Fabulous photo book of NYC skaters by Alex Corporan, Andre Razo, and Ivory Serra. This photo is a stunner. Credited as: Dan Pensyl. C Squat ramp, by Patrick O’Dell. 2002.
Double entendre of “Full Bleed,” in case you don’t know: in book layout, photos that run off all four sides of a page with no margin are referred to as “full bleed.” Blood also being dues all skaters pay from time to time.
“In Museo Guatelli’s central room, a former granary, the collector’s traditional farming implements have been intricately arranged into expansive, interlinked patterns.”
It’s from Museo Guatelli: https://www.museoguatelli.it/
Spotted this at: https://is.gd/ewKGx
In this morning’s mail:
Hello Lloyd, hope everything is fine in your life.
I send you a picture of a construction call: “Garage à gargouilles” (in English Gargoyle’s garage) that I did some 10 years ago (most of my building have a name. Some curves look like to the house of Lloyd House that is in your marvellous book: Builder of Pacific Coast, which I discover only last year.…Claude Drolet from Québec
Press release: “Art Carpenter, self-taught woodworker writes about his process of becoming a designer of innovative and creative furniture. His book, 160 pages with magnificent color photographs, has been over 20 years in the writing.…
‘Name a contradiction, and Art Carpenter lived it. He was a square among hippies; a master craftsman who knew how to cut (or at least round) corners; a modernist with a rustic aesthetic; a much-revered icon who disliked being an object of attention. Even his name seemed to embody the happy union of two things normally kept apart. Though he hated the pun, it fit him perfectly. He was indeed a woodworker with deep aesthetic sense, or put the other way round, a born artist who knew how to get things done.'” -Glenn Adamson, head of graduate studies at the Victoria and Albert Museum, London
To order: Send $55 (includes tax and shipping) payable to Arthur Carpenter III to 120 Mountain Lane, Mill Valley, CA 94941.
New graffiti on beach: the taggers were down there working yesterday. I love this art form. Totally guerrilla, has nothing to do with the art world. Spontaneous, tough, decentralized, no $$$. Look at the lips here, the eyes. It’s on a corner of the seawall.
Vintage whine: I’ve been moping around big-time. My face and head healed up pretty fast from getting hit by a rolling log last week, but the cracked ribs are the bummer. There’s a brotherhood of guys who have had rib injuries. My friend Paul Wingate says, “Please God, don’t let me sneeze.” Can’t run, can’t paddle, Lord, life is bleak when the limbs are stationary. BUT, I’m starting to feel a bit better, going to take the long walk this afternoon.
iPad Stretches: could we have a hit here? It’s been downloaded 1500 times in its first 10 days out there. Rick just wrote me: “It’s currently listed as the #3 free offering in the Health, Body & Mind category of the iBookstore.” iPad users check it out. It’s free.
Tiny house book: I’ve got so much material this could easily be a series. I’m just about ready to start laying out
Pretty nice huh? Can’t remember who sent it.
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| Sent me by Godfrey Stephens. Neither of us know where it’s from. |
“Every year since 1993, the villagers of Inakadate, Japan, have created pictures in the local rice paddies as a way of attracting tourists to the area.…The original paddy art was formed by using two varieties of rice plants, one with dark purplish stalks and the other bright green. In recent years, genetically engineered plants have been added to produce three more colors: dark red, yellow and white.…”
Photo: Shiho Fukada for The New York Times
Lesley found this in a thrift shop some years ago and I just looked at it closely the other day. It seems alive. I get a tingle when I look at it. Like Lovejoy, the antique dealer/detective in the series of crime novels by Jonathan Gash. Lovejoy was a “divvy,” a person who could divine authentic antiques at a glance. Lovejoy would get dizzy, sometimes almost faint, when in the presence of a real and rare antique. I feel a bit of that at times with the occasional object. There’s an aura, like with this little statue.