OH OH OH
Still loving ya honey. DEEP AS DIRE FUCK.
VIBING. Don't lose faith in the bad ass.
Them sad sack requiems to awesome: trash that. Shine hard.
Love thy fellow fellows and follow no leader to squabbling steaming dung heap.
Watch, read, and expand. Take walks. Make friends.
Walk in the dark. LOVELY.
love,
sp
(We had a new group show and book released with others in goldern SASKATOON, along with new prints for sale at PRO ARTS GALLERY. BB also debuted a new VIDEO PIECE at FLEET WOOD GALLERY. Our outfit has been offline and low key, doing festivals and screenings while being bastards at not updating on the INNERWEB. Forgive us and Love us unconditionally, please. We're the shy type. We'll be releasing the fab, but hard work's the order of the day before the flood of enchantment is well on its way. If you do need to CONTACT US, well then please do [scroll down]. We'll be doing a subscription something or other soon, so keep reading and keep sharing our distinctly phantasmagorical triumphs in conceptual art.
UH, ya know, [whispered] hell prevails.)
Showing posts with label art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label art. Show all posts
February 17, 2019
August 11, 2017
COLUMNS / CORINTHIANS
Smell the smelter. The iron works.
A charmed mind is resilient in its efforts to evade the rusted palaces, shoreside.
Paperwork. Paperwork.
Had some π and coffee, thinking of that old mathematic mechanic cafe that used to be around here.
There was also a boutique that played songs with a stir of strings when it got lights out and late.
Washington Square could spare some more tales, a splash of port mayhaps for this salty dog.
It serves a dood draped in ox-blood any ole' time.
This goldern necronomicon got side-saddled stitching and was distributed by this zine distro out near where James Dean got wrangled in the reins of his Little Bastard.
In life's free-for-all explosions of emotions the question persists as well.
Is the internet about good or bad vibes?
Does hell prevail? Oh well, I'm not sure. The demon-haunted world seems undaunted - joyous, even.
But the kicks are getting higher than a legion of chicas' can-can.
Another fax came in with all the words - funny ones.
The end came with the question of when a joke is a joke or a funny statement a funny statement or just merely an actual inescapable position witnessed from afar.
Laughter draws blood into the lungs.
Singing is thrilling.
Singing is resisting.
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May 25, 2017
DANGER TO THE SYSTEM
OCCULAR EYEPLUGS Third Action ::
KNIFE / EYEBALL
Occular Eyeplugs is an ongoing series of films and videos from local to international artists, video makers, and other esoteric time based media presented at various locations throughout the Bay Area. This show brings together almost a dozen short works plus a live A/V performance by Cyborg Eye from Italy.
CYBORG EYE presents “They Know We Are Here,” a found film with an accompanying soundtrack which were found as a pair affixed together in bloody gauze in a back alley dumpster of Rome, Italy.
CYBORG EYE is an amalgamation of visual, aural, psychedelic and perceptual structures of B roll horror, faux fact/fiction cinematic tropes of entropy, chaos, humor, and death.
CYBORG EYE uses abstract narrative, proto-science fiction, offering up a dystopian archetype of symbology, amalgamated bodies, “zombies”, abstract light and sound and the subtle registries of fear in the human brain.
Videos on the program include:
By The Light by Philadelphia’s Moor Mother, described as “Sandra Bland Returning from the dead with a Hatchet.” Strobing cacaphonic images flicker of the artist educating the listener with visceral and powerful words and image. City lights and stars pale in comparsion with the weight held in a single word. https://moormothergoddess.bandcamp.com
Trapped from ZEEK SHECK is a five minute glitched out tour de force with surreal psychedelic rhythms of shifting and amalgamated faces, bodies and unknown beings mutating in space. We are all going to die. We are all going to die. We are all going to die. Trapped steadily builds up to and morbidly repeats the rhythms of the assembly line of consciousness, as faces and bodies shift into bodybags and Rubik’s Cube mind alterations of living and non-living beings. http://www.cannermefe.com
Chiquito Bendito by Las Sucias observes cult and esoteric rituals involving bloody head in a blender style collage, with strobing skull misanthropes, that goes behind the scenes of the artists tale of castrations and justified violence on the patriarchy and cat-calling no brains zombies. https://sucieria.bandcamp.com
Punch A Nazi, Fuck Richard Spencer by Anti Art Collective. Meticulously edited videos of deliberate violence enacted against agents of oppression a la the police and Richard Spencer, edited for hypnotic brainwashing techniques of anti authoritarian agenda cut to WOLF EYES, THREE SIX MAFIA, METALLICA and more.
Other featured artists:
WIZARD APPRENTICE
GERA LOZANO
GENITAL QUARTZ
SHALO P
AH MER AH SU
BONUS BEAST
LEXAGON
FLETCHER PRATT
CORAL REMAINS
The “Danger To The System” series is curated by Malocculsion, Pro Arts curator in residence.
Pro Arts’ Curatorial Residency Program is funded in part by a grant from the National Endowment for the Arts.
April 4, 2017
August 1, 2016
PSST
WE'RE GONNA BLEED OUT THEM PORES OVER HERE PRETTY SOON.
THERE'S A LOT OF NEW FUN COMING, WRACKED WITH SORROW AS WE RILE UP A WHOLE LOTTA WILD. TO PARTY.
WE'RE THINKING ABOUT NEW MUTANTS BOOKS - ITS A VIVID, STRANGE CONCEPT FOR RESTLESS MINDS.
NEW TAPES ARE COMING SOON TOO, LIKE HUNGRY GHOSTS - PURE PLEASURE.
WE'RE GONNA DO SOME SCREENINGS AS WELL - MAD MAD MAD TELEVISION FOR GHOSTS BANQUETS FOR THE SENSES - FROM THE HOLE IN THE VAULT TO THE BASEMENT SHOW PROCURED BY THE COSMIC COLOSSAL VOID.
HOPEFULLY THE WALLS HOLD BACK 'CAUSE WE SHANT.
IT'LL BE DEF & DIVINE. WE JUST GOTTA REACH THEM SEARCHERS THAT BEEN SEARCHING TO CONNECT WITH OUR SWEET NUFFIN.
COMING SO-SO SOON, DOOD.
&
WE FUCKING LOVE YA SURVIVORS. THAT LOVE IS TRUE HONEST IMMORTAL - LIKE A FUCKING VAMPIRE.
IF YOU'RE FEELING WEIRD IN YOUR SKIN IT'S JUST THE BEGINNING OF SLINKING AWAY CLEAN FROM THE CRIME.
oh oh oh hell prevails,
SHALO P
FROM THE DESK OF DORDERY MARKS
June 10, 2016
THE BEDROOM SUITE / NEW DVD EDITION
We are happy to present Television for Ghosts : THE BEDROOM SUITE
in a brand new brusquefully lustful edition of this contemporary cinema classic.
NOW AVAILABLE for purchase at Catharine Clark Gallery in foggy ole' San Francisco!
THIS IS A LIMITED EDITION DEAL, REAL LOVE-YOU-SO-TENDER-CINEMA FOR THE SERIOUS CINEPHILE. PAY UP THE SCRATCH OR NO ONE GETS HURT. This blood is delicious dood!!! Don't scrimp on the good stuff. YA'LL DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU MISSES OR MADAMS 'TIL YA LET THE FIRE LICK YA SOMETHING UNFATHOMABLE.
Actually, THE BEDROOM SUITE is quite a unique feat in ultra-alive cinema, each explosive chapter, full of tender surprises - each single edition - a fucking fuzzy peach and absolutely fucking perfect. It's lean mean "down-home goodness" from our home to yours.
in a brand new brusquefully lustful edition of this contemporary cinema classic.
NOW AVAILABLE for purchase at Catharine Clark Gallery in foggy ole' San Francisco!
THIS IS A LIMITED EDITION DEAL, REAL LOVE-YOU-SO-TENDER-CINEMA FOR THE SERIOUS CINEPHILE. PAY UP THE SCRATCH OR NO ONE GETS HURT. This blood is delicious dood!!! Don't scrimp on the good stuff. YA'LL DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU MISSES OR MADAMS 'TIL YA LET THE FIRE LICK YA SOMETHING UNFATHOMABLE.
hep hep,
: )
SP
June 2, 2016
OAKLAND SHOWDOWN
ALL NEW
We got rad Shalo P prints and musical madness debuting OUT OF THE BLUE tomorrow and tomorrow's tomorrow.
WOO HOO.
It's all going down GOLD for the sake of wild fun, and tending to the public sphere's concerns over lack of public art of the "non-abstract-lipstick-case-metal-phallus" variety, and for maybe something just a tad more of the "country home-cooking for a kinder future metropolis of creative miscreants" kind.
Make it out and I'll party beside you, and all the good folks of Oakland, California in the vicinity.
It's gonna be a wild ball - and as sunny as an egg on its most casual side.
love,
PARTICIPATING ARTISTS:
NEHA SPELLFISH
PUZZLE
MOOR MOTHER
PANDER
VANKMEN
ALEX CRUSE + KEVIN LO
SHALO P
and more.
NEHA SPELLFISH
PUZZLE
MOOR MOTHER
PANDER
VANKMEN
ALEX CRUSE + KEVIN LO
SHALO P
and more.
THIS FRIDAY AND SATURDAY
POP UP ART SHOW / PERFORMANCE / FILM PROGRAM
"T.O.G.C.I.A.D.COP"
at OSCAR GRANT PLAZA.
FRIDAY JUNE 3. 3-9PM
SATURDAY JUNE 4. 3-9PM
assembled by Ratskin Records
ratskin event:
https://www.facebook.com/
public event:
https://www.facebook.com/
A program with artists' bios & info will be made available. Free to the public. : )
"T.O.G.C.I.A.D.COP"
at OSCAR GRANT PLAZA.
FRIDAY JUNE 3. 3-9PM
SATURDAY JUNE 4. 3-9PM
assembled by Ratskin Records
ratskin event:
https://www.facebook.com/
public event:
https://www.facebook.com/
A program with artists' bios & info will be made available. Free to the public. : )
May 30, 2016
GAMES FOR MAY 2016 / MYSTERY GAMES
WAY MAY DAY / GAMES FOR MAY 2016 / THE MYSTERY GAMES
SHALO P / TELEVISION FOR GHOSTS surely don't operate like most.
Our stories are scattered across five corners of the accursed inter-web.
Only select bookstores, run by deranged mutant acolytes of cinema / literature, house SHALO P books like rowdy inmates in a Heartbreak Hotel / Jailhouse Rock / Caged Heat crossover starring Freddy Mercury.
Our previous indifference to internet representation had left us somewhat incomplete,
a sort of fill-in-the-blank artist supplemented by nuanced interviews.
The truth is just a hop skip n' a jump
into the desert of the unreal.
a sort of fill-in-the-blank artist supplemented by nuanced interviews.
The truth is just a hop skip n' a jump
into the desert of the unreal.
We're just voices of reason here, focused through SHALO P / TELEVISION FOR GHOST's fine medusa-shaped prism, currently being an odd "appendices to a single room", representing various new refurbished natural philosophies to demolish them old shitty ones.
FROM THE DESK OF SHALO P :
I'd stamp a Chuck Close painting to death to make room for a Jack Kirby any ole' day, or for a stream of Peter Greenaway / Michael Nyman cinematic compositions, the brilliance of Shana Moulton - it might suffice to have Orlan's lovely face left hanging on the wall like a mask, but straight bizness can keep its bordomz bliss to itself.
Frankly, The Underground is an incoherent term, now that everything's allegedly a click away - sorta. And yet The Counterculture is still surprisingly standing arms wide - fancy that.
Reality's still only skin-deep, in this regard - SEVEN LAYERS OF HEAVEN - plenty enough degrees for slowly separating the baking from oven.
So, it seems that we may as well come clean that we keep a lot of stuff off the internet.
It's practically another Universe to me, in a sense, a myriad of soft spaces, lost spaces, information, and unbridled pornography. Yeah, we can rely on it, but only Nothing is rock-solid, 'cept our principles, rocks, and our thrillz.
FROM THE DESK OF BB :
The Television For Ghosts library will never be completely online. It just can't. I tried and the computer vomited, nearly dying, and needed, like, a thousand back rubs to recuperate.
FROM THE DESK OF DORDERY MARKS :
Look, let's figure that folks these days seem to favor handy little typewriters, and the streets are aplumb with phony walkers bumping into people like inconvenient clouds, buffering spaces like it's a peripheral game of "walking is so easy I can do it blind-folded". This isn't going away - WHATEVER - but playing TVG off a "lil" fucking phone just isn't our sort of cinema. It sounds fucking gross. We do theatres, grand ballrooms, vibrant spaces, basements, tremulous innerspaces. Where's that ringing coming from? Hands up!!!
You're dealing with one of the smartest teams fucking EVER fucking ever fuckin.. wha... huh... uh... Where were we again? Who am I kiddin'?
Be our friend and let's assuage the aches and traumas of total information for a more palatable discourse on inter-dimensional travel through the membranes of culture and the arts in conceptual video, literature, and smarty comic strip funnies interpolating all manner of COSMIC ENDEAVOUR.
We'll have products soon to complete this discourse economically. Right now it's just a cool chat between pals, right?
The wheels are in motion, and the gears are oiled by the blood of patriots.
Let's figure this phase of the internet age as the The School of Thought period.
Folk have many beliefs and ideas. We're practically prone.
Certain ideas draw lines across lines over the horizon upon the horizon (on the horizon).
An idea's innate beauty can be extrapolated to shatter "mind-forged manacles".
Let's keep striving for higher ideas, and keep talking to our fellow humans, when being offline means turning on and flipping out.
hep hep,
sp
May 28, 2016
"ART PREZ ENDORSEMENT" AKA "LET'S PRESS FOR THAT UPSET"
"UPDATES FOR WHORSES UP TO SNOG, MATE /
VIE FOR NEW PRECEDENT PRESENT IN PRESIDENT OF AMERICA /
A DAMN DECENT ENDORSEMENT FOR THEM THAT DON'T VOTE"
by Shalo P
Dear Good Folk,
TELEVISION FOR GHOSTS totally endorses an Art President.
No more Bush / Clinton Dynasties for us, PLEASE.
And FINALLY, somebody who just shares our plain ole’ hatred of the nasty cold reality of Corporate Culture, blatant Wall Street malfeasance, and the inhuman 1% Sabotage of the American Democratic Process. This united, uncontrolled greed has poisoned, horrifically abused, and swallowed alive this planet’s natural resources and good faith.
We need real solutions to a whole list of dire issues; Innate Human Dignity being recognized before Material Wealth sounds like a good start. Honest Pay for Honest Work sounds "tits" to me too.
Let the anxious clouds and screaming voices on the horizon impart good sense unto you this June 7th, dear Californian. VOTE WITH FURY, wherever you may be this year. Do it as a solid rebuke to that trough of unreal hogwash running this country under the banner of the Republican Party, and for a fucking goddamn decent modicum of honesty in the supposed highest seat of office in this nation - in deference to overseeing some semblance of true "justice over all".
Fact is: When you play the The Game of Thrones in today's US of A, you're gonna need a Red Wedding's worth of super-delegates in your pocket, unless the underdog breaks the model by unifying the unrepresented.
Fact is: When you play the The Game of Thrones in today's US of A, you're gonna need a Red Wedding's worth of super-delegates in your pocket, unless the underdog breaks the model by unifying the unrepresented.
LET'S PUSH FOR THE UPSET OF A LIFETIME.
Let's resolve to remain fine young knives ready to carve any encounter with the systematically corrupt powers that be, no matter who wins.
Let's resolve to remain fine young knives ready to carve any encounter with the systematically corrupt powers that be, no matter who wins.
LET'S DO OUR PART TO
OVERTURN THIS HOLOGRAM
AND MAYBE PUNCTUATE THE LAST THREE CENTURIES OF AMERICAN REFORM WITH ANOTHER GOOD OMEN.
This experiment called "human civilization" is still reeling from so many drag drawbacks suffered in the generations past...
This experiment called "human civilization" is still reeling from so many drag drawbacks suffered in the generations past...
The Slaves, arguably, have been freed, unless you're anywhere near a fast food joint or think of the visiting someplace where prospects of freedom are unilaterally unsavory (like North Korea).
Women can boast of the right to vote for over one hundred years, if they can wait a bunch of summers.
Modern forms of communication seem a seamless in-penetrable stream with an invariable tangle of disparate perspectives overlaid onto a panopticon that oddly feels like it goes both ways, raining down a culture of mediated abundance while drinking up our personal information. It figures that folk feel like they're trapped on the wrong side of a one-way mirror.
It's plenty tough to make a new choice too, especially when each step seems fraught with far-too-serious repercussions, including various forms of internet crucification, self-immolation (or those deluded as far to believe: deification).
Well Baby, ain't it crazy that FDR had it right about “THE FEAR”? Shucks, a potentially civil conversation these days - in living breathing life - can likely result in your discussion being cut short by the listener publicly shitting themselves outta fear.
It's plenty tough to make a new choice too, especially when each step seems fraught with far-too-serious repercussions, including various forms of internet crucification, self-immolation (or those deluded as far to believe: deification).
Well Baby, ain't it crazy that FDR had it right about “THE FEAR”? Shucks, a potentially civil conversation these days - in living breathing life - can likely result in your discussion being cut short by the listener publicly shitting themselves outta fear.
SURE ENOUGH.
It’s about time we had an Art President.
It’s about time we had an Art President.
COME ON
WE GOTTA BELIEVE IN BEATING BULLSHIT
OR WHERE YA THINK YOU'RE GONNA GET YOUR KICKS?
OR WHERE YA THINK YOU'RE GONNA GET YOUR KICKS?
From that leather-shined stamping boot?
Or a world nuanced with rules that uphold dignity, creativity, and inter-connection - one that is fearless in hoping our asshole human collective gets its act together eventually?
Or a world nuanced with rules that uphold dignity, creativity, and inter-connection - one that is fearless in hoping our asshole human collective gets its act together eventually?
With the most love and compassion I can emit to strangers and friends.
(heart emoticon) Please Vote Wise (heart emoticon)
San Francisco, California
"America's Favorite City"
MAY 2016
p.s.
"We will not be driven by fear into an age of unreason, if we dig deep in our history and our doctrine, and remember that we are not descended from fearful men — not from men who feared to write, to speak, to associate and to defend causes that were, for the moment, unpopular."- FDR
"We will not be driven by fear into an age of unreason, if we dig deep in our history and our doctrine, and remember that we are not descended from fearful men — not from men who feared to write, to speak, to associate and to defend causes that were, for the moment, unpopular."- FDR
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