as a viral sensation.
This is more or less the story behind Feminist Ryan Gosling, the blog created by a 34-year-old graduate student that took the internet by storm. No, Danielle Henderson was not a Ryan Gosling fan when she made the site (she’d never even seen “The Notebook”). Nor did she ever imagine that Gosling would swiftly come to represent all that was good and perfect in the world. Mostly, she was frustrated trying to memorize her gender studies homework — and decided to Photoshop Gosling’s face onto flashcards as a joke.
Cumberbitches: Women Who Love Benedict Cumberbatch
“Throw your boobs in the air if you want some cumberlovin.”
— Cumberbitches, October 8, 2010Do any of those words make sense to you? They might, if you’re among the thousands of members of “the most glorious and elusive society“ devoted to the appreciation of the “high cheekboned, blue eyed sexbomb” that is Benedict Timothy Carlton Cumberbatch, star of the BBC series Sherlock. That “society” is the legion of inordinately dedicated fans of Cumberbatch, a group who call themselves “Cumberbitches” — launching a Twitter profile, Facebook page, Pinterest handle, and, yes, countless Tumblrs, in honor of their beloved star.
