
Friends, Countrymen;
In a few days I will be retracing the path of thousands of ancient conastogas, puttering up Shasta and down Grant’s, charring and grimacing under the Oregon blaze, just to get to you.
It’s very rare that I show my art publicly. After last time, when an angry mob showed up early with torches and pitchforks and ate all the cubical cheese, I had really lost hope in the Seattle art scene. I tried showing down here in the Bay Area, where I now reside, but had to take down early due to hippies protesting a yeti that had climbed one of the campus trees.
It is for this reason that I would be terribly obliged if only you’d find some way to drop in at either one of the art shows I’m launching this weekend.
Anachrotechnofetishism - artifacts by pioneers of american steampunk
Long before the age of the internet, and well before the cold efficiency of the assembly line, existed fantastic and terrible machines, run on hope, sweat, and steam. It was a time in which form and function lived in sin, and everyman was a revolutionary.
These are 13 American artists united by broad geography and narrow aesthetic.
Marrying narrative and nostalgia to design and technology, they imagine the triumphs of the past overriding the failures of the present to create from the ruins and detritus a dazzling future-perfect.
Starring me and twelve other retropostapocalypticians, including Molly Porkshanks and Jake von Slatt, this show will feature insane amounts of designer teas and chocolates, a full set of my fine art prints, and a half-dozen original oil paintings that I have never shown in public, including Shine, Rustbutton Brass, the City, Afterglow, Twilight in the Roachfields (What I Did On My Summer Vacation), and most ridiculous of all, the Vacuum Traffic Controller: a 40 x 66″ collossus that I hope will dominate the room with his deep, slightly furrowed gaze.
2222 2nd Ave
Seattle, WA
September 12th thru October 3rd
Opening reception September, 12th, 6:00PM - 10:00PM
Featuring Datamancer, David S. Dowling, Eliza Gauger, Jake von Slatt, Libby Bulloff, Magpie Killjoy, missmonster, Molly “Porkshanks” Friedrich, Molly Mitchell, Quentin Ziplash, Rachel “Ratchet” Olson, Steven Archer, Suzanne Rachel Forbes
…and the Lonely Bastard
The second show is a solo venture, and will launch on Saturday the 13th. This is a much more low-key affair, and I’m hoping my friends can show up and say hello before I have to tear ass back down to the Yay. The flagship painting, an original oil on a 24 x 24″ circular board, is the Cardiographer: dark, slick, and glowing, a portrait of a ghost-muse spinning a pulse out from ectoplasm. Co-stars include brand new (as of yesterday) 12 x 12″ Flee, a silvered landscape with robot on the lam; the ever-popular Bat Smax, an extremely adorable collaboration with my partner in rape-and-pillage, Jhonen Vasquez; the complete set of original sketches for the Bee Commission (monsters, demons, and vespid whores); and a full host of fine art prints, including many that won’t be shown at the steampunk show because they simply are not steampunk. And of course, refreshments will be served. Which is really the only reason to show up to an art opening in the first place.
400 North 43rd Street
Seattle, WA 98103
4pm - 7pm
No need to RSVP, I’ll just be happy to see you. And did I forget to mention? Free stickers for everyone, pirated directly from the US Post Office!
PS: if any Seattle folk have some rusty chain lying around, I’d like to borrow it.
[...] One of my genius ex-students, Eliza Gauger, is, like, dominating art shows this month (which is exactly right. This thorny, dainty sprite is fucking formidable). I am definately making [...]
damn! if only i lived in seattle, and not this bay of an area. . .
i would be preparing for my promised stickers.
[...] Eliza’s exhibiting in Seattle today: Lighthouse Roasters, 400 North 43rd Street, Seattle, WA 98103 4pm - [...]
I went to the show on Friday and it was fantastic, though I failed to pick up any of those badass stickers.
I Hope you keep up the art and keep showing in Seattle.
PS. Ectoplasmosis makes my day, especially my Mondays.