The Book of Torsoes: Almost the End

The back cover of The Book of Torsoes.

The last two pages of The Book of Torsoes. These pages are sort of like a city wall that is layered with a lot of information, printed material and grafitti. I also had The Book of Torsoes with me on a visit to P.S. 1 and so I wrote down the names of the artists I was interested in.

I spend a lot of time in museums and art galleries, don't you know.

These two pages are near the end of The Book of Torsoes. I always have trouble finishing things. They are heading in nice directions, in fact one depicts a rather attractive headless Cypriot torso carrying a bull's head. I won't have time to visit the Metropolitan Museum of Art this week to finish it so maybe I'll just see if I can find a photo of it. The image overlaying is a figure from New Guinea that lives in the Brooklyn Museum, if I remember correctly. Nearly a year after I originally posted this, I finished that page. It's somewhat different. 

The Book of Torsoes, Part Six

The Book of Torsoes, Part Five

The Book of Torsoes, Part Four

The Book of Torsoes, Part Three

The Book of Torsoes, Part two

The Book of Torsoes.

Langley Collier, some one I could become very easily.

Gandharan Bodhisattva in a Landscape with Hybrid Horse/Man

Drawing Incorporating the Torso of a Member of the Imperial Family. You can see how the book opens.

The front cover of the Book of Torsoes.

This is a journal I call The Book of Torsoes. Its called that because there are a good number of torsoes depict in its pages. I like to give journals some kind of thematic unity.

So I woke up and decided to recommence my blog

I created this blog originally to give my visual art products an internet home. Then I got caught up in Flickr and Face Book. I posted photos in an alarmingly random fashion. This is a much more organized form of exhibitionism, in my estimation.

I spent 2009 making large paintings. I showed a good bit also. Then, I acquired a lot of stuff. My work space became really cluttered. So for most of 2010, I worked in journals and on a project called Twelve Lives in Queens County: A Collaborative Zine.

So, I'm clearing out a lot of clutter. I finally threw out a twelve year computer monitor and felt terribly guilty about it. Later that evening, I found that some one had taken the monitor home with them. I was really pleased by that.