Rags to cover up the Riches
I can't wait until tomorrow... its the "Day WITH a Gay!" Hmmm... who will be my gay for the day?
And don't forget the day after that... its official "ALL GAY FRIDAY!" (Also known as the "Day without a Heterosexual")
Its been interesting to read the comment volley that has been going on between [A cat] and [Randy Young]. I'll chime in on a couple points. First, as a former gallery owner (Art Prostitute Gallery 2004-2007), there is nothing wrong with painting the walls of a gallery in any color. When we had DALEK and Mike Giant show in our gallery, they decided to paint the walls Pepto-pink as part of their installation. Seeing the gallery change with each show allowed for an element of surprise that our gallery patrons looked forward to.
One of the hardest parts of running a galley that serves as part launching pad for up-and-comers, and part exhibition space for the big-timer's was being attentive toward the varied needs, wants, and taste's of such a broad audience. Which brings me to my second point...
In order for a gallery to survive, it must sell art. Artists need to sell their work to make a living, and then come to trust the galleries that they know can move their work. And in return, galleries need to pay their rent in order to keep their doors open. Discriminating a potential patron's taste based on other galleries they visit, the magazines they read, the clothes they wear, the music they listen to, etc., is most definitely not an effective way to help out the artists who trust us to sell their work, nor would it be helpful toward the patrons, as it would give them the bad-taste-in-their-mouths that would keep them from returning. It was important for us to find ways of helping the poor art kids all the way to the high-brow art collectors in feeling at home in our gallery, to feel inspired, and ultimately to feel the desire to purchase and collect some great art.
So according to Wikipedia, pickleball is a favorite of "correctional facilities, camps, YMCAs and retirement communities." In fact, after visiting the Wikipedia site it appears that the architects concieved this whole complex starting with the idea of Pickleball!? After all it was "created in the summer of '65, near Seattle." Portland is "near Seattle." Eureka! Pickleball on the roof+correctional facility+YMCA+retirement community = Portland's Gateway to Fun!
The comments on the news story about the naked man being tasered are crazier than a naked man walking his dog who gets tasered!
Donny gets to heaven and realizes that everyone there is a nihilist. He never knew he was one himself until that very moment. His love for bowling though still continued, eventually working his way through the ranks to win the title of heaven's most valuable player. God even calls him direct now when it comes time to make thunder.
sex and controversy sell... it might be tasteless and homo-erotic-phobic, but it's works on a couple different levels if we seem to be having a discussion about the image that has been chosen to sell a pair of shoes. When I read this post title, before seeing the image, I thought we were talking about the spelling, and using the word Ain't.... ha. I wouldn't buy the shoes, but I'll probably see this train-wreck of an ad a few times more as the news reports on the casualties. Why pay a magazine to run an ad anymore when you can create one that people will run on their own accord? I wonder if Adbusters will end up "running" this one?
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