Tuesday, October 18, 2005

Blart is Back

Getting in touch with the inner art geek is so good. I miss Blart shows.






64 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hearts and more hearts! Please name....or are these your undergrad pictures??

Blart keeps getting better and better.

Mountain Man said...

goya, leonora carrington, picabia, milton avery, i dunno, paul nash

thanks pd. no they are not my undergrad works. you silly goose.

Anonymous said...

These are dark forces. I am very heartened, I know I can find a place for myself here.

Anonymous said...

I know...I was just being silly. I really like the Nash, and of course Avery and Picabia....

Anonymous said...

I am gearing up for a fight at high noon. This fight will be about intellectual property. How dumb.

Anonymous said...

Theatrical Mystic Lawyer, I am available for help if you need me. Are you ok?

fairy butler said...

i LOVE the horseys! Blart rules.

fairy butler said...

it's funny - the minute i see these i fall in love again with painting!! so inspiring

Anonymous said...

Hi FB. Horseys love you back.

Anonymous said...

BSD, please help! Or maybe PD can give me the slicer?

Anonymous said...

Victims are accumulating along the mandatory avenues. Piling up into charmless clumps. I bite.

Anonymous said...

these are lovely.

fairy butler said...

i want to make a painting like that picabia. i am now obsessed with it.

Anonymous said...

I heart the Carrington.

Anonymous said...

Me too. I am on a road to nowheres.

sloth said...

love your selection, mm! the carrington rocks... they all are great. You are great.

Anonymous said...

There is absolutely no pathway I can find to existing happily amongst others. I am uncomfortable in my trousers, which are tan, and I am sure I am being pointed at and laughed at when I walk by a row of co-types. I can barely stand to be around people, it pains me, it contorts me into a twisted nerd shape. I don't want to be visible anymore, I would like to recede fully into the shadows. There is an unsteadiness, and an unfitness that is shameful. I am deeply ashamed and the stains on my tan trousers are proof of my wrongness.

I am looking for moist towelettes to clean up the mess. I am looking for anaesthetics.

Anonymous said...

YOU are great, your Slothness.

Anonymous said...

Pats to everyone who wants them from my slimy pork chop hands.

Anonymous said...

Goon, I think we all understand where you are coming from. You need a fistful of bennies and a few lines of coke.

Anonymous said...

I need to become miniature. Bennies would be good too. Coke is not a good idea, I am allergic.

Anonymous said...

mm! love the selection. Especially the carrington. Timeless......

Anonymous said...

MM, I need to speak with chewed up baby.

Anonymous said...

Krix, you called? How can I help you? I am so grossed out today.

Anonymous said...

Hi Hams. How goes it?

Anonymous said...

maelstrom I am fine, except for intestinal distress. How are you?

Anonymous said...

there is churning

Anonymous said...

Listen my intestines are strewn about the room. I am waiting until the winds of the mind die down before I gather them and stuff them back inside. Things are complex here. I am at a loss to explain myself.

Anonymous said...

why complex? The intestines are ordered in a random fashion. They can be stuffed in willy nilly. Please do.

Anonymous said...

I have new compelling intestinal distress. More tests! More barium in free flow. White droppings.

Anonymous said...

The complexity is rooted in antic foolishness that comes into me even when I ask it not to. The antic foolishness disassembles the guts, weakens the legs. The cause is negligible but wreaks havoc anyway.

Anonymous said...

White droppings....like bird droppings?

Anonymous said...

yes. except larger. This is the barium glow.
maybe play the worst case scenario game. That calms me. The worst is less deadly than anticipation

Anonymous said...

Miniature action figures are festooned in me. I am poorly attended to and allowed to get out of control.

Anonymous said...

oh muck. please contain the soldiers. They need direction.

Anonymous said...

I will try. I will try to gain access to containment powers. Get in line. Order yourselves.

Anonymous said...

It is trying to reveal onesself.

Anonymous said...

We won't! We have no orders we run inside your tubes. We have super powers and hungers inside the ranks. I am truth when I follow.

Anonymous said...

The leader has left the compound. He has summoned the dark forces for a take over and a unification crisis. there was a war, a bird and a vulture. The magical signs aligned but then were undone. There is a kingdom on the inside. The soldiers are under fire.

Anonymous said...

The soldiers are bunions, warts. They will get filed down with an emory board. The king is in the butter. I am hardly anything anymore. Transcendental Meditation is my only hope.

Anonymous said...

Presence is dreaded. Negation is desired.

Anonymous said...

King and soldiers, it high time the troops are rallied to battle sirs. shed your fears! The battle is nigh.

Anonymous said...

I cannot go to battle. I will not betray my masters.

Anonymous said...

transcendental meditation is a cult. I know a certain Max who had to go to therapy because of it. BEWARE my dark horse.

Anonymous said...

tears of compunction, you are weak willed. Your flesh is marred by quivering angst.

Anonymous said...

follow the pressure points. FOLLOW closely to the nearest dent in the mind's constant whisper. It is not a scream. It must be considered.

Anonymous said...

I am going into a battle of the soul.

Anonymous said...

the soul is already left. It is now a lost child. But fear not. there is a lion inside the child. It's name is priest

Anonymous said...

mystic liver, I think you have already battled on top of my soul. Please be gone.

Anonymous said...

ahhhh, priest. I know him well.

Anonymous said...

the priest is reciting incantations... the vibrations are thrumming.

Anonymous said...

krix! the battle must be fought. You will be the victor. It is the cuntbag who must be punished. I will poke first.

Anonymous said...

I am rummaging around for my gently used weaponry. aHA! The mace.

I will swing it ferociously. Get out of my way cuntbag. I will strike.

Anonymous said...

I am making a concerted effort. My raging is appeased only by rats. live. I must be have blood to atone for the dangers within and without. There are tortures awaiting. there are constant variations on the theme. The rob and the paul are the ones to watch for. Sometimes when I am sleeping I begin to question the legitamacy of my undertakings. I wonder if a lion can create change in the world and kill the wizards which must be punished. Yes, my friend. It is possible. But time is needed.

Anonymous said...

rats. I have to go. school night.

dang. just when it was getting good.

Anonymous said...

krix. It is for your own good. I wish for your love and comfort. YES! It must happen. The seer has spoken.

Anonymous said...

goodbye krixfort. May the rat be with you.

Anonymous said...

Remission is in order. Arrange the veins into a mathematical round-up. A plexus of dissonance and unity all in one. Eat the sand from the eroded beaches and gum your mouths up with gelatin. I love you.

Anonymous said...

I have the hammer of transfixion for you. I have the knives of diffidence. Bend over and prepare your anus for a plumbing.

Anonymous said...

I will be the twin surgeon. There is much work to do.

Corny said...

I know I'm a little late here but WooWoo! Great Blart exhibit MM. I hearts the Milton Avery and all your choices. And the Paul Nash, Woah. I gotta look into him, it's new to me...

Anonymous said...

What a lovely display of paintings! Did you make all of these?

fairy butler said...

hi mm,

oy, i just had an earful on ed w's blog about escapism in art post from yesterday. why do people like specifics so much? i think the best way to address the outside world is from the inside.

how did the magic mind melding ceremony go? did the underpant/syringe charm hold?

sloth said...

Hi mm! If wizard is smart you will be snapped up like the delicious morsel that you are.