dead, gray flesh and dark, dead eyes

Collages courtesy of the talented Thomas Eggerer. My favorite is the first, because Adidas' little tribal skirt get up matches the colors on his car. Very classy. And I like his furry legs. And it is just a beautiful collage. 

listen to john and paul. not the apostles, the beatles.

These are by artist Andro Wekua. The color and the shape is great. There seems to be a theme of shadow and, I don't know, would you call it evasiveness, in the first four pieces. And then the last is out of place, more real, honest, maybe. Plus the women in the first four are all facing the right, and the girl in the last photo is turned left. I don't know, I just notice things like this. 

what makes the animal run, run away

Yes, this is what I do on Friday nights. Hair masks and blogging. These are from artists Gary Hill, whom I find very interesting. His art has an interesting take on perspective. 

and i love your double chin

These illustrations are by Herbert Bagilone, a Brazilian artist. Here's what he says about his work:

"The basis of my work is speaking about the coldness and competitiveness in people. I like to be ironic about things such as individuality and death, and the paths to reach or escape from this. I find it funny when I walk on the streets and see people with their eyes open but dead inside. This makes me think and wonder if I am still alive."

This is his street art. Which I like even more than the illustrations. 

i had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion

Okay, so, why is it that no matter how determined I am to focus, and actually absorb somehting in class, I never can? ADD? Maybe I'm distracted from all the sporadic, eclectic, and slightly scatterbrained collage art work that has lately been mesmerizing me. And luckily, more collage art is easy to find: Wiki. 

  

from top: Joseph Cornell, Jane Frank, and Agnes Montgomery 

See what I mean? On another note, went out for some coffee and live music tonight, but didn't get to hear any of it because of this old man who was spilling his heart to me and Kara.