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Marge Simpson & Mona Lisa Merge in Modern Art

Posted in Art & Culture, Goof & Glamour, I like big butts & I can not lie, politics, TV with tags , , , , , , , on October 4, 2008 by alphabetfiend
The beauty of the blue beehive.

The beauty of the blue beehive.

In honor of Homer voting for Obama  (I’m so proud of you, Homie)  I thought I’d post Nick Walker’s ode to Marge. Gotta love Mrs. Simpson! Marge is Homer’s better (far superior) half.  I love this piece.  Though maybe not as much as I love Moona Lisa, which brought in a surprising six figures at a recent Bonham’s Auction. Moona involves bare booty and I do love the booty.  Walker’s Marge is a wondrous thing.  Wouldn’t it look killer cool in one of those all-white modern pads filled with Lucite tables and bubble chairs, hung on a clean wall in lieu of a plasma TV? A sharp rectangular sofa piled with a pyramid of blue circle pillows; they’d never be out of place ’cause who’d dare to sit there? That’d be amazing in a magazine but that would never be me. I love candy pink, dandelion yellow, sea-monster green & glittery violet.  I’m too messy to ever be minimal, which is for the best since I can’t afford  a mid-century modern furniture habit. Lately, I love TV too much to ever give it the boot. So if you like minimal, there’s a free interior design tip. Just thought you’d enjoy a little Friday night art-peek, a small rest from the political ballyhoo. And now for a little of that TV I’ve grown so fond of…

We love you, Marge!

We never doubted your vote.

We always knew you weren’t a racist idiot.

Marge isn't falling for yer chirpy you-betchas, lady.

Marge isn't falling for your chirpy you-bethcha's, lady.

 

Alphabetfiend is Dia VanGunten — a writer & wanna-be circus freak living in Austin, Texas.

Mona Lisa shows her bum in Walker’s “Moona Lisa”

Posted in Art & Culture, I Heart Tricksters, I like big butts & I can not lie with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 27, 2008 by alphabetfiend

Not so long ago I dreampt that Vickie Berndt’s painting “Divine Goddess”  (Drag queen Divine as a many-armed indian goddess) had been stolen.  While still inside the dream in typical dream logic I surmised that “Divine Goddess” was the new Mona Lisa.  Though now that I’m awake I’m wondering if maybe Nick Walker’s “Moona Lisa” is more like it, literally.  Nick’s now infamous street piece has us asking “Has Mona changed over time, growing less modest and more irreverently unloosed?  Or have we simply gotten to know her better?  Now privy to her private goofball self?  A giggly playmate that she shares only with her lover or her dearest friends?  Are we banging Mona Lisa?  Is she our new (old) best bud? “

Walker's "Moona Lisa" is a cheeky look at a staid classic

Seeing Mona in a new setting, from a new, ahem, angle is oddly liberating.  I don’t know about y’all but when Mona is lifting her robes to show us her booty, I just wanna yank my crinolines and bare my own (bountiful)  bum.  I could bask in the moonlight all night.  Nick Walker explains the magic behind pieces like his Moona, “In 1992 I began to combine stencils with my freehand work. The appeal of stencils is that they allow me to take an image from anywhere – dissect any part of life – and recreate it on any surface.”

On his myspace page,  Walker lists among his interests: “Robots, pranks, space suits, ESP, swimming under water, Rock ’em Sock ’ems, macaroons. ”  Holy cupcake!  No wonder I like Nick Walker!  He’s a Robot-loving macaroon-munching mindreader with a trickster bent.  The neon orange foxes have kissed his forehead.  He’s most definitely Goof-blessed — at a recent Bonham’s Auction “Moona Lisa” (in some form) sold for six figures when it was estimated at only six grand.  Marc Schiller chopped it up to “the Banksy effect”  (Banksy being the outlaw street artist who became a gallery sensation.)  I dunno… makes a foxy kind of sense.  Funny things happen when your forehead is bussed by neon foxes.  “Estimates” be damned, my man, The DayGlo Fur had other plans.  Schillinger said in the October ’08 issue of Paper, “The price is not only astronomical, it’s absurd.”  Absurdity is the trickster’s signature — illegible loops of neon ink — so yea, absurd, exactly.  Makes me want to sleep with a feather-crossed macaroon on my forehead so as to summon some sneaky oscillations… 

Artist & (re) Inventer Nick Walker inks some prints of his modern masterpiece “Moona Lisa.”

“I got fuzzy hair, hate rude people and love burritos.”  — Nick Walker

Alphabetfiend is Dia VanGunten — a writer & wanna-be circus freak living in Austin, Texas.

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