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The other Barry Blitt New Yorker covers

In all the news coverage over the controversial New Yorker cover depicting the Obamas as terrorist extremists, I haven’t seen many mentions of other works by Barry Blitt, the artist of that cover. Two of his covers last year — which I’m posting below — were among the best the magazine has featured in years.

This first one had every political cartoonist in America smacking his head, saying, “Why didn’t I think of that?” I’m not even a political cartoonist and that’s what went through my head. It’s easy to guess from seeing it what the two major news stories it’s referencing were:

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And here’s another one that really blew me away:

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Pencil journalism: An artist’s attempt to depolarize the proselytizers

When the missionaries showed up at James Gurney’s house, the last thing they were expecting to do was play a game of baseball.

Here were a few well-dressed men who had probably spent the day visiting unwelcoming households, trudging yard to yard hoping to get a few words in edgewise before the homeowner, clearly annoyed, shut the door in their faces. If they were lucky they might be able to hand over one of their Watchtower magazines, a small victory considering the publications were no-doubt thrown away almost immediately.

They were likely expecting the same when they reached Gurney’s home. Best known for his bestselling Dinotopia books, Gurney is a renowned artist who has done illustrations for National Geographic and dozens of science fiction paperback covers. His sons were playing baseball in the yard when the missionaries arrived.

“When they came up to the door I just handed one of them a baseball bat and said ‘you’re up,’” Gurney told me in a phone interview last week. “I handed the other guy a ball and said ‘you’re pitching.’ And then I handed the third guy a mit and said ‘we’re playing outfield.’ And we started a baseball game that lasted about an hour or so.”

Though nobody realized it at the time, Gurney later told me that the occurrence could be considered a kind of performance art. He likened the “religion of baseball” to the religion these missionaries were trying to push, and in doing so understood he was engaging in a form of proselytizing of his own. “They seemed to be relieved that they didn’t have to do the hard sell,” he said.

This is not the only time he has met the door-to-door religious with such disarming artistic distraction. In Gurney’s blog, he published a post last week documenting his peculiar response to two Jehovah’s Witnesses who showed up at his Hudson Valley New York house.

The artist had grabbed his sketchbook on his way to the door and immediately asked one of them if he could sketch his portrait. “I just said, ‘why don’t you just read to me some of the stories from the Bible and that’s what they did,” Gurney recalled. “They were just reading from Noah and Genesis and the story of Lazarus. They’re great stories anyway. [The Jehovah's Witnesses] were kind of relieved too to just sit down and read stuff from the book.”

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Because the artist had to concentrate so much on the drawing, he was unable to engage in any kind of back-and-forth religious discussion. And in avoiding that discussion, he said, he was able to humanize these two figures.

“I’m kind of a journalist with a pencil,” Gurney told me. “…Without thinking we all tend to fall into polarized positions when people come up to the door and I think it’s fun to just try to get outside that and talk to them as people. While I was sketching I could talk to them about raising kids and how they grew up and what kind of TV shows they watch. It got them off the track and they became like regular people.”

After Gurney posted the account and pictures of the two missionaries in his blog the response was immediate. His commenters began dissecting the situation, feeding on the ambiguity of his intentions to play a kind of guesswork art game. “I love stories where people engage strangers in a way only commonplace in the ‘good ol’ days’ where one was innocent until proven guilty and not the other way around,” one commenter wrote. “We all have a great potential to bring happiness to those around us, and you seem to use it to the max.”

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Gurney launched his blog as a way of chronicling the tour for the last Dinotopia book. His publisher had recommended using a blog to take his fans along with him during his travels, but its focus soon expanded to cover a number of artistic topics.

“Whenever I have any kind of adventure that has something to do with art I try to weave it into the blog,” he said. “…I think out loud about my art on topics ranging from aesthetics to paint stroke mixing. I’m learning a lot from people who have commented…They give insights and tips and writing a blog post can be a form of rough drafting material where you have a thousand editors read it and give you feedback. It’s a real privilege as both a writer and an artist to have access to a group of like-minded people to critique your work.”

But not all who participate in his art projects are art aficionados. When Gurney played the three missionaries in the game of baseball, a few of their fellow church members climbed out of the vehicle they were waiting in to come and watch.

“After we were done playing they all started piling back into the car,” Gurney recalled. “One of the youngest of them turned to me as he was getting back in and said ‘this is the most fun we’ve ever had when we’re doing our rounds.’ And then he said ‘maybe that’s what the kingdom of Heaven is all about.’”

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Banksy Was Here

The New Yorker has a profile on Banksy, the recluse anonymous street artist from the UK. You can find the article over here

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Authors and their assholes

Yeah, it’s about as vulgar as the title suggests. Sorta. It’s a play off a scene in Kurt Vonnegut’s Breakfast of Champions, which uses the asterik symbol — * — to represent the asshole.

In light of Vonnegut’s death, Eric Spitznagel has been asking authors to submit their own artistic versions of their assholes. The end result is pretty funny and mostly safe for work. Check it out over here.

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The nerdiest wedding proposal I’ve ever seen

My friend Christina got engaged this weekend. Given that she’s one of the biggest nerds I know, it was perfectly fitting that her boyfriend proposed to her in the nerdiest way possible:

Last night, Andrew arranged for us to play Magic with Lauren and Lisa, my two best friends up here in New York. (They were apparently in on the fact that he was going to propose, but didn’t know exactly how). I didn’t suspect a thing. We went out and got Fresco’s for dinner, and when we got back we started up a multiplayer game of Magic. I knew Andrew was playing a new deck, but since he gets a kick out of building and trying new decks, I didn’t think anything of it.

As play went on, I got pretty excited, since it seemed that my Angel deck was the best one on the board and I stood a good chance of winning. I was holding a Plains, Platinum Angel, and a Disenchant, plus a Swords to Plowshares I was planning to use on Lisa’s Timberwatch Elves when it came out next turn. Andrew, to my left, pointed out that he had four colors of mana out (red, green, blue, and white) and used them to play an enchantment. Knowing his fondness for really badass spells, I thought immediately of my Disenchant and hastily picked up the card to read it and determine if it needed to be destroyed.

I was so caught up in the game that I didn’t notice the name or the picture on the card. I started reading the rules text and immediately asked what an “Enchant World” card would do. Everyone was barely stifling laughter as they told me to keep reading. I looked back at the card and suddenly realized what was going on…

I laughed out loud at this part:

When I was able to look away from the card again, Andrew was holding out the ring and asking if I wanted to counter the spell. Of course, I refused to counter, and he put the ring on my finger.

And here’s the card in question:

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