Sunday, November 29, 2009

Black Friday

Can you put a price-tag on consumerism? What do you really need now?

What's up with this "black friday" thing?

Is it some "establishment' thing that gets people to the mall?

Is it something Madison Avenue concocted to get people to the Mall?

has it got something to do with things "black" in America?
If so, then visit Jumel Terrace Books in Harlem for a healthy dose of Africana.

Otherwise, enjoy the shopping season that is upon us.

BTW I need new slippers a new electronic gadget and maybe a tatoo.


Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Gratitude Day

Have a Nice Thanksgiving

Puritans and Party People Agree.
To Make Things Better, We Gotta Work Together.

Native Americans will tell ya.
Be thankful for what you got, even if ain't allot.

Fidel Castro may very well beez, The Father of All Turkeys.

In the Land of Plenty around, Turkeys for pennies a pound.

Ever Tried Deep Fried Turkey wrapped in buffalo jerky?


Sunday, November 22, 2009

Swampy Openings

On the occasion of Art Basel and Design Miami Fairs,

Swampspace Gallery

is please to invite You to a Foodie Pop-up Retail featuring.

"Home of the MIN TREATS"

MIN TREATS are Super HEALTHY, HOMEMADE, FULLY LOADED, oatmeal cookies made with organic and natural ingredients. Coconut oil increases your metabolism, Smart Balance lowers cholesterol and is high in Omega-3, Walnuts are high in Omega-3, Cranberries, GOJI BERRIES, and Chocolate are superb anti-oxidants. Unsweetened coconut is not only delicious, but is also good for you! Don’t forget the raisins! So go on...don’t feel guilty, INDULGE!!

The proceeds from this show will benefit Design and Architecture Senior High.


Thursday, November 19, 2009

Acid Green Growth

It is interesting to see just how much landscape planting is underfoot along the corridors of vehicular traffic in and around Metro Miami Dade. New York City is also going plant crazy. Here is an Elevated Green Space that is really charming with an urban splendor that is almost swampy.

US cities are not the only places going green. There is a town in Russia that has been taken over by nature. That is because nearly all the inhabitants have moved elsewhere. You see the town of Prypyat just happened to be downwind from Chernobyl. Who can forget that hot spot in the old red USSR.

There really is no one living there save for a few brave scraggly tour guides.

There are several points of attraction such as this memorial befitting those who got too close to the mushroom cloud.

Amusement park is closed...

...classrooms are empty.

Who among us could erase the memory of nuclear disasters such as Three Mile Island or Exxon Valdez and the ensuing mop-ups. Who could have predicted the sinking of the Titanic.
Who knew airplanes would fly into buildings.

Who among us is sold on the notion of safe nukes in our backyard.

How on earth will the swamp recover from our relentless onslaught at the hands of FPL.


Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Bloggers Backlog 2

Ain't It Grand!
Objectivision in the Age of InfoGlut



"We are fast approaching the stage of the ultimate inversion: the stage where the government is free to do anything it pleases, while the citizens may act only by permission; which is the stage of the darkest periods of human history, the stage of rule by brute force.
Ayn Rand

Type A personalities make the world go round... with dizzying consequences.

What Goes Up...

"The hardest thing to explain is the glaringly evident which everybody had decided not to see." Ayn Rand

The idea that Osama bin Laden was responsible for the 9/11 attacks has been an article of faith for public officials and the mainstream media.

Carrousel of Progress

"You'll Get Me Out of My Car When You Pry My Cold, Dead Foot from the Accelerator."
bumper sticker

Our solution to rush hour gridlock is not to demand public transportation but to transform our immobile automobile into a temporary office, bank, restaurant, bathroom, and stereo system.


Gomer and Goober, a Hole in One.

If any civilization is to survive, it is the morality of altruism that men have to reject.
Ayn Rand

Monsanto and the U.S. government are dealing with unanticipated hazards of the pesticide Roundup in the South American drug war.

America's for Health

"The man who lets a leader prescribe his course is a wreck being towed to the scrap heap."
Ayn Rand

With the passage of H.R. 3962, the Affordable Health Care for America Act, proponents of health care reform took an important step forward...

.... and blacks and women would know theyre place. people would be on there own to make or break themselves. No more government charity. If they were hungry, too bad, they can work. Thats what made this country so great before but the dems screwed it up.
anonymous comment SFDB

Fancitecture on the Beach

"A building has integrity just like a man. And just as seldom."
Ayn Rand

The Twisting Torso sculpture is a white marble piece based on the form of a twisting human being.

Time of the Signs

"Man's unique reward, however, is that while animals survive by adjusting themselves to their background, man survives by adjusting his background to himself. "
Ayn Rand

They paved paradise and put up a parkin' lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swingin' hot spot
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you got till it's gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot.

Yield to the Preposterous

"The only power any government has is the power to crack down on criminals. Well, when there aren't enough criminals, one makes them. One declares so many things to be a crime that it becomes impossible for men to live without breaking laws. "
Ayn Rand

Anything that can possibly go wrong, does.

Part of the Problem

"The question isn't who is going to let me; it's who is going to stop me. "
Ayn Rand

It is now abundantly clear that we have at our fingertips all of the tools we need to solve the climate crisis. The only missing ingredient is political will.

Fountainhead Swamp Resort

"When I die, I hope to go to Heaven, whatever the Hell that is. "
Ayn Rand


Monday, November 2, 2009

Knight of Mischief

Nicolas Lobo is arguably the leading proponent of Miami Fringe.
With ramshackle cleverness that defies the Brittoesque doldrums of Miami's art image, we hereby crown Lobo the Fox in the Swamphouse . One can overlook Lobo only if blinded by mundane and contrived notions of what sculpture aught to be. In these times the evidence is abundant, wildly new artworks are popping up with regularity. These daring expressions of things to come deliver more than meets the eye, but admittedly the stuff is not for everyone.

Mess Gets in you Eyes

If you have not heard of Nick Lobo it is because he is intent on destroying the things he makes.
Such was the case with this life-size diorama made entirely from homemade play-dough mixed with cough syrup. The monochrome depiction is inspired by a somber photo of a meth-head's living room he found on the web. If you thing anyone can do that, try going to CVS to buy all the cough syrup on the shelf and you will quickly understand the complexity of Lobo's endeavors.

Well That's Just Chippy

Lobo has perfected a brand of brash and irreverent sculpture that transcends convention. It take a particular kind of disposition to be comfortable with the goings on inside the ingenious ignoble minds of artists that are not squeamish or concerned with predictable works of art. Be it Soylent Green or live fish eggs in popcorn, Lobo redefines the artist palette with the confidence of a mad scientist and the results of a seasoned composer of experimental noise.

Deep Miami Bass

Native of Miami, home-schooled Lobo is most comfortable outside the boundaries of the enclaves of fine art. But somehow the work is apropos for todays sensibilities. His most resent WTF is perfectly at home in the open air courtyard of the tony Bass Museum on Miami Beach. A quasi-public space, the concrete island surrounded by a placid water feature is often a makeshift shelter for the ever pungent and unsavory homeless transients known to haunt SOBE. With precise Lobo form, the tropical igloo creation provides a disconcerting visual to the otherwise uninviting institutional facade.

100 Points of Departure

What I can't show you about this partial geodesic enclosure is the audio component. For that you will have to actually visit. The buttery bungalow is outfitted with a battery of transistor radios tuned to every kind of station, creating a veil of noise that blankets the auditory senses with a jumble of sounds and information at a decibel found in elevators. The orientation, the scale, material choice and vulnerability define this sculpture as a seminal work for Lobo.

Dome Away from Home

I was fortunate to encounter this fascinating freaky homeless dancer fluttering about the place. Our transient butterfly guy was kind enough to allow for a few snaps of the old camera obscura in return for a caring smile and a couple of bucks to keep things equitable. If i didn't know better, I would think the clever cretin had built himself a manic makeshift deluxe nomadic tent right under the ski-slope nose of the Bass Museum.