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Saturday, September 13, 2008

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Jack Kirby torpedo dogs picked from his trash by Jim Woodring, via Tom Moody.

Francis Bacon's trash, auctioned.

Allan Stone, in the movie Who The #?&% Is Jackson Pollock, shows his Jackson Pollock painting that was taken from the East Hampton, Long Island garbage dump - "Everybody knew that Pollock dumped a lot of his unsuccessful things in, in the dump in, in East Hampton. You know, in those days, they weren’t, they weren’t worth anything really, you know?"

Calvin Tomkins on Robert Rauschenberg, in Off the Wall (page 85) - "sneaking into de Koonings studio when no one was there, he took a lot of photographs and stole a discarded drawing from the trash basket. 'it was just total idolizing,' he says"
Posted by Martin at 10:45 PM
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7 comments:

Anonymous said...

Oh garbage dump oh garbage dump
Why are you called a garbage dump
Oh garbage dump oh garbage dump
Why are you called a garbage dump

You could feed the world with my garbage dump
You could feed the world with my garbage dump
You could feed the world with my garbage dump
That sums it up in one big lump

When you're livin' on the road
And you think sometimes you're starvin'
Get on off that trip my friend
Just get in them cans and start carvin'

Oh garbage dump my garbage dump
Why are you called my garbage dump
Oh garbage dump my garbage dump
Why are you called my garbage dump

TALK:
There's a market basket an' a A&P
I don't care if de box boys are starin' at me
I don't even care who wins de war
SING:
I'll be in dem cans behind my favorite store

Garbage dump oh garbage dump
Why are you called a garbage dump
Garbage dump oh garbage dump
That sums it up, in one big lump

TALK:
I claim all these garbage dumps
In the name of
SING:
(The garbage pickers of America)
(The garbage pickers of America)
(The garbage pickers of America)

TALK:
Oh but it smells
Oh pew ... yeow

(Charles Manson)

9/14/2008 8:40 PM
Anonymous said...

Hey Martin I dont know if I have ever told you this story.. but when I moved out of my apartment after school at vcu I had to get rid of maybe 5-8 large paintings. I was bummed to see them in a pile next to the dumpster but they vanished before the trash was picked up. So I imagined someone gave them a new home and you know that was great.

A day later when walking under the overpass to get to Belle Isle I saw something absolutely amazing. Someone had made what seemed like a fort out of my old paintings.

Upon closer inspection I saw that it was in fact a hobo house with remnants of a fire that was fueled by my paintings presumably to cook hot dogs on sticks.

Anyway as I got closer an old hobo came out of the house and startled me. There was a long pause during which I noticed his freshly gold painted toe nails and admired his long white dirty beard.

"DO YOU KNOW WHO JESUS IS" said the hobo. "um no... but I think you do" I said as I was turning to walk away as fast as possible. And I got out of there.

A couple days later I decided to go back and take some pictures for my portfolio. When I got there I was baffled to see nothing but burnt debris and police tape.

I never found out anything else about it but after much contemplation I have decided that I now know who Jesus is.

9/17/2008 10:27 PM
Anonymous said...

Jesus has good taste.

9/18/2008 10:59 AM
kalm james said...

Jesus burns paintigs?

9/18/2008 11:03 PM
Anonymous said...

Don't worry. The paintings are in Heaven.

9/19/2008 9:35 AM
kelli said...

If Jesus was on the scene he might have transmuted those paintings in to the debris and police tape. Or some fish sandwiches and grape juice.

9/19/2008 12:24 PM
zipthwung said...

i picked u a hitchhiker one time on my way back from work washing dishes after my first year in college.

after thanking me my passenger started to talk about how he had seen things I wouldn't believe.

He said he was John Carpenter (i changed the name).

"Son of a carpenter, get it?"

I said I didn't.

He kept repeating that. He said he had seen things I wouldn't believe. He hinted at dark conspiracies.

I gave him a ride all the way home - I was bored and patient. Its a small town with one major highway. What if he knew some horrible truth?

The man lived in a tidy shack built of recycled materials. Someone had set him up nicely.

On the table were tapes of movies. One of them was Harrison Ford as Tom Clancy's Jack Ryan.

So that's how I met Jesus.


As Oliver Wendel Holmes once said:

"You got to believe."

9/19/2008 1:49 PM

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