The Image Business and the Wooden Indian.

Scotch-Irish, Brits, Africans, Italians, Native Americans, Russian Jews, Germans, Greeks, Slavs, Armenians, Chinese, Poles, etc, etc. This was the glorious melting pot of 19th century America, only this melting pot had not been on the stove long, and the ingredients had not yet congealed into anything approaching a smooth consistency. Imagine the difficulty in trying to do something as simple as buy a cigar.


Karl-Heinz Droste

From the “Artists I’d never heard of” file.

Picked up a slim little book today, on a lark, put out in 1962 by the New Art Center Gallery, for an exhibition of bronze reliefs by German artist Karl-Heinz Droste. The book contains no information about the work or the artist, just images and a few relevant quotes. A search revealed only that he was born in March 1931 in Benneckenstein and died on 22 October 2005 in Berlin Charlottenburg. The page with the most info on him is entirely in German, and web translations being what they are, I’ll forgo including any of it. See below for a small sampling of his sculpture which I, for one, like very much.

05.19. filed under: art. !. people. 2

City Skies

At some time in 1880’s urbanites in a few cities across the world each made real estate deals with the sky. Essentially the terms of the deals went something like this: “You let us build massive and towering buildings deep into your side of the horizon-line and we, in turn, will give up all rights to a decent view of you.” The sky, being a generally aloof sort, didn’t deign to protest.

05.15. filed under: !. history. life. observations. 3

The Bitter Pill

Or: how to tell if you are a cynic.

Each day, faced with a cascade of decisions, every one in itself a tiny course correction on our philosophical path, we choose between A or B, and in so doing re-affirm our view of the universe. Some of these choices seem weighty and are, in as much, weighed carefully. Others are so miniscule as to be invisible, the mechanics of their resolutions seeming involuntary. It’s the totality which frame you as a pessimist, an absurdist, an elitist, an idealist, a romatic, or what have you. I’d like to focus on one of these seemingly miniscule choices today…

05.12. filed under: !. ideas. lies. observations. 3

Before The Magnificent Seven, before The Seven Samurai, before The Seven Dwarfs, before The Seven Year Itch, before the Seven Year War, before The Seven Principles of Man, before The Temptation of the Seven Scientists, before The Seven Ravens, before The Seven Poor Travelers, before the seven ceremonies of the cherokee, before the seven sacraments of the Christians, before The Seven Against Thebes, before the dance of the seven veils, before the codification of seven deadly sins there were… (cue the orchestra swell) The Seven Sages!


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