While others have since given up on the Gulf of Mexico, Circus Gold’s own JLaw, headed to the Texas Coast to prove its virility despite being awash in the black death drillers for whom it has become so well known.
A couple weeks ago, while dressed as caterers, Circus Gold crashed an exclusive fund raising event at Arthouse to get a peek at its ongoing renovation.
The fundraiser was in fact being held for the game changing reconstruction of the long time Champion of Texas visual arts (since 1911 y’all) downtown Austin location, the Jones Center. While the location was originally purchased in 1995, and in use since 1998, the renovation will fulfill its potential by more than doubling its size and prestige of this impressive organization. Formerly known as, the Texas Fine Arts Association, the Arthouse was originally developed to look after the legacy of world renowned sculptress, Elisabet Ney. Daughter of a Stone Carver and once the German King’s cutter herself, Ney, who was Bavarian born, immigrated to Texas and later with an invitation from the Governor, set up her castle style studio, Formosa, right here Austin, where she resumed her work until her death on June 29th, 1907, before which she created works that still grace the Texas State Capitol and Cemetery along with the such prominent museums as the Smithsonian. Although the Arthouse was essentially created to preserve her memory, and while she could abstractly be considered its Mother, its influential reach has expanded to the much broader horizon of all the Contemporary Art of Texas and abroad. So reach deep in your pockets and help raise the final million of the six and a half needed for the enlightenment one of the grandest and oldest supporters of Texas Art.
For mor info on how to drop some coinage on the Arthouse hit up the Arthouse Website.
Or for info on the Elisabet Ney Museum, Formosa, lookey here.
An artistic interpretation of the Alpha Omega’s death march curated by Michael Abelman & Jennifer Remenchik, which took place at Pump Project on Easter weekend.
While Joe Public prepared to celebrate the whacking and subsequent reanimation of the King of the Juice with the pagan ritual of hunting of the fertile droppings of magical chocolate rabbits, Michael Abelman, who is neither a Christian nor a Pagan, but raised within the Hebraic Persuasion, had other plans. Those plans were to shuck the commerciality of the Spring holiday and go right for the meat of the Messiah’s murder, for which the holiday is actually for. Along with the help of Jennifer Remenchik, Abelman assembled a cast of artists to help in interpreting the 14 stations along the path to Golgotha, the little hill outside of Jerusalem, where Jesus’ journey to crucifixion ended.
Marieken Cochius, Jesus Benavente, Teruko Nimura, Jennifer Remenchik, Andrea Condara, Brenda Joy Llano, Heather Tolleson, Jamie Panzer, Tony Sonnenberg, Michael Abelman, Cherie Weaver, John Cobb, & Hank Waddel.
If you haven’t been to the new upstart, Seventy Seven Gallery, then you should go tonight for the Nick Morris show. They are located just east of I-35 on 6th St. on the ground floor of some fancy new building.
One upping Domy Book’s destination of ‘Just East’ of 35, Seventy Seven Gallery, is just shy of the Interstate‘s asphalt, so close to the action in fact that while enjoying the night air outside ‘77’, a full scale crack bust went down directly across the street from us. It was by far the best performance piece that I had ever seen at an art show. It included a Crack Dealer, several crack heads, and clown car full of cops, well, it was actually a Honda Odyssey Mini Van with blacked out windows that screeched to a halt in between us and the open air market, from which a dozen or so cops spilled out of and started zip tying the felonious like effing Spiderman. It was an artistic! start to the new space. Remember that just east of I-35 is the essential face of the East Austin that the majority of Austinites and Church goers think of whenever its mentioned, so be glad that the Seventy Seven Gallery hopes to become the apple in the eye of said face while stepping up to fill the shoes of beloved but lost Gallery Lombardi as the new enthusiastic Graff flavored gallery of Austin. Kudos. See you tonight.
Christa Palazzolo paints super dope hyper-realistic portraits of people to “…confront formal aspects of painting with a contemporary voice…”. Boom. Mission accomplished.
My first encounter with Palazzolo’s work was the Ali Fitz’-curated fArt Palace show, Summer Fling, where she had two larger than life sized portraits with one of the subjects wearing a pink almost red but not quite magenta jacket with a sheen that upon seeing it my heart weep and my nose bleed at its subtle yet awesome execution. I’ve been a fan ever since.
So back in January, when we arrived at the Monarch Event Center to take in the sultry sounds of the Silver Pines I was crushed to found out they had already played but elated to find out that one of the Artists showing was indeed Palazzolo, and that she had done some pencil portraits of the band that went along well with soft and richly painted portraits of people we didn’t know, the colorful strangers.
Alongside Jeffrey Swanson, Ryan Davis, and David Lujan, Palazzolo will be showing her work again tonight (June 25th) at the Grand Opening of the Gallery Black Lagoon, which is located in the old video store at 4301 A. Guadalupe St. (ATX, 78751) from 7-10pm.
Our mission at Circus Gold is to show, rather than tell, what happened and let the viewer decide what they think for themselves. A key part of this is atmosphere, and while photos are great encapsulations of individual moments, they don’t always give full representation of said atmosphere and while currently crude, we feel that video gives a better idea of what a happening is like, without actually being present. So, without further ado, Circus Gold would like to give you a taste of Lady Monsters, by Katy Horan, at Domy Books, Austin TX., March 2010. Enjoy.
(Note: this our first attempt at filming a show and we have learned a lot from it.)
Park Police to Step Up Patrols on Greenbelt
Thursday, 29 Apr 2010,
Austin Police are going to be out along the Barton Creek greenbelt over the next few weeks strictly enforcing the law. Austin Police Park Officers have responded to numerous citizen complaints about excessive alcohol consumption, illegal drug use, Loud Beat boxing, Break Dancing,Graffiti and unleashed dogs running amuck at the greenbelt.
Police say they want to remind citizens that it’s illegal to enter Barton Creek greenbelt with alcoholic beverages, glass containers and unleashed dogs.
The complaints have prompted the park officers to patrol the area over the next few weeks to remind those that visit the greenbelt to use the park responsibly. Or else they will be paying some
Hefty fines Hitting them in their pocket books to teach them a valuable lesson.
“I’ll be giving out tickets when i catch you breaking the law down there. Just cause its the green belt
.The Woods doesnt mean you can be Tarzan and run around down here drinking, spray painting on things, breaking glass, with your dog running wild off a leash“, replied Officer Rick Jefferson.
“What? Where else can you drink outta paper bag and fly my kite at the same time? Try doing that under the overpass and your kite gonna get caught on a car; that’s dangerous, that’s socially irresponsible,” explains Razzle Raw, the self proclaimed King of Zilker, “say, why they call it the greenbelt? Does it hold the Park’s pants up?”
This is Telewebstations Circus Gold Reporter Big Rig Reporting from you live At the Green Belt bringing you the breaking lastest greatest news from the parks violators and police.
Jump back Jack, to Halloween
‘ot Nueva for a look back at all the good times we had at Domy Books’ 4th installment of their annual Monster Show, Dave Allen’s East End, and then off to Co-Lab for Michael Abelman’s Show, the Creepiest Things. So call shotgun or ride beotch with a flux up your capacitor cause we going back in time son!
By far the best costume of the night was this ‘Sam Elliot’:
KC resident, Brett Millard’s George Brett (the KC Royals First baseman famous for Monstrous Bat, Vein-y Neck, and Short Fuse).
And since we didn’t make it out to Houston to the O-Ridge Domy Books Monster Show 4 opening in Houston on the same night, we decided just to show Zach McDonald‘s entry of ‘Screwball Jenkins’:
Then to Domy’s Back back room gallery for Dave Allen‘s recreation of Jack the Ripper’s final Murder Scene.
That was nasty, right?
Now, the Creepiest Things by Michael Abelman at Co-Lab, or some of it.
Lance Letscher’s The Perfect Machine
at D. Berman gallery right now, will mess you up, something bad. By that, I mean, that the show will blow your mind—BOOM! It’ll leave you with a nose bleed and handful of goodtime. Ok, that might have been a bit much, but it is really good, simply said, I enjoyed the step up from the already super star work from last year’s show.
“The Perfect Machinefeatures new collages and collaged objects by Lance Letscher at d berman gallery! Letscher’s colorful and geometric collages explore concepts of locomotion, technology, and the creative impulse. The exhibition is in conjunction with the publication of his imaginative children’s book also titledThe Perfect Machine. “
Admittedly anxious upon hearing the title, The Perfect Machine, I was prepared for disappointment. Such a thing does not exist; Machines are not to be trusted. Until the first images for the show began to leak forth, I whole heartedly pictured a beautiful failure similar to the ‘Perpetual Motion Machine’ that Vonnegut wrote about in Hocus Pocus, a beautifully built shiny whirly gig that doesn’t live up the name, but non literary (literal) attempts have been made at building a perpetual motion machine to no avail, or at least that is what Detroit would have you believe.
However, Letscher’s Perfect Machine is actually a book, so in your face Big Three. Or it could have been that sweet ass scooter he put in the show, we don’t actually know. I didn’t get a chance to ask him because he was too busy stacking paper ($!) in the cigar smoke filled back office (cigars that were lit undoubtedly, with hundred dollar bills).
Weary that the bike was done half-assedly with vinyl or vehicle wrap like the few sickeningly uncommitted hot rods that graced our streets recently, I had to get a closer look. Letscher remained consistent and awesome in his execution of the moto-collage. If you are like Ol’ UncleSugar (Bricks), then grew up reading ‘Lowrider’ magazine and know a couple of things about car customization then you know how it could have played out. Letscher went high end road of Rat Fink by recreating the shell of the scooter with fiber glass and then laying dow his chunky soup style chip board collage. Sp–looosh.
You too could own The Perfect Machine (book):
“…A limited edition version of this book will also be available. All proceeds from it will benefit the Superhero Kids Fund, which supports the Children’s Blood and Cancer Center of Central Texas. Please visit www.superherokids.org for more information.”
Other Big Guns showed their support and admiration too:
Here we’ve captured Roi James stumping Shea Little with a humdinger of a Final Jeopardy question.
& D(a) Berman Dignitary: Bazooka Joe Phillips.
All in all, it was a great show from a great showman, but still these words lack what I felt like standing next to that scooter, deep down… in my junk:
Welcome back to Circus Gold, we are pleased to have you here with us on the internet, with that said, please enjoy a new lighter look at an Art Show that we happened across… Ready? Time Machine Clean, this time we are headed back all the way to September of ’09 :
While the new Circus Gold Lighter Look, which is based on our unpublished mission, is less judgmentally influential on the viewer than our contemporaries, I’ll type 2 things:
1)I am weary of drawings that do not bear erasure marks.
2)I like art that features cut stones, gems, diamonds, etc..
“Your Heart is not a Museum” is Levi Dugat and Leah DeVun’s second collaborative gallery show. Taking inspiration from traditional craftmaking, romance novels, daytime television, and Southern kitsch, Dugat and DeVun’s graphite drawings offer fantastical and iconographical portraits of their extended band of family, friends, and favorite soap stars.”