03.18.08

Ouch.

Posted in Uncategorized, Life at 1:50 am by Fletcher

Well, I’ve got just under a week left here in the Big City. I can’t help but think that a year ago, I was undergoing another change - and how that one has impacted this one…

Anyway. I was viciously awoken this morning by the jackass construction workers renovating this building - they seem to think its OK to start work at 7 AM. NYC.gov states that all construction work MUST begin at 9 AM. This is the 1st time I’ve ever wanted to beat someone over the head with the internet.

I decided this is something I WON’T MISS. And right on the heels of that, I started thinking about the things that I will happily be giving up:

Sirens. - everyone knows just how much I hate living on a street that has both a police station and a firehouse. I may have to make a .mp3 recording of it to take with me, so I’ll have something to bitch about.

Ditto construction noises.

NYC garbage marinating under a sultry August sun.

Hipsters.

Long lines. - I swear, they could offer free punches to the face and NY’ers would line up, around the block for them. And it would take forever. And it would irritate me to no end - I mean come on, how long does it take to punch someone?

Seeing my neighborhood used as the worlds largest outdoor toilet. - I mean, seriously, I’m gonna go on a tour of the country and pee at random spots, just so other people can enjoy the sight of some dude relieving himself in public.

Roommates. I’ve had some awesome one, I’ve had hell-spawn. My particular bent is a breed of camper-style roomies, who never leave, never go anywhere and do nothing but have tons of friends over. Constantly. Like as in weeks at a time. And all they do is eat my food, drink my beer and use the bathroom continuously.

Tourists. I don’t mind the polite seasoned tourist - its the ones who link arms 10 across, blocking the whole sidewalk, singing NY, NY, the theme from Laverne & Shirley or the Mary Tyler Moore theme and who whine incessantly about how expensive everything is while beating their misbehaving brats. You people should be sterilized for the good of mankind.

Bridge and Tunnel Guidos. Take your gangsta rap and yer SUV’s back to Long Island where they belong.

People from Jersey who waltz in here and act like they own the place - you too,

And lastly, wearing pants - Roomies do have friends, girlfriends and also parents, and these visitors have always prevented me from just kicking back and running around in my underwear - well no more.

ok not lastly: what ARE these things? They’re on lightposts and no one seems to know what they are…

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03.10.08

Git Some!

Posted in Art at 12:57 am by Fletcher

As I pack up and prepare to move my existence to the great white Midwest, there are things that I don’t really care to carry on that journey - yet don’t feel should be consigned to the nearest dumpster.

For example; the painting below - it never really struck a chord with me, it was more of an exercise in ‘blending’ elements I see in the city. Sometimes it make for a good painting, like Aja 17, which many people love, or it ends up like this one.

Which is not to say that I hate it - far from it. It was an idea I had in my head, pervasive enough to commit it to canvas (or in this case, sheet steel) and I’ve been loathe to just toss it or re-prime the damn thing and start anew.

Which is why I leave it to you. Anyone who might like it, its yours. Come and get it. Or, if yer in walking distance, I’ll even hand deliver it. There have been many a fan who has stated that if they had my asking price, they’d own this painting or that one - well, this one’s a freebie, it just depends on it you want it, or one of mine.

anyway, take a gander (click on the thumbnail for a bigger view)