Did you get pears??

Old man: “Did you get pears?… Did you get pears?… Did you get pears??”

Old lady: “We’ll discuss it inside.”

–One of the best pieces of TV writing ever. Tear-inducing laughter. Wow.

Thank you, Mad Men.

Imagine Peace Tower w/ aurora

Amazing image of Yoko Ono’s Imagine Peace light tower in Iceland, from AFFIRMATION FOR 2010 by Yoko Ono | IMAGINE PEACE.

The VEnice

I just had a lovely jaunt to Venice to perform at Ca’Zanadi for the Biennale art festival. Venice is a town of smartly dressed dogs and meter-wide “streets” that can only be successfully navigated by people who are relaxed but alert after an hour long spritz break followed by an hour-long espresso break.

I was part of a group of artists performing “site-specific” pieces inspired by the Ca’Zanadi house, a gaudy and lovely old Rococo building that now serves as a boutique hotel/art space.

There wasn’t a whole lot of street art in Venice that I saw–mostly just random tagging, but the tags were all layered upon each other in a cool looking way on specific doors and other enclosed areas. And I found this gem of a stencil near the Ca’Zanadi. Look closely–yes, those are chewing gum penises.

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Random nod to the west side… To which “west side” were they referring? California? Portugal? Ireland?

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My contribution to Venice street art: Bloody Mario, made from leftover “blood” from my performance.

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I had the tiniest little hotel closet of a room, which would have been a bit of a bummer if the awesome person who stayed there before me had not left a pair of heart-shaped light up glasses under the bed for me to find.

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So, really great trip. I took a lot of pictures to satisfy my door fetish, but I’ll link to those later. More photos on flickr.

Berlin and Street art: happening upon an awesome mural

I was walking to a friend’s house in Prenzlauer Berg of all places, and happened upon this super cool mural off of Marienburgerstraße. It’s a combination of, like… Everything. I can’t even describe it. There are chickens in suits.

 

So yeah… Enough bitching–this is what I love about Berlin.