While patronizing the local grocery, I happened upon this little snap shot… nuff said.
Classy
Moonwalking is required for successful sorcery!
Here is a painting that tickled my fancy. I cannot vouch for David Titterington’s other work (because I’ve never seen anymore than this) and despite some prickly issues with craft, I wanted to share this with you simply because it is so terrifying yet simultaneously enthralling. Plus it features a moonwalking hermaphroditic sorcerer!

The Sorcerer, 2011, David Titterington
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This quote was taken from David’s website: ”I’m doing this large painting [...] with dual-sex imagery, integral spirituality, and alchemical hermaphroditism. On stage is a mythic creature made of van Eyck’s Sheep- Christ, The Sorcerer, Maiastra, and prehistoric Goddess figurines, moonwalking while giving life-blood to the world (a very “Western” scene). When the performance is over, the mythical phallic creature goes back into the solid, red box – yonic and vaginal. Dandelions at the bottom are also directly from the Ghent Altarpiece…”
MOONWALKING is the important take away from all this.
High Entropy Exodos
Now. I have returned from the vacuity of spiraling entropic states of existence. Here. While trimming the vestiges of my animal nature (yes, I still managed to practice good hygiene whilst twisting and spinning at that sickening pace), I stumbled upon an exit from this Old Comedy of a life. Hearing the sweet siren call of the stasimon, I looked upon what can only be described as a miracle. Not the kind of bullshit Jesus-ate-my-toast miracle. This, a full fledged alignment of the cosmos, tapping into the altered states of existence, receiving a gift from what can only be described as the Ubermensch’s flatulent aura. Perception is key. Oh hot damn could I see! My way out! This dirty unguis, fallen like the light bearer from the dorsal aspect of my terminal phalanges, became a gateway to brighter days. Somehow managing to keep my whits about, I finished the now sacred act of grooming and passed through the sphincteric contraction of my state of mind. Release! Return! I am back…
Hopefully it won’t be another four months before my next post.
Trinity of Folly
This is a triptych titled Trinity of Folly. Pretty straight forward, however, I did spend an unnaturally large amount of time selecting the appropriate background images and thinking about the punctuation. It was important for me to do my best to separate the ‘GOD’ from ‘LIES’ in that I’m not suggesting that the idea of God is a lie, but rather our constant proselytizing becomes a lie. My lovely assistant pointed out that placing the period after ‘GOD’ provides a slight breakage between the next panel’s text (originally I had the punctuation for ‘GOD’ and ‘FEAR’ reversed). The final punctuation actually makes the whole triptych work better as the ellipsis at the end leads the viewer off into their own aposiopesis and eventually back around to the beginning of this triptych to start the whole journey over again. Ouroboros strikes again!
Brand New Work
Being balls deep in procrastinator purgatory is not very fun. Luckily I made it out alive (with only minor aches and pains) and this is what I have to show for it. This new work is a triptych and will be displayed, along with several other prints of mine, at the Printmaking Invitational Show at the Freeport Art Museum July 16- September 17, 2011.
It is not very often that I can find a place willing, and with room, to display
Trapped In Our Maladroit Mire so I’m very excited that it gets to see the light of day again. I will also have some of my smaller pieces from the same series on display.
A total of four outstanding artists that use printmaking as their primary medium will be on display. The opening reception will be July 22 at 5 – 7pm. I, along with several of the other artists, will be giving an artist talk and I will post the time & location once it has been finalized. Here is a peek at the three new pieces for this show:





Finger F**k
A wise man once said, “always think before you cut”.
I wish that bit-o-knowledge had popped into my head before I lost the tip of my finger. Oh well, those tomato plants will have a bit of me to feed upon, and then I’ll eat them. It’s the circle of life…
Ouch!
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