Have You Seen This Man?
Dear reader, we here at the Artworks need to express our sincerest apologies for the lack of communication. These times…these are not good times. Unfortunately, as the saying goes, the shit has hit the fan. The chicken that is the Artworks has had its head chopped off, the head being our inspiration, our leader, the guy who writes the checks around here. David has flown the coop. He’s lost it. For real. The Artworks staff has been barred from the studio, the ‘artist’ having barricaded himself inside, refusing to come out until who knows when. We can only assume that either he is awaiting some sort of epiphanous moment of art-making ‘Eureka,’ or he is lying dead on the studio floor. Or somewhere in between. Speculation can be maddening.
In the meantime, we are doing our best to compile the art pieces that are ready for shipment to Brooklyn, NY for the December 1st opening at the Arm Letterpress. Entitled, ‘SwingBoomHissFlush,’ this show is the uncalculated confluence of David’s ‘irrational addiction to an unconditional love of American sports’ and the ‘racially based hypocrisies (he) can only eat as crow from the giant porcelain platter that is (his) white guilt. His words, not mine. Anyhow, these new works of paper and print, if I may speak for the artist, begin a blind, destination-less backflip into a pool of play and player-hating, where the thrill of victory meets the agony of defeat in a cage match of allegory and Barry Bonds apologizing. Oh he’s lost it all right.