I bet she’s thinking, I’m not even gonna fret it’s Sunday. Well girl, if I had that tousled hair and that rubicund, peachy glow, I wouldn’t worry about Monday either. I’d be all, let me be about that life.
I bet she’s thinking, I’m not even gonna fret it’s Sunday. Well girl, if I had that tousled hair and that rubicund, peachy glow, I wouldn’t worry about Monday either. I’d be all, let me be about that life.
Here’s to having it and eating it too. TGIF, enjoy your adventures, wherever they take you. Betcha can’t choke on all that saccharin hooey.

ABCfamily gave the gift of Titanic to primetime television earlier this week, and I forgot how much art Rose has! Like that diamond isn’t enough?! Girlfriend, your mom talks about how your family be broke and yet you’re sitting on all those paintings that weren’t actually on that boat!
I love the part of the movie when Jack’s drawing Rose, and she calls him out for blushing. “I can’t imagine Monsieur Monet blushing.”
Oh, Rose.
This is a pretty awesome video describing Rachel Whiteread’s process for the work Ghost. Easily her most recognized work, Ghost is a set of plaster casts that provides three-dimensional, positive space to negative space. She cast the space of a parlor in a Victorian townhouse in North London (then abandoned, now demolished). She wanted to “mummify” air.
I love Whiteread’s approach of trying to make the negative positive. I sometimes think about doing that with Gauguin, but I just can’t, Rachel. I just CAN’T.
She took the plaster mold approach to an entire house in Wennington Green, East London, shortly before its demolition. The name? Get ready…Ghost House.
Paul Gauguin created this travesty in 1891. You can pass by it at the Guggenheim.
Gauguin wanted to go to Tahiti to
“immerse [himself] in virgin nature, see no one but savages, live their life, with no other thoughts in mind but to render the way a child would . . . and to do this with nothing but the primitive means of art, the only means that are good and true.”
Ugh. What a nightmare. What’s worse about this is scholars think he looked to the Trajan Column and the gosh darn PARTHENON when painting this guy and his horse. He wanted to make the primitive accessible to a Western art audience. YEESH, what a clown.
People are encouraged to bang this cymbals mobile at the Guggenheim. I’m usually not shy, but I didn’t do this. The whole, “No, really, touch the art!” movement still freaks me out. I just took a bunch of photos in the atrium area and got tsk-tsk’d by multiple security guards. All in all, a beautiful visit.