Tuesday, March 03, 2015

moats ooze

How may I find out how much my clown oil painting is worth?

The Second Encyclopedia.

"One day I'm over at his house to discuss this newspaper strip idea we had and he's talking about who we might get to draw it. I was going to write it and we were going to get someone else to draw it. I'm not sure what Bob was going to do on it except sign his name. I said to him, 'Bob, isn't it disappointing to you that you don't draw any more? You were once such a great artist.' He wasn't but you had to talk to Bob that way.

He said, 'Oh, no. Let me show you something.' He took me into a little room in his house. It was his studio. I didn't even know he still had a studio. It was all set up with easels and things and there were paintings, paintings of clowns. You know the kind. Like the ones Red Skelton used to do. Just these insipid portraits of clowns, all signed very large, 'Bob Kane.' He was so proud of them. He said, 'These are the paintings that are going to make me in the world of art. Batman was a big deal in one world and these paintings will soon be in every gallery in the world.' He thought the Louvre was going to take down the Mona Lisa to put up his clown paintings." --Arnold Drake, (via)

Selected clown paintings.

The Residents have it covered.

More selected clown paintings.

Pointillist ones.

An artist named Baby Clown Art.

    "The Skulker

Betrayal has seven layers, five of them destiny
sandwiched between black and white.
A card arrived with the bouquet,
in the back room on your bed.
The signal was busy the day at the beach.
One hundred and forty vignettes,
doesn’t matter what happened next or who held the camera.
In Adlieh I kept a key tied to my thumb
when you first met in long glances.
A falling star over my right shoulder
as you dropped the last vestige of your humanity.
She slid on the stretcher as we headed south
between love and the last meal.
That year the tomatoes volunteered and grapes returned
when beauty turned its hard back on memory.
I noted that it was a rudder not an axle
as defeat sculpted a new side between breezes
where we sat on the banks of Patagonia
waiting our turn."

--Carmen is a Cat

Dunn introduces The Pilo Family Circus.

13 Ways of Looking at a Quagmire.

    "Dallas Earthquake"

is it that the lines quiver,
things move of themselves

all that is solid
into air melts

our doom came knocking
we weren't there

What would you pay for John Wayne Gacy's clown art?

Keaton reviewed at Rain Taxi.



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