Old college buddy--the Mormon Rocket--pointed me towards this painter name of Brandon Bird. Relatively genius, he's sort of a Ray Pettibon sans the content. (I take this drawing of Henry Rollins to be an explicit Pettibon homage.) Lots of Transformers paintings, amid altogether too many invocations of ironicly-appreciated semistars.(1)
For Reviewieran porpoises, however, his master (system) work must necessarily be: No One Wants to Play Sega With Harrison Ford. And why would they?
Other than that, the Law and Order works are nicely-observed, his appreciation of Ben Sisko matches my own--he just makes DS9 feel so protected, so very safe...cherished...--and Masters of the Force would be a perfect work if it had no title. As it is, it's at least a third less rad than it would've been if the viewer had to make the connections...
And that's the overarching tendency for Bird's work, I think. A little too much is said. Most everything's a third less good than it could've been. He passes the levels, no doubt, but doesn't often complete all the extra mission objectives.
-Fat
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Seriously. Mr. T? Bea Arthur? Chris Walken? James Woods? Ed Norton? The annoyingly-ressurected Chuck Norris? Blech. When did this society collectively lose the sense of what it means for something to be second-rate? Nothing as wonderful as Rom and Me. Then again, nothing ever has been as wonderful as Rom and Me.
Nothing as wonderful as Rom and Me. Then again, nothing ever has been as wonderful as Rom and Me.
ReplyDeleteI'm too lazy to really fact-check this, but I made a 1/2-hearted attempt to find Romandme a few days ago, actually. The domain appears to be expired, which, actually, only increases its glory, so, Nothing WAS as wonderful as Rom and Me. Then again, nothing ever WILL BE as wonderful as Rom and Me.