<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944</id><updated>2011-11-28T15:36:09.228-08:00</updated><category term='Cars'/><category term='Adele Todd'/><category term='Transition'/><category term='Sundance'/><category term='Rum Shops'/><category term='Tobago'/><category term='Botany'/><category term='Carnival'/><category term='Classic Advertising'/><category term='Parody'/><category term='Film'/><category term='Hair Salon'/><category term='Food and Drink'/><category term='Eternity'/><category term='Entertainers'/><category term='Canada'/><category term='History'/><category term='Fame'/><category term='Faith'/><category term='Destiny'/><category term='Ideas'/><category term='Nature'/><category term='thebookmann'/><category term='Tattoos'/><category term='observations'/><category term='Graffiti'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Art Criticism'/><category term='Thinkers'/><category term='Catalogue'/><category term='Furniture'/><category term='Maps'/><category term='Specific Public Art'/><category term='Artnews'/><category term='Japan'/><category term='Fate'/><category term='Festivals'/><category term='Fashion'/><category term='Adele'/><category term='anthropological studies'/><category term='Masters'/><category term='Metalsmith'/><category term='Bars'/><category term='Artists'/><category term='Biennale'/><category term='Twentieth century Art'/><category term='madness'/><category term='Local Bars'/><category term='Artbooks'/><category term='Gambling'/><category term='Humanity'/><category term='Exhitions'/><category term='Sport'/><category term='Debate'/><category term='Remembering Series'/><category term='Architecture'/><category term='Public Art'/><category term='Technology'/><category term='Anthropological  studies'/><category term='Prophecy'/><category term='Birds'/><category term='Craft'/><category term='True stories'/><category term='Shows'/><category term='Future'/><category term='Food Series'/><category term='Archives'/><category term='sex'/><category term='Interviews'/><category term='Mug Shot Art'/><category term='Stuart'/><category term='Money'/><category term='International Exhibitions'/><category term='thebookmann&apos;s favorites'/><category term='Caribbean Art'/><category term='Religion'/><category term='Reviews'/><category term='vandalism'/><category term='Lion of Judah'/><category term='Internet'/><category term='Stories'/><category term='Exhibitions'/><category term='Invention'/><category term='Sexypink'/><category term='Wall Paintings'/><category term='Culture'/><category term='street poetry'/><category term='music'/><category term='Mural'/><category term='Art'/><category term='Parody Film'/><category term='Humour'/><category term='Feinin. parody'/><category term='Rauschenberg'/><category term='Retro'/><category term='Germany'/><category term='readymade'/><category term='Postmodern terms'/><category term='Public Signs'/><category term='Aboriginal Art'/><category term='kitsch'/><category term='Cemeteries'/><category term='Feinin'/><category term='Traditional Carnival'/><category term='Posrcard'/><category term='Twitterfacebook celebs'/><category term='Window Displays'/><category term='Television'/><category term='Dance'/><category term='Dreams'/><category term='Folklore'/><category term='fiction'/><category term='Sculpture'/><category term='Football'/><category term='Books'/><category term='Thought'/><title type='text'>Timeless - thebookmann - Feinin</title><subtitle type='html'>Richard Bolai © 2010 All Rights Reserved.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1032</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-3206924541213492169</id><published>2010-05-25T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T11:41:40.986-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>The Queen orders assassination on former daughter in-law Fergie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Greed attracts Greed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Prince Charles goes into hiding, Buckingham Palace shuts down London, Tower of London holding cell open for business, battle ships  HMS Queen Elizabeth  and King George  surround Bahrain to save the Duke of York from further  heartbreak&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/fergie-2.jpg" mce_href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/fergie-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-6246" title="Fergie-2" src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/fergie-2.jpg" mce_src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/fergie-2.jpg" alt="" width="372" height="506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Queen Elizabeth caught in a video sting as she shakes ( gloves off) the hands of  a criminal, after closing the deal.  The imposer, Mazhit-Manky-Mahamood is captured, drawn and quartered. His guts are fed to the hogs&lt;strong style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/fergie-3.jpg" mce_href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/fergie-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-6247" title="Fergie-3" src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/fergie-3.jpg" mce_src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/fergie-3.jpg" alt="" width="378" height="366" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Queen counting the tabloid newspaper Crown notes for  selling everything on Fergie at a value of 30P, Evening Edition.  MI6 gives Her Majesty  the scoop, were she was conceived.  Between a horse and ox, in a padlock during a 2pm feeding , the act took some time to figure out the logistics of which &lt;/i&gt;mare &lt;i&gt; was open to mate..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/fergie-7.jpg" mce_href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/fergie-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-6251" title="Fergie-7" src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/fergie-7.jpg" mce_src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/fergie-7.jpg" alt="" width="383" height="365" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;In a fit of rage, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Her Majesty rips apart the dough and then destroys her prized rose garden, she will not attend the execution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/fergie-4.jpg" mce_href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/fergie-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-6248" title="Fergie-4" src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/fergie-4.jpg" mce_src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/fergie-4.jpg" alt="" width="389" height="446" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Queen overcome by shame , &lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her Majesty &lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;collapses, the Duch-less of York has ended her love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Fergie: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It is true that my financial situation is under stress. However, that is not an  excuse for my serious lapse in greed  and I am very sorry that this has happened to me and that my mother in law's portrait on theses Bank notes will remind me that I still love seeing  her  500,000 times in this way."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;News of the World; &lt;i&gt;Does York suffer from a gambling habit? what her interview on Oprah  on Tuesday who pays her $$$ to spills her dilemma. The Queen will be watching, deciding whether to condemn  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oprah as an instigator of embarrassing her family further.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-3206924541213492169?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/3206924541213492169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=3206924541213492169' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/3206924541213492169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/3206924541213492169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/05/queen-orders-assassination-on-former.html' title='The Queen orders assassination on former daughter in-law Fergie'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-5954811295571041893</id><published>2010-05-23T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T12:23:40.692-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Howard Hughes's Temptation of Will</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hangman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_p8Shu5nXI/AAAAAAAAGfw/lmqYxiMc4rI/s1600/Howard-Hughes-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 412px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_p8Shu5nXI/AAAAAAAAGfw/lmqYxiMc4rI/s400/Howard-Hughes-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474824954756832626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Howard Hughes' biplane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this study of Howard Hughes I have many crashes, the upper wing toppled, the twine snapped, the wheels and axle broke apart, the engine casing collapsed. Was this an omen? Was I seeing my fate? After all this was a troubled man, a true visionary testing his ability to conqueror something other than his well being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_p8fqynGoI/AAAAAAAAGf4/DiUJseIJXOc/s1600/Howard-Hughes-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 449px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_p8fqynGoI/AAAAAAAAGf4/DiUJseIJXOc/s400/Howard-Hughes-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474825180526615170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This at the very least was a playboy, I felt it immediately. In the feinin, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I saw it in his smile, and with his disposition. This was a man who had it all. In possibilities and tragedies. An extraordinaire who took giant leaps to free himself from the (peasants). A triumph of will, a beautiful spirit who overcame the monotony of time, alone. - Jealous, shameful people, take it bastards."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_p8sRC41uI/AAAAAAAAGgA/SqOGobk63tg/s1600/Howard-Hughes-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_p8sRC41uI/AAAAAAAAGgA/SqOGobk63tg/s400/Howard-Hughes-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474825396953863906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Temptation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_rRLQXnWOI/AAAAAAAAGgI/_7Jw7_wKOMU/s1600/Howard-Hughes-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 345px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_rRLQXnWOI/AAAAAAAAGgI/_7Jw7_wKOMU/s400/Howard-Hughes-6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474918288325040354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So there it is, my end, alone, tired, frighten and ashamed of myself, I ended my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-5954811295571041893?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5954811295571041893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=5954811295571041893' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5954811295571041893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5954811295571041893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/05/howard-hughess-temptation-of-will.html' title='Howard Hughes&apos;s Temptation of Will'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_p8Shu5nXI/AAAAAAAAGfw/lmqYxiMc4rI/s72-c/Howard-Hughes-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-5623341745463704463</id><published>2010-05-21T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T05:11:37.559-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>The Coco Channel Heist at  Musee d'Art Moderne</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_h5FoRvQ7I/AAAAAAAAGfQ/gNbid8TylIY/s1600/coco-hist-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 426px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_h5FoRvQ7I/AAAAAAAAGfQ/gNbid8TylIY/s400/coco-hist-6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474258484686963634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Underground Art Collectors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_g-z_euCnI/AAAAAAAAGeo/HAlGdryJkQ8/s1600/coco-hist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 424px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_g-z_euCnI/AAAAAAAAGeo/HAlGdryJkQ8/s400/coco-hist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474194410003368562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Carl Latherhair, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sabasbation Johneau&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amedeo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Modigliani's &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Woman with the Fan(1919)"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt; pose for the Underground Art Collectors Magazine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Sabasbation Johneau: &lt;em&gt;“You know Maestro Carl, I had to sleep with the curator to get this frame, I hope you happy because it felt so good for the first time since you’ve been seeing me, now get that Modigliani off the wall, don’t you see those Coco Channel decorative nails have ruined our bedroom decor”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_hccnSu1XI/AAAAAAAAGe4/pMrl-1Ga2os/s1600/coco-hist-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_hccnSu1XI/AAAAAAAAGe4/pMrl-1Ga2os/s400/coco-hist-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474226993722479986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Carl Latherhair; “Carta ragazzo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;came here, kneel , what have I told you about boasting, all I asked you is if you deliver the newspaper weekly at 12am and if it was ok for you to sleep over and how can yo say I’m dating you? Where's the penthouse Carta ragazzo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;, you don’t expect me to visit you in one of your shared bunkers, “whack &lt;/em&gt;“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_h5VrSyXNI/AAAAAAAAGfY/uKhyXpOGfkA/s1600/coco-hist-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 396px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_h5VrSyXNI/AAAAAAAAGfY/uKhyXpOGfkA/s400/coco-hist-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474258760374574290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ho owns this work besides Carl Latherhair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A Collector&lt;br /&gt;2. A fool&lt;br /&gt;3. One of forty forgeries out there&lt;br /&gt;4. 50% off the value of the stolen painting&lt;br /&gt;5. The gallery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;em&gt;Carta ragazzo - Paper Boy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/world/europe/article7131750.ece"&gt;After the Musee d'Art Moderne heist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-5623341745463704463?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5623341745463704463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=5623341745463704463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5623341745463704463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5623341745463704463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/05/coco-channel-heist-at-musee-dart.html' title='The Coco Channel Heist at  Musee d&apos;Art Moderne'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_h5FoRvQ7I/AAAAAAAAGfQ/gNbid8TylIY/s72-c/coco-hist-6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-2475761093336092341</id><published>2010-05-20T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T12:29:49.336-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>Broadway Boogie-Woogie Piet Mondrian</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Piet Mondrian's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/13/Mondrian_Broadway_Boogie_Woogie.jpg"&gt;Broadway Boogie Woogie&lt;/a&gt; is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one of the most important paintings in modernism &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_Wn70hBx-I/AAAAAAAAGeI/YWASnmML2aA/s1600/Piet-Mondrian-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 440px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_Wn70hBx-I/AAAAAAAAGeI/YWASnmML2aA/s400/Piet-Mondrian-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473465568289998818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Streets, traffic lights and buildings, Manhattan....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So who knew that my jacket was empty, they did.  When I cried, who knew, they too, so why steal it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_WhwnMYuiI/AAAAAAAAGeA/7-sf0L6J0xc/s1600/Piet-Mondrian-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 462px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_WhwnMYuiI/AAAAAAAAGeA/7-sf0L6J0xc/s400/Piet-Mondrian-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473458778665433634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a series of compositions, I was overcome by restrictions rendering me to re-shoot this work many times.  I had it, but it was too dark, the next day it rained casing inconsistent shadows in the room. With more interruptions I began to think, was I was rushing it? Indeed I was, but he would not let me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Finish the mockup, do it to scale, don't skip, be patient. I understand you are hurt, abandoned, loyal to survival, pushing me to see that life can't end unless you dream of yourself....cannoned.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the feinin;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;What a day, I am so amazed, where ever I go, I see things alike, tall structures, bending arcs, shelves, banisters, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;toffee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; trays. I like to know what day is is, The same as all, how wonderful it is to spent time cherishing lovely thoughts, I am a prince, are you a frog, lovely, lovely, happy, joyous art. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Miracle, genuine, poet, lunch, city streets, parallel parking, different tea&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_bdqf7HMiI/AAAAAAAAGeY/6JaAd0yb_5w/s1600/Mondrian-Broadway-boogie-wo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 428px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_bdqf7HMiI/AAAAAAAAGeY/6JaAd0yb_5w/s400/Mondrian-Broadway-boogie-wo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473806119309095458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I very much liked this work, I wonder why I tore it off the wall with such anger and maliciousness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-2475761093336092341?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/2475761093336092341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=2475761093336092341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/2475761093336092341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/2475761093336092341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/05/broadway-boogie-woogie-piet-mondrian.html' title='Broadway Boogie-Woogie Piet Mondrian'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_Wn70hBx-I/AAAAAAAAGeI/YWASnmML2aA/s72-c/Piet-Mondrian-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-4095221499114686332</id><published>2010-05-18T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T06:24:50.929-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>Man Ray</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_NAi6y1drI/AAAAAAAAGdw/94Lr-FOTIyg/s1600/manray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_NAi6y1drI/AAAAAAAAGdw/94Lr-FOTIyg/s400/manray.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472788940827489970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.centrepompidou.fr/education/ressources/ens-surrealisme/image03.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Arguably, one of the most recognized photographs in art,Man Ray's , Le Violon d'Ingres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this study I pondered whether I could believe what I had accomplished enabled my intrigue. Its never too late to remember Man Ray, his heart swept passed me judging greatness equal in magnitude, yet regrettable his pain, torture and fighting enemies quelling my motives to surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the feinin; "In this new composition I figured out a way to think beyond the norm, A powerful sense of casting silhouettes perfectly draped . Kisses to the women, i dreamed to touch, to fondle their bareback, the prickle of hair raised from their armpit. In this time, I wanted to speak, too close to the edge, to terrifying to see. Montage, everlasting dream, gay* folly and troubled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Aberration, apple, neuf, pineapple, consent, ageless, hoopla"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Full of or showing high spirited merriment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-4095221499114686332?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/4095221499114686332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=4095221499114686332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/4095221499114686332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/4095221499114686332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/05/man-ray.html' title='Man Ray'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_NAi6y1drI/AAAAAAAAGdw/94Lr-FOTIyg/s72-c/manray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-2208702384471329313</id><published>2010-05-18T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T17:40:25.536-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>Francesca Woodman's  Regret</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_KNzuNASFI/AAAAAAAAGdg/qsUycvr-t48/s1600/Woodman-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_KNzuNASFI/AAAAAAAAGdg/qsUycvr-t48/s400/Woodman-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472592416923994194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the study of Francesca Woodman, I felt nauseous, dizzy and just wanted to vomit. I also thought these objects were caving in on me, trapped under the refuse of my own doing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_KPGzZvr4I/AAAAAAAAGdo/7eUn-mBJo_A/s1600/Woodman--2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_KPGzZvr4I/AAAAAAAAGdo/7eUn-mBJo_A/s400/Woodman--2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472593844248752002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Francesca Woodman is considered one of the most powerful surreal photographers of the twentieth century, her work stands along masters such as Man Ray and Robert Mapplethorpe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span mce_=""  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a mce_href="http://channel.tate.org.uk/media/28291731001" href="http://channel.tate.org.uk/media/28291731001"&gt;See the Tate's Artist rooms on her &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in the feinin; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Memories, chicks, tomato soup, fumble needles wrapped over my thumb. Toiletries, magic markers, ghostly visions I'll love to see again. Close to his heart, sitting between his lap, pulling off my clothes, saddle riding him to a climatic wall of laughter. Boy, what fun it was then. Tomorrow is a new day, my dreams shattered, shards closely touch my clitoris. Angry, payback, busybody, ice cream parlor, toothpaste, mint Evershine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-2208702384471329313?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/2208702384471329313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=2208702384471329313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/2208702384471329313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/2208702384471329313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/05/francesca-woodman-regret.html' title='Francesca Woodman&apos;s  Regret'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_KNzuNASFI/AAAAAAAAGdg/qsUycvr-t48/s72-c/Woodman-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-9180488691433282524</id><published>2010-05-17T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T14:44:16.432-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>Malcolm Little</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_Fl1e36CcI/AAAAAAAAGdQ/-cRLNSDDn38/s1600/Malcolm-x-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_Fl1e36CcI/AAAAAAAAGdQ/-cRLNSDDn38/s400/Malcolm-x-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472266991726889410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span mce_=""  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In this study of Malcolm X, I found that this was a man deeply devoted to his faith, yet he seemed a bit untidy, I had the urge to take a shower soon after I photographed myself. I also had an inclination over his sexually, if only tempers did not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span mce_=""  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;flair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span mce_=""  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. As a sign of respect, I had the present of mind to wear socks as I kneeled. Consequently, this post falls on his birthday, this of course was not planned, but its unthought timing is bizarre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span mce_=""  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wonders never cease - The Lord seeth through eyes so green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/mx3.jpg" mce_href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/mx3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 423px; height: 269px;" src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/mx3.jpg" mce_src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/mx3.jpg" alt="" title="mx3" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-6190" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the feinin; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Look at yourself, smile at the whole event. Licking every second, testing my will, my deep inner rage to do more than any nigger. Yes, nigger. Pee on his shirt, smear feces on his face, I remove my glasses to wipe the grime, dirt off my father's fight for freedom in a land not free, true, times are different....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_FiEb6oSJI/AAAAAAAAGdI/Xc99dfEZzTs/s1600/Malcolm-x-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 403px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_FiEb6oSJI/AAAAAAAAGdI/Xc99dfEZzTs/s400/Malcolm-x-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472262850584529042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I fumble over my side, I stare at the mirror. How come me, at this time, at my moment of glory. Weep alone, share butterflies with other folks. Never side with the other man who's heart is crueler that time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Handshake, hands up, sorrow, buckets of coins, farewell America"&lt;/span&gt; - 4/24/09&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-9180488691433282524?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/9180488691433282524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=9180488691433282524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/9180488691433282524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/9180488691433282524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/05/malcolm-little.html' title='Malcolm Little'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_Fl1e36CcI/AAAAAAAAGdQ/-cRLNSDDn38/s72-c/Malcolm-x-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-2292250934382223276</id><published>2010-05-15T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T02:35:34.148-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>Francisco Goya's Saturn Devouring His Son</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S--6zlKcMdI/AAAAAAAAGcg/o8SONe9nhPQ/s1600/goya-saturn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 458px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S--6zlKcMdI/AAAAAAAAGcg/o8SONe9nhPQ/s400/goya-saturn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471797467590439378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonOuter"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonMiddle"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonInner"&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/7/77/Saturno_devorando_a_sus_hijos.jpg"&gt;After Francisco Goya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the feinin; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"This was an artist who at first wanted to taste blood, and a man who thought the very ills of society. In dreams, he languished over his civil obligation. In this self portrait, I felt a man who knew who he was going to be. Determined, fierce and sensual in his ways. But in a way, I was locked in time, unable to see past what I saw. Myself, so matched, so permanent, so frightening."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-2292250934382223276?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/2292250934382223276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=2292250934382223276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/2292250934382223276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/2292250934382223276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/05/francisco-goyas-saturn-devouring-his.html' title='Francisco Goya&apos;s Saturn Devouring His Son'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S--6zlKcMdI/AAAAAAAAGcg/o8SONe9nhPQ/s72-c/goya-saturn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-3547243934681382358</id><published>2010-05-13T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T13:23:17.499-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/gandi2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="gandi2" src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/gandi2.jpg?w=399&amp;amp;h=309" alt="" width="399" height="309" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In this self-portrait of Mahatma Gandhi, I evoked a sense of purpose. This was a young man with a quiet disposition, a charmer that could quell a snake. Here I was Lord Ganesha, loyal to crown of self-preservation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-1bILKZ-YI/AAAAAAAAGcY/TXx8L_EVaYY/s1600/Gandhi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-1bILKZ-YI/AAAAAAAAGcY/TXx8L_EVaYY/s400/Gandhi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471129318318537090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the feinin; "My future rests on my inner determination, and of my strength, to call out to others, to see past the obstacles, and draw in an unity, a embryo, a seed of victory,&lt;br /&gt;everlasting, all encompassing circle, with a line."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-1YKsmZmrI/AAAAAAAAGcQ/N5WIHnT32bg/s1600/Mohandas-Karamchand-Gandhi-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-1YKsmZmrI/AAAAAAAAGcQ/N5WIHnT32bg/s400/Mohandas-Karamchand-Gandhi-.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471126063119178418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What happen brothers and sisters, who ended my journey apart from you, I cried...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feinin thought this time, he realized the moment of fairness, alone he assembled all he could do, his blood watered, his mind ached&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; for pleasure, yet his heart was empty of will, toss too casually, ripped apart by thieves bending truths and lies. In his mind , the heavens opened, it was time to take back everything, except love.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Art, lessons, future, Frederich Schiller, mentor, precise, pristine, gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-3547243934681382358?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/3547243934681382358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=3547243934681382358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/3547243934681382358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/3547243934681382358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/05/mohandas-karamchand-gandhi.html' title='Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-1bILKZ-YI/AAAAAAAAGcY/TXx8L_EVaYY/s72-c/Gandhi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-8978835042428055821</id><published>2010-05-10T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T03:32:16.471-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Introspection - Eric Eustace Williams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-ylpe0rQuI/AAAAAAAAGbo/64nKVLnD5jI/s1600/Eric-Eustace-Williams-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-ylpe0rQuI/AAAAAAAAGbo/64nKVLnD5jI/s400/Eric-Eustace-Williams-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470929779415532258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the later study of Eric Williams, I encountered many inconsistencies, and felt frustrated as if my mocking had hurt, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but it was understandable clear that his vision never persuaded me to think otherwise, his love for this nation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the feinin; "We know that islands such as ours are in limbo. We share the same dreams of Nations much older and grander than ours. Please spend time building, working in harmony. Solve no ones problems but your own.. &lt;em&gt;King, dream, united people, infant stage, money woes, marriage"&lt;/em&gt; 7/8/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-yk--OZWPI/AAAAAAAAGbg/jfhoGJdCNBw/s1600/Eric-Eustace-Williams-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 437px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-yk--OZWPI/AAAAAAAAGbg/jfhoGJdCNBw/s400/Eric-Eustace-Williams-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470929049110534386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dem small snake grow large and playing vicious now when I breed dem meh best in de Heliconia plant. Is time to sharpen meh cutlass blade and cut off dem head before dem tree bite and poison meh dead like ah Mah pih pee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. Look how dem suffocate de fruit tree.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_BdQkC16cI/AAAAAAAAGcw/DPYcX9bgwJA/s1600/willaims.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 420px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_BdQkC16cI/AAAAAAAAGcw/DPYcX9bgwJA/s400/willaims.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471976086390041026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, DEM SNAKE TOPPLING MEH HIGH CHAIR, DAUGHTER ERICA COME RESCUE MEH PLEASE BEFORE I BUST MEH HEAD AND DEM MAKE AH DISPLAY CAST OF IT MAKING MEH LOOK LIKE AH FOOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERICA in the distance; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;" Daddy, daddy remember when you always got to say at  the finest hotels in London and those world class cigar houses , daddy, daddy remember."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric;&lt;i&gt; "ERICA WHY DON'T YOU KEEP YUH FOCKING BIG MOUTH SHUT BEFORE YOU SPILL WHERE WE STASH DE MONEY. WHEN IS MY TIME, YUH BETTER NOT FOIL UP DE SUSPENSE TO KEEP MEH NAME IN DEM PEOPLE HISTORY, NOW GO MAKE TWO SALA ROTI FOR MEH,  I FEELING FOR CURRY." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-8978835042428055821?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/8978835042428055821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=8978835042428055821' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8978835042428055821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8978835042428055821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/05/introspection-eric-eustace-williams.html' title='Introspection - Eric Eustace Williams'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-ylpe0rQuI/AAAAAAAAGbo/64nKVLnD5jI/s72-c/Eric-Eustace-Williams-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-3139089967802123721</id><published>2010-05-08T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T17:18:15.699-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody Film'/><title type='text'>Break Out Blues by Chris star far Cosy eh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Trinandad + Timetogo Flime Festival, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-Yl6NcwfZI/AAAAAAAAGZY/sWTwyLdgOag/s1600/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 402px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-Yl6NcwfZI/AAAAAAAAGZY/sWTwyLdgOag/s400/poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469100479460965778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ah Chris star far Cosy eh imposer at the official  Poster festival launch&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flime maker Chris star far Cosy eh released to the public, the official poster of the Trinandad + Timetogo Flime Fete, 2010.  Cosy eh maco de girls at unsaintly Judas school for de elite. Threw ah window, he witness de blackest offcast with bright eye. Boldface as usual, he unannounce heself as ah Flime maker to de spinster, catching de Maddar jorting down two High High never Low Rosary fowl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maddar French Creole/mixed/Chinese break for to back door tinking is dem who come for she over de ah bustive reports from dem all who des brush in secret from Rome....After praying and expelling she sins, to de (ah go get yuh went yuh reach), de lawld say, " You my child refuse to obey me, flush de toilet and watch yuh hands"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like ah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span mce_=""  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rubaducky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Victor politician, Cosy eh confuse de Maddar one time, citing de scripture wit words she never hear, ah example," I am the Lord your God, who brought you out of the land of Egypt, out of the house of slavery; Eh, de woman bawl, you is ah pretending Muslim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;div id="entryMeta"&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-bCXrExyQI/AAAAAAAAGZ4/k9trWKoRE6A/s1600/excape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 343px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-bCXrExyQI/AAAAAAAAGZ4/k9trWKoRE6A/s400/excape.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469272509443590402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cosy eh, "&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ed, well developed, busty, solid, thick get deported to Canada, too much nationality, eh better jump de gate and escape from dat zammie just behind yuh&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Head Nun, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;French Creole/mixed/Chinese, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Very dark Black dough let dat brown skin wit ah crutch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;corrupt yuh poom poom, dat is mine, remember.....I bless it since yuh young&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-bNfPxQqlI/AAAAAAAAGaA/EqPisTflLZQ/s1600/taximan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-bNfPxQqlI/AAAAAAAAGaA/EqPisTflLZQ/s400/taximan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469284734180829778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taximan douglarish mix, a good-looking hustler, and a wheeler dealer, " Very dark black, let we suck tongue nah, and dough close yuh leg like Bible, meh totee fighting to get in. Chris star far Cosy eh fliming ah blues.   Ah breaking, use meh Ponds napkin to wipe up de blood clot&lt;/span&gt; from meh seat&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-b_mAgKAiI/AAAAAAAAGaI/m6YHxtmhT-M/s1600/clients.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-b_mAgKAiI/AAAAAAAAGaI/m6YHxtmhT-M/s400/clients.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469339825923031586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Muscular and tough, "French Creole/mixed/chinese yuh could squeeze in dis male whorehouse client, 40s, fat, big-bellied? " French Creole/mixed/Chinese, " Is two night shift I already take, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Very dark black could cover meh dis time..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/break-out.jpg" mce_href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/break-out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-6099" title="break-out" src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/break-out.jpg" mce_src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/break-out.jpg" alt="" width="404" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pinkie, Indian, married to a farmer. She has a young baby, "&lt;i&gt;Dem filmmaker rightous see I star spiffing me fresh herb&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; infront of imposters, Jamaica I born. jah Jamaica breed went parent travel dem India sea to me bless soil wit blue mountain snow, when dem clot in Trinadad dismiss dem selves, as one, unite I stand Jamaica queen. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jamaica &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;twin sister Tobago fighting zealous bloodclots who dere rape dem pride .....Jah Tobago Jah, no sister no cry&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;a hardworking young farmer, " Pinkie trap meh and she faddar give we ah cutlass wedding, I glad I eh stereotype to be ah Indian cause I is ah hardworking farmer, and not like dem  who catch de niggeritis CPEP fever to reap road weed. Now I force to brush  wit meh wife friend, Red, well developed (busty,) solid thick, dem Canada export she back in as lree trade import" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The star characters &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-lOy-iymdI/AAAAAAAAGaw/FQtRK5yRQHU/s1600/Varia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-lOy-iymdI/AAAAAAAAGaw/FQtRK5yRQHU/s400/Varia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469989860107524562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frances-Anne as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Red, well developed (busty,) solid thick&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-lRbBbhh_I/AAAAAAAAGa4/5WDEj9AXPKM/s1600/Oonya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 409px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-lRbBbhh_I/AAAAAAAAGa4/5WDEj9AXPKM/s400/Oonya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469992747100375026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oonya as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Very dark Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Break Out"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It should be noted that these character stereotypes are based on the actual cast call for a film to be produced in Trinidad by &lt;/i&gt;Frances-Anne Solomon and Oonya Kempadoo, &lt;i&gt; and aptly for the Trinidad and Tobago Film Festival, 2010. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; The poster artist selected for the festival this year is Christopher Cozier&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-3139089967802123721?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/3139089967802123721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=3139089967802123721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/3139089967802123721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/3139089967802123721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/05/break-out-blues-by-chris-star-far-cosy.html' title='Break Out Blues by Chris star far Cosy eh'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-Yl6NcwfZI/AAAAAAAAGZY/sWTwyLdgOag/s72-c/poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-5013696512861019393</id><published>2010-05-06T12:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T17:25:45.484-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>Shroud of Turin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-McdqudRQI/AAAAAAAAGZI/J9xFsIMCtmg/s1600/Shroud-of-Turin-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-McdqudRQI/AAAAAAAAGZI/J9xFsIMCtmg/s400/Shroud-of-Turin-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468245668568843522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A cloth covering a hoax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In this study of the Shroud of Turin, I covered myself with a dye to represent blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-MdN8s9KCI/AAAAAAAAGZQ/ilytPG_rIPM/s1600/Shroud-of-Turin-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 473px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-MdN8s9KCI/AAAAAAAAGZQ/ilytPG_rIPM/s400/Shroud-of-Turin-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468246498028103714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the Feinin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here, in this position, I found myself faced with a certain truth, but also a lie. Beneath this shroud there was a leper, a man cased off, wrapped in linen and preserved. It came to no surprise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Alone, mastermind, cure, redundant, tremble* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;28/03/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-tG0ovws0I/AAAAAAAAGbQ/IoDInu0fgYs/s1600/Shroud-of-Turin--4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-tG0ovws0I/AAAAAAAAGbQ/IoDInu0fgYs/s400/Shroud-of-Turin--4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470544042476483394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The stain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Addendum: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It should be noted that this study was produced before the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.reuters.com/article/idUSTRE5943HL20091005"&gt;new evidence was uncovered&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  over the Shroud of Turin in October, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-5013696512861019393?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5013696512861019393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=5013696512861019393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5013696512861019393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5013696512861019393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/05/shroud-of-turin.html' title='Shroud of Turin'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-McdqudRQI/AAAAAAAAGZI/J9xFsIMCtmg/s72-c/Shroud-of-Turin-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-5307562436717790643</id><published>2010-05-05T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T15:59:54.507-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anthropological  studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Don't drink nuts and drive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-oCfuv_3SI/AAAAAAAAGbA/OM7Uttbf5iE/s1600/nuts-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 231px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-oCfuv_3SI/AAAAAAAAGbA/OM7Uttbf5iE/s400/nuts-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470187441543437602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Bobo Shantis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; selling Haile Selassie I nuts on de road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-oDhly5dDI/AAAAAAAAGbI/WTb1rejo-fg/s1600/nuts-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-oDhly5dDI/AAAAAAAAGbI/WTb1rejo-fg/s400/nuts-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470188573011047474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ras, dis Lady Hochoy baked " Special" nuts salty and sweet nice make from God's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;retarded &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;children in all he glory from dem bad-mind parent who make dem so. Eh, ras, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;bumbaclot, ah ask yuh to clean meh windshield wit yuh hairnet?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What to look for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. A busy six lain highway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. A well groomed man covering his rasta with a wrap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Bags of nuts and cashews &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As I was doing this study, a  man came to gate selling pies and drinks from a larger cooler which he carried on a hand trolley. With another work, the Jehovah Witness came canvasing,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://thebookman.wordpress.com/2010/05/09/break-out-blues-by-chris-star-far-cosy/"&gt;I could not move, as my face was covered iwith black paint&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-5307562436717790643?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5307562436717790643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=5307562436717790643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5307562436717790643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5307562436717790643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/05/dont-drink-and-drive-nutsman.html' title='Don&apos;t drink nuts and drive'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-oCfuv_3SI/AAAAAAAAGbA/OM7Uttbf5iE/s72-c/nuts-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-5115475384843423065</id><published>2010-05-05T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T03:56:57.941-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anthropological  studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>Mr. Greogry at Feinin's oysters around de Savannah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-H2wEvqYHI/AAAAAAAAGYo/yMcV4P1PzCw/s1600/oyster-vendor-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-H2wEvqYHI/AAAAAAAAGYo/yMcV4P1PzCw/s400/oyster-vendor-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467922728372297842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A topical oyster vendor around the Queen's Park Savannah. Trinidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What to look for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. A collapsible table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. A flambeaux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. A dirty table cloth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. A mixture of  condiments in unmarked bottles, cut limes, salt, pepper&lt;/span&gt; and a glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Oyster shells that have been clean using a large knife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. A paint bucket containing water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. A dirty rag that is used to wipe the table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. The vendor of Indian stock, wearing heavy rings and a gold watch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. The Koran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-H5hpr7hsI/AAAAAAAAGYw/V8dYcAqzS7Y/s1600/oyster-vender-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-H5hpr7hsI/AAAAAAAAGYw/V8dYcAqzS7Y/s400/oyster-vender-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467925779125601986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr. Gregory dough choke on de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;concoction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, drink it slowly, it go tingle eh throat like medicine de doctor order&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.  Where de money to pay he, in yuh back pocket?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-H6XeRbo7I/AAAAAAAAGZA/yrq1EHXS7K0/s1600/oyster-vendor-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-H6XeRbo7I/AAAAAAAAGZA/yrq1EHXS7K0/s400/oyster-vendor-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467926703774606258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yuh feel I is old eh, yeh feel meh stick bend? how come yuh bawling now eh, de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;medicine working eh, is you to pay me, Feinin give meh two more glass, let meh damage de box put she too in hospital under &lt;/span&gt;24 hour surveillance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2006/05/wifes-tale-for-extra-everlasting-love.html"&gt;Learn more about Oyster vendors &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this study, I realized that I am beginning to have re-occurring themes, once again the &lt;a href="http://thebookman.wordpress.com/2009/08/22/meh-eh-believe-wha-i-see-in-royal-main/"&gt;old man &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/07/boys-we-making-lime.html"&gt;young lady characters &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-5115475384843423065?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5115475384843423065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=5115475384843423065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5115475384843423065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5115475384843423065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/05/mr-greogry-at-feinin-oysters-around-de.html' title='Mr. Greogry at Feinin&apos;s oysters around de Savannah'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S-H2wEvqYHI/AAAAAAAAGYo/yMcV4P1PzCw/s72-c/oyster-vendor-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-4795387465734752399</id><published>2010-05-03T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T03:57:23.869-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food Series'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anthropological  studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Feinin at Zen</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Come, and sample Feinin Smithy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; spicy corn soup lingerie and ting&lt;/i&gt; &lt;p face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/corn-soup-vendor.jpg" mce_href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/corn-soup-vendor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 318px; height: 482px;" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-6017" title="corn-soup-vendor" src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/corn-soup-vendor.jpg" mce_src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/corn-soup-vendor.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Meh secret ingredient does have dem coming back for more, Eh yuh want more dumpling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p face="trebuchet ms"&gt;By all means, this is a  true story behind a corn soup vendor who added his own special seasoning*. Take a closer look at the ladle. As for the vendor character, I wanted him to carry a matty ras, have  silver teeth, a Hawaiian shirt, a towel and white shorts. The Zen fete goer had his fancy silk shirt open to chest exposing his 24k gold chain. He oblivious to  what he being served, as he watches patrons enter or be denied into the discotheque.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S9-CllvZNxI/AAAAAAAAGYg/hiZO_sqD_bI/s1600/vendor-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 406px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S9-CllvZNxI/AAAAAAAAGYg/hiZO_sqD_bI/s400/vendor-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467232054948738834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feinin Smithy, president of the Corn Soup Federation of Vendors from the English Speaking Caribbean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms"&gt;What to look for:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms"&gt;1. One portable table with a decorative table cloth, the vendor stands behind it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms"&gt;2. One or two large vats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms"&gt;3. A gas burner and a propane tank identical to the one shown here &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="trebuchet ms"&gt;4. Styrofoam cups, paper napkins, pepper dispensers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Corn soup is a soothing broth of vegetables, peas, meat stock and seasoning and enjoyed after a night of feting. The vendors are seen outside clubs.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;* This is based on a actual event after the pot spilled over and exposed an under garment&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zen is a popular &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;discotheque in Port of Spain, Trinidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-4795387465734752399?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/4795387465734752399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=4795387465734752399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/4795387465734752399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/4795387465734752399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/05/feinin-at-zen.html' title='Feinin at Zen'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S9-CllvZNxI/AAAAAAAAGYg/hiZO_sqD_bI/s72-c/vendor-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-4692835726498890989</id><published>2010-05-02T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T05:57:17.097-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food Series'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Try  Feinin's  Hot Triples</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2006/05/breakfast-at-piggy.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S93YKNFdxKI/AAAAAAAAGYQ/xR-jMgdFny0/s1600/triples.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 423px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S93YKNFdxKI/AAAAAAAAGYQ/xR-jMgdFny0/s400/triples.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466763192520524962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gim meh ten more wit slight pepper and plenty mango.....Let meh see, Mavis say she want two, witout, Paula beg meh to buy she four, one for she popo belly, Bobesingh say is six wil kuchela, and plenty pepper, he bamsee go dead later, I looking for four, slight, full wit cucumber, and oh fadar, dem lazy staff  who have meh slaving and getting big boof from de line as if I break biche, want twenty wit every-ting...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does a Doubles vendor look like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anti Clockwise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. The Doubles vendor* and his cart, generally he** stands on a box with a sign to the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. The cart contains a bucket of channa and the bharra. There is a shelf where the condiments are placed, namely, pickled cucumbers, kuchela, mango and pepper.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Customers who eat doubles on the spot, like this fire brigade character. And then there are business men who carry a list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; (This is a real occurrence, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;queues are long)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. The doubles collector who manages the money. He may carry a conversion chart to make calculating easier. Here,  I have a pencil at his ear, and wearing a dog chain. What's missing are expensive shoes. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The cooler provides beverages, and a small tank (not shown) is used to dispense water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S931Y41xTyI/AAAAAAAAGYY/omzwSneBWs8/s1600/the-doubles-vendor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S931Y41xTyI/AAAAAAAAGYY/omzwSneBWs8/s400/the-doubles-vendor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466795330621230882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* I also included a hairnet,  food badge and a pale which contains the channa&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The attaché case had a roll of tissue paper as well as the bags of doubles, it was to supplement the paper napkins. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;** "Pa when I grow up, I too is becoming ah Doubles man like ma", &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this was said after the little girl consumed a fresh doubles at the University of the West Indies, they are considered the best on the island.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2006/05/breakfast-at-piggy.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Learn more about Trinidad Doubles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-4692835726498890989?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/4692835726498890989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=4692835726498890989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/4692835726498890989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/4692835726498890989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='Try  Feinin&apos;s  Hot Triples'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S93YKNFdxKI/AAAAAAAAGYQ/xR-jMgdFny0/s72-c/triples.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-2898017455404659999</id><published>2010-04-27T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T11:57:17.412-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>Fin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S9N3Vr3dr_I/AAAAAAAAGXg/IGrOA5EJonw/s1600/end.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S9N3Vr3dr_I/AAAAAAAAGXg/IGrOA5EJonw/s400/end.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463841987366858738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Feinin woke to realize that money continued to rob him of everything, and the closer he got discovering his past, God entered him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;” I love you, but you are afraid, remember to obey, pray, fear nothing.” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The lampoons precisely caused rage, it was about time to uncover who hated him. Feinin began to distant himself, it was a trick to see if indeed money could lead him away.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-2898017455404659999?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/2898017455404659999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=2898017455404659999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/2898017455404659999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/2898017455404659999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/04/fin.html' title='Fin'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S9N3Vr3dr_I/AAAAAAAAGXg/IGrOA5EJonw/s72-c/end.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-4783288175427302594</id><published>2010-04-27T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T04:03:40.130-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin. parody'/><title type='text'>Vogue May issue 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bridle Issue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, Sex and the Saddle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S9cPlLbhlRI/AAAAAAAAGX4/ukVdmEUFdGk/s1600/vogue-cover-may.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 412px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S9cPlLbhlRI/AAAAAAAAGX4/ukVdmEUFdGk/s400/vogue-cover-may.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464853804235199762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jessica Parker Stable graces the cover of VOID, known for her role as a columnist writer, she has an addiction for shoes under the pretense of her television character, Carrie Brandshaw. Stable’s famous beauty mark is her increasing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/parker-famous-mole.jpg"&gt;vanishing mole &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In an email I received this morning, my dear friend, Adele Todd surprised me with an letter which she had sent to the editor of Vogue;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" talkingback@vogue.com Subject: re:The Body Eccentric To whom it may concern, I am an artist from the Caribbean who only gets to read Art Forum when I travel. So when I saw the article on The Body Eclectic, I snapped up the magazine. I always do when you have writings on artists. I was very pleased to read about the artists covered, but wanted to add someone to your list who would be so worthy, but is unknown because he works in Trinidad. Do check out his innovative work on his blog, thebookmann.blogspot.com Thank you and keep up the great articles. Much regards, Adele Todd"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vogue replied;&lt;i&gt; " VOGUE Letter to the Editor Hi there, Thank you for taking the time to send a letter to VOGUE. After careful consideration, we have decided that we'd like to publish your letter in our Talking Back section. Please confirm the following as soon as possible to facilitate your letter's publication: The spelling of your name as you'd like it printes Your town That you give us your permission to publish the letter Thank you for your time, Molly -- Molly Creeden VOGUE 4 Times Square New York, NY 10036"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S9cfFsA35xI/AAAAAAAAGYA/8pfrDUkxgUo/s1600/parker-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 427px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S9cfFsA35xI/AAAAAAAAGYA/8pfrDUkxgUo/s400/parker-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464870855412016914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jessica Parker Stable’s shoe addiction&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-4783288175427302594?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/4783288175427302594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=4783288175427302594' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/4783288175427302594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/4783288175427302594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/04/vogue-may-issue-2010.html' title='Vogue May issue 2010'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S9cPlLbhlRI/AAAAAAAAGX4/ukVdmEUFdGk/s72-c/vogue-cover-may.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-6392186480928621986</id><published>2010-04-20T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T13:26:00.661-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Feinin at  Museum of Contemporary Art  LA STORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/towel.jpg" mce_href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/towel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/towel.jpg" mce_src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/towel.jpg" alt="" title="towel" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-5920" width="377" height="512" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peter is only young nuts I have, jelly just finish, dat shark and bake looking good, yuh buy it by meh nephew Richard's&lt;/i&gt; again. Whey, where yuh get dat? Me just make ah LA and buy de same beach towel, now to find dem selling it here in ah stall I here yuh just set up by de look out. You into counterfeit or what... stueps...&lt;/i&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span mce_=""  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This luxurious cotton beach towel measures a staggering 60 × 70 inches and features the work of Scottish painter Peter Doig. Peter is a contemporary artist who uses memory and his Kodak &lt;/span&gt;Instamatic &lt;span mce_=""  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;as a canvas device. This beautiful beach towel features his recognizable,"&lt;i&gt; Me bading at &lt;a href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2008/04/blue-basin-trinidad-map-series.html"&gt;Blue Basin&lt;/a&gt;, de watar cold as ice"&lt;/i&gt;; it is a re-occurring theme in his paintings.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S88vHVhRnWI/AAAAAAAAGXI/Odei3D-TVtg/s1600/artforum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 418px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S88vHVhRnWI/AAAAAAAAGXI/Odei3D-TVtg/s400/artforum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462636676106001762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Artists towels are it, in contemporary Art&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Produced by the Maracas Coconut Vendors Association, M.C.V.A. which funds the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Save the Artists Towels Series, 2010*.&lt;/span&gt; The collection is part of W.H.E.Y,   a commercial venture to sell more of Peter from off the walls, and onto your body, absorbing water from every hidden crevice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S84VoDTgKcI/AAAAAAAAGXA/tZ9Dk5kXEWA/s1600/towel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 359px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S84VoDTgKcI/AAAAAAAAGXA/tZ9Dk5kXEWA/s400/towel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462327175873046978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drip dry, image does not run unless bleached&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regular Price: $600.00 TT&lt;br /&gt;Member Price: 10 % off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="variant-add"&gt;     &lt;form action="/cart/add" method="post"&gt;            &lt;input name="id" value="36101342" type="hidden"&gt;              &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="Feinin"&gt;         &lt;input name="add" value="add to cart" id="add" class="button" style="width: 100px;" src="/asset_url" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Muse of Contemporary Art LA STORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.mocastore.org/products/peter-doig-beach-towel"&gt;After Peter Doig Beach Towel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; * Note the errors&lt;/span&gt; on their website&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a reminder that I wet my body for this parody, unfortunately the camera did not pick up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whey" a Trinidadian idiom that describes awe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Stuep," a physical sound produce between the lips that expresses astonishment or unwanted surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-6392186480928621986?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/6392186480928621986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=6392186480928621986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/6392186480928621986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/6392186480928621986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/04/feinin-at-museum-of-contemporary-art-la.html' title='Feinin at  Museum of Contemporary Art  LA STORE'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S88vHVhRnWI/AAAAAAAAGXI/Odei3D-TVtg/s72-c/artforum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-9185458321274410061</id><published>2010-04-19T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T20:28:08.332-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>David Altmejd’s muse on Western Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S8ywTTVAHZI/AAAAAAAAGWY/uAKmRU5wm8Q/s1600/brain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S8ywTTVAHZI/AAAAAAAAGWY/uAKmRU5wm8Q/s400/brain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461934293745933714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feinin's brain after death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Altmejd is very clever, you just have to look at da Vinci's anatomical drawings,Bosch's Garden of Earthly Delight, Michelangelo's statue of David, Dadaism, death...... by flying shards of glass, with some Jeff and Cicciolina used within a biblical context by his sculptural collages, deeply influenced by Damien Hirst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S8y7VG9XBjI/AAAAAAAAGWo/ndJhY5dltqc/s1600/The-Holes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S8y7VG9XBjI/AAAAAAAAGWo/ndJhY5dltqc/s400/The-Holes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461946419413190194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/liverpoolbiennial/2892071740/sizes/o/in/set-72157607535455391/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;David Altmejd the Holes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-9185458321274410061?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/9185458321274410061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=9185458321274410061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/9185458321274410061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/9185458321274410061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/04/david-altmejds-muse-on-western-art.html' title='David Altmejd’s muse on Western Art'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S8ywTTVAHZI/AAAAAAAAGWY/uAKmRU5wm8Q/s72-c/brain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-8452024727899779913</id><published>2010-04-16T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T08:14:43.181-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Tim's secret  designer Elmo - Project Runway 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The Elmo  K Mart  Clearance Collection&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S8jFbaIoXkI/AAAAAAAAGVY/2OHPRJOM0LE/s1600/elemo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 348px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S8jFbaIoXkI/AAAAAAAAGVY/2OHPRJOM0LE/s400/elemo-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460831622849388098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" &lt;a href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/04/coco-chanel-curtain-call-project-runway.html"&gt;Elmo&lt;/a&gt;, surprise, it me honey"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emilio: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Tim, Tim, did anyone see you? &lt;/span&gt;(They embrace) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its been over four months Tim homely, how's my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(white johnson)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hanging?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Heidi wants us to go to Walt Disney Park as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;the gayest couple&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, the first for Runway Project."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emilio: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"That German hoe can't keep her mouth shut, rumors are she's going to chose parakeet Jay over that bisexual hybrid  dominatrix &lt;a href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/03/milas-pocahontas-dress.html"&gt;Meanla&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/elmo.jpg" mce_href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/elmo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/elmo.jpg" mce_src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/elmo.jpg" alt="" title="elmo" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-5907" width="402" height="361" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tim: "Emilio, let me give you  a little education, carry this as your brand and the entire World would be laughing at you, common sense tells me, its over...&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Lets clear it up Elmo to all the TV land fools out here that our animosity against each other is none of anyone business but Heidi's. You fell in love with me after I allowed our two extended hours on the burlap challenge to beat &lt;a href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/03/project-runway-if-mila-and-ping.html"&gt;Ping's&lt;/a&gt; classic look with a hands on all over your bod, baby critique to what those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;three drunks are looking for like me inspecting  your Harlem booty.“&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emilio: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I don't care what they think Tim homey, everyone is extremely jealous, I have first hand experience, yet exposing those vocal aired love squabbles helped us both, I was so hot then that I urinated on myself, but I did not see any mess over my fabric, I wonder who licked it up?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S8jVPOSv1MI/AAAAAAAAGVg/sn8gmCU7ycQ/s1600/elimo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 423px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S8jVPOSv1MI/AAAAAAAAGVg/sn8gmCU7ycQ/s400/elimo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460849005698208962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fascist Elmo, where is your secret lover ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: "Do what you ever want with me Elmo, I really don't see you facing all those people when your models get a fright over your collection, bets now it's all over with our relationship, and you darling and all your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;fascism&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; will be in the recycle bin exported as land fill..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifetime.com/shows/project-runway/tim-gunn-blog/episode-13-finale-part-1-and-home-visits"&gt;After Project Runway 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-8452024727899779913?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/8452024727899779913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=8452024727899779913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8452024727899779913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8452024727899779913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/04/tims-secret-designer-elmo-project.html' title='Tim&apos;s secret  designer Elmo - Project Runway 7'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S8jFbaIoXkI/AAAAAAAAGVY/2OHPRJOM0LE/s72-c/elemo-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-5373957138204011160</id><published>2010-04-14T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T15:43:09.266-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Feinin at the Whitney Biennial</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Purchased from the Whitney two hour Easter Bunny Sale…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_BzZLbUtII/AAAAAAAAGc4/gpEJPQb0Tzs/s1600/warhall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 409px; height: 274px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_BzZLbUtII/AAAAAAAAGc4/gpEJPQb0Tzs/s400/warhall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472000423656469634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A version parodying Andy Warhol inspection the art work &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/jessica-jackson-hutchins.jpg" mce_href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/jessica-jackson-hutchins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Jessica-Jackson-Hutchins" src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/jessica-jackson-hutchins.jpg" mce_src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/jessica-jackson-hutchins.jpg" alt="" width="412" height="346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.whitney.org/Exhibitions/2010Biennial/JessicaJacksonHutchins"&gt;Jessica Jackson Hutchins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Couch for  a long time "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Whitney explains: " Jessica Jackson Hutchins explores the relationships between people and objects and how they both form and inform each other. To create this work, Hutchins glued newspaper articles about Barack Obama on the surface of a sofa repurposed from her childhood living room. Ceramic pieces, grouped haphazardly on the couch, can be viewed as surrogates for the people who once sat on its cushions. &lt;i&gt;Couch For a Long Time&lt;/i&gt; fuses public and private moments, creating a sense that monumental world events can pervade everyday life. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S8eGn13IjuI/AAAAAAAAGVQ/7D5grifnbek/s1600/Aldrich.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 426px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S8eGn13IjuI/AAAAAAAAGVQ/7D5grifnbek/s400/Aldrich.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460481092241362658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.whitney.org/Exhibitions/2010Biennial/RichardAldrich"&gt;After Richard Aldrich untitiled, wood on a pedestal &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together with an assemblage, the Whitney writes, Aldrich uses three scrap pieces of wood, which form a vaguely figurative sculpture, the installation embodies abstract autobiographical references in a meticulous, selective approach that characterizes much of his work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S9Sv4NFnkcI/AAAAAAAAGXo/rUbwviVvQhU/s1600/Auerbach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 445px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S9Sv4NFnkcI/AAAAAAAAGXo/rUbwviVvQhU/s400/Auerbach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464185628028015042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm looking at is content, yes, but what do the folds suggest? After &lt;a href="http://www.whitney.org/Exhibitions/2010Biennial/TaubaAuerbach"&gt;Tauba Auerbach&lt;/a&gt;.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-5373957138204011160?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5373957138204011160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=5373957138204011160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5373957138204011160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5373957138204011160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/04/feinin-at-whitney-biennial-2010.html' title='Feinin at the Whitney Biennial'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S_BzZLbUtII/AAAAAAAAGc4/gpEJPQb0Tzs/s72-c/warhall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-8529948663626275282</id><published>2010-04-11T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T16:18:22.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Anthony's big condom gown - Project Runway 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/condom-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 331px; height: 471px;" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-5902" title="condom-3" src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/condom-3.jpg?w=357&amp;amp;h=511" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifetime.com/shows/project-runway/rate-the-runway/season-7-episode-12#id=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anthony's elegance look &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project Runway episode 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seth :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael: '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is this Jiminy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cricket&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; from Walt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Disney, and that model you have, who the fuck is she and what modern woman like me would have so many pants suits in my closet?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heidi: " Micheal, I think its time to take away his stud gun."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seth: &lt;em&gt;" I want my &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Valeria back&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anthony:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynthia: &lt;em&gt;“Any common sense person would wear your dress without looking like a clown. Look at them all, do you think Heidi would be caught dead in one besides yours? “ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Anthony: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Thank you Cynthia, Michael thinks my dress looks like a big blue condom, something tells me that his papa used one, Anthony bets it was super small and slipped off somewhere smelly  and scary ....I’ll never venture into. And granted you gave me $300 dollars, but Girl, I need some extra, sorry times are hard, why spend all that on raw silk for a one time wear? Would you rather drive here in a MAN MADE Benzs or go all natural on a donkey and cart?.”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emilio&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidi: &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Absolutely &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ricky Ricardo, &lt;/em&gt;Lucy would be so proud." &lt;/em&gt; (In the many attempts to parody &lt;a href="http://www.mylifetime.com/shows/project-runway/rate-the-runway/season-7-episode-12#id=2"&gt;Emilio,&lt;/a&gt; I found myself soulless)&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Emilio:&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"To answer your question Heidi since you did not asked me directly, I'll like to take you and Micheal to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Walt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Disney&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Park, Nina taste in fashion is a snooze, I think chewing all those coca leaves as a child has affected her sense and sensibility to understand clothing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mila&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina: &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;“I love the Snow White look, lets talk after the show, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;there are a few alterations to be made&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;. Why should Heidi &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;covet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt; the red carpet " Worst Dress List" four times running, I want to have the honour this time."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Michael:&lt;i&gt; " And its so one-dimensional like you Nina"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mila:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"Why do men, Michael get all the attention.....oh, you are one of those fairy things..(she clears her throat)...sorry..(then addresses Heidi) I don't see Emilio wearing his four winning dresses up his ass, at least I wear what I make, not like that soul Greek cap he pretends to be the Know and Know all. Well you're a loser Emilio, ( tapping him on the shoulder with a yard stick) and why in God's name would your parents name you after a muppet, Emilio, Elmo, you see any difference? ( She turns to Jay) And why Jay did he not pick me? Why the Big tears, are you sleeping with Anthony again when I saved your fucking ass in the St. Marks look challenge?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S8HyYCRDWyI/AAAAAAAAGUw/ecm_-ea96ZM/s1600/Coco-Chanel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 438px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S8HyYCRDWyI/AAAAAAAAGUw/ecm_-ea96ZM/s400/Coco-Chanel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458910718088928034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Coco Chanel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't understand fashion if you are told what it entails, glamor need not follow the footsteps after me, for the sake of looking your best, art caps it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-8529948663626275282?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/8529948663626275282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=8529948663626275282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8529948663626275282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8529948663626275282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/04/coco-chanel-curtain-call-project-runway.html' title='Anthony&apos;s big condom gown - Project Runway 7'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S8HyYCRDWyI/AAAAAAAAGUw/ecm_-ea96ZM/s72-c/Coco-Chanel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-9207047123515958379</id><published>2010-04-09T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T08:38:27.439-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>Awake against the mysterious light...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SnwhnctDW3I/AAAAAAAAFJU/UVOZ1U-PF7g/s1600-h/disk-of-memory.jpg" mce_href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SnwhnctDW3I/AAAAAAAAFJU/UVOZ1U-PF7g/s1600-h/disk-of-memory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SnwhnctDW3I/AAAAAAAAFJU/UVOZ1U-PF7g/s400/disk-of-memory.jpg" mce_src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SnwhnctDW3I/AAAAAAAAFJU/UVOZ1U-PF7g/s400/disk-of-memory.jpg" alt="" width="301" border="0" height="441" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The disc  encrusted with razor sharp thorns crystallized in ice&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;....I am told that God exists within us, I think of God as  feathered, spiral joining me with you. What needs to be explained begins right behind the spine, looking, fascinating coil that enriches me. I am dead along others where marriage* rules in internal prayer. God knows nothing but speaks between the senses. God learns over the centuries and explores you against your will, worth, repeating challenges until your purpose is realized. Beyond life, beyond me, I too must resolve my empty solitude.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SnsiIE1a_7I/AAAAAAAAFI0/ChI_FmHk_xs/s1600-h/never-end-gift.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 297px; height: 419px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366920903074185138" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SnsiIE1a_7I/AAAAAAAAFI0/ChI_FmHk_xs/s400/never-end-gift.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Forget this place, it seeks death in good&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Feinin walked towards the work, the matter made from cardboard resembled the spiral shape. He then proceeded to walk into the hand, This of cause is not a hand, but a giant cloud of mist,* it composed of everything you thought you knew. God's light shines, it vacillates though time, leaving tears at certain points. The character of Schiller are two energies brought as one.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gulliver look directly at the hand of God, the storm which raged brought the boat up to the crest of a wave and then upon to flat plateau. This looked like a sun dial, the boat was beached dry and the chain was heavy to carry. Gulliver looked at the shadow, from were he stood, the dial casts at 2pm. In front of him, the disc approached, it glittered like razor sharp thorns. As it reached his face, it saw an opening., this is invisible to humans. The crystallized coil passed through it to eternity as it slid into the consciousness.. Schiller is truly fascinated by the mind, its opal shape, the blue disc that covers a porthole to the unknown. Once inside, the energy gravitates to nodes, it remaps and traces thought.. Whose it is does not matter. To the spiral, it fills the mind with possibilities. "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;* Thought&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-9207047123515958379?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/9207047123515958379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=9207047123515958379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/9207047123515958379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/9207047123515958379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/04/awake-against-mysterious-lighti-am.html' title='Awake against the mysterious light...'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SnwhnctDW3I/AAAAAAAAFJU/UVOZ1U-PF7g/s72-c/disk-of-memory.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-4800445500248690860</id><published>2010-04-08T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T10:25:49.199-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>Moses' mask</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S73Y1-trw2I/AAAAAAAAGUI/qr8_hY-xJQU/s1600/moses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S73Y1-trw2I/AAAAAAAAGUI/qr8_hY-xJQU/s400/moses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457756745322185570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the study of Moses, I concluded that God or Gods were as one. Belief on the other hand was man's attempt to uncover its meaning, but remained divided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Arguable one of the greatest biblical tale with a certain truth. A man, a mountain, a river, and village. Surmised over the centuries, a token of appreciation, a joyous reminder that belief can live with any fool, a ghastly hideous mirror. Over time remember him, Jacob, (Issachar), hymns preached to God, his true name unknown until unearthed. shepherds walk, keep avail in the distance, two Gods fight over me, I tell you some time in the future.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Repent, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Solomon&lt;/em&gt;, poetry, open sea (salt), creation of truths.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S79i4dE_FII/AAAAAAAAGUY/feoPwCsjfBU/s1600/eve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 431px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S79i4dE_FII/AAAAAAAAGUY/feoPwCsjfBU/s400/eve.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458189995414066306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rivers teach, man is complete, toiled next in generations to come, flocks call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In this feinin;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I was cautious to merge a part of history that had been plagued with mystery and intrigued. In the self-portrait, I found a kind-heart of a simple teenager, mothered too much, but knew his role. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The past all forgotten, but my presence still exists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. I was young, I was afraid, I was loved, I was adorned, I was poisoned....King, ruler, submissive, charming, snake, torture, flowers, slaves, fire, death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Addendum: At first it sounded like Issahar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-4800445500248690860?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/4800445500248690860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=4800445500248690860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/4800445500248690860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/4800445500248690860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/04/moses-mask.html' title='Moses&apos; mask'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S73Y1-trw2I/AAAAAAAAGUI/qr8_hY-xJQU/s72-c/moses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-7148705404659038671</id><published>2010-04-07T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T15:50:51.474-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>Mohammed and the Tree of Knowledge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7zugEozoEI/AAAAAAAAGT4/nqhgElWveJ0/s1600/Mohammed-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 331px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7zugEozoEI/AAAAAAAAGT4/nqhgElWveJ0/s400/Mohammed-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457499083234320450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this study, I ws overwhelmed with  sense of calm, and  a premonition, that the World was in revolt; Many attempts to set the scriptures wrong,  without rule, man is empty by his will to be other than himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7zwHy5XeRI/AAAAAAAAGUA/J2-Wn4B3uTI/s1600/Mohammed-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 341px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7zwHy5XeRI/AAAAAAAAGUA/J2-Wn4B3uTI/s400/Mohammed-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457500865178335506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God's eye; God's spirit rises, God's will vanishes between my eyes, the heavens are open to me, beauty speaks among the leaves, fire transcends my time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/where-it-spoke.jpg" mce_href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/where-it-spoke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-5793" title="Where-it-spoke" src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/where-it-spoke.jpg" mce_src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/where-it-spoke.jpg" alt="" width="401" height="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;At one point of this work, I had the urge to re-shoot the portrait, but blocked by "him".  Why does Moses enter my consciousness?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;n this feinin: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I saw a believer. Here was a man full of ambition, a warrior capable of defending his own right. In the self-portrait, I realized a gentle eye, a poet, a man of his word and deed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Beauty, fearless, courage, petals, kind, heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-7148705404659038671?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/7148705404659038671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=7148705404659038671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/7148705404659038671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/7148705404659038671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/04/mohammed-and-tree-of-knowledge.html' title='Mohammed and the Tree of Knowledge'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7zugEozoEI/AAAAAAAAGT4/nqhgElWveJ0/s72-c/Mohammed-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-5792357570022617743</id><published>2010-04-07T07:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T16:04:38.375-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>Gautama Buddha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7ydOdgXhII/AAAAAAAAGTo/SRQ5a55Tlv4/s1600/Buddha-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 382px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7ydOdgXhII/AAAAAAAAGTo/SRQ5a55Tlv4/s400/Buddha-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457409720230315138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A boy, yes,  afraid, but with  a purity of the mind and craving for sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the feinin: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I embodied a spirit more charming that I had ever encountered. I was told of the temptation of fame, the greed in possessions and the house which I belonged was my castle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;This was a little boy, a stranger, but a master in his own right. The future was necessary for lessons, taught by courage and compassion. Here was a crown that awoken the centre. &lt;span&gt;Prince, prophet, mandala, alone, supreme magic - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Believe in the circle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7ywkTdddOI/AAAAAAAAGTw/us8HYViU1DU/s1600/Buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 278px; height: 410px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7ywkTdddOI/AAAAAAAAGTw/us8HYViU1DU/s400/Buddha.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The mind lies, truth is instilled from the heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-5792357570022617743?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5792357570022617743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=5792357570022617743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5792357570022617743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5792357570022617743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/04/gautama-buddha.html' title='Gautama Buddha'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7ydOdgXhII/AAAAAAAAGTo/SRQ5a55Tlv4/s72-c/Buddha-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-7746337217397882534</id><published>2010-04-05T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T10:57:32.322-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>Mary Magdalene</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7pkh2-hg5I/AAAAAAAAGTI/xzFejjEd1Fk/s1600/Mary-Magdalene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 381px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7pkh2-hg5I/AAAAAAAAGTI/xzFejjEd1Fk/s400/Mary-Magdalene.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456784431368995730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After Mary Magdalene&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;i&gt;In a number of studies of Mary Magdalene, there seemed a void, emptiness, why? The closer I try to capture her, I am  not moved&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If only you see that the myth seeks those who are tempted, she was next to him, she sang his praise, but why treat this women with the lowest contempt. A lie you see, his was too young to stain with blood beneath the skin, " Lord is troubled" creatures that we are expose us forever. We are forgiven in his arms, the feet of Christ come forth. In the end, they will believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7pp6EZw0UI/AAAAAAAAGTY/vYCMZdynx34/s1600/christ-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 428px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7pp6EZw0UI/AAAAAAAAGTY/vYCMZdynx34/s400/christ-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456790344847905090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wounds cut by stones, kneel to my rest, Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7pmtRWlY_I/AAAAAAAAGTQ/aUo7tmVNSmQ/s1600/christ-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 429px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7pmtRWlY_I/AAAAAAAAGTQ/aUo7tmVNSmQ/s400/christ-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456786826451051506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You took part in my execution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;After completing theses studies, I had n overwhelming expansion  from the centre of my chest.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-7746337217397882534?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/7746337217397882534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=7746337217397882534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/7746337217397882534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/7746337217397882534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/04/mary-magdalene.html' title='Mary Magdalene'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7pkh2-hg5I/AAAAAAAAGTI/xzFejjEd1Fk/s72-c/Mary-Magdalene.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-7515855977112026581</id><published>2010-04-04T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T03:37:56.085-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>Man knows God's servant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7iQdsIbxOI/AAAAAAAAGTA/V7N0X7c1NqQ/s1600/where-kings-ends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7iQdsIbxOI/AAAAAAAAGTA/V7N0X7c1NqQ/s400/where-kings-ends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456269788296496354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This portrait began as a fashion model parody, it then it seamlessly transformed into something else. I conclude it is him, his second disciple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Plaque, horizon, wall, Constantine, opium, blindness, thieves&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; abundance, cast(nets), Messiah&lt;/span&gt;, Jew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In an earlier self portrait, I was puzzled, more so by what I thought I believed to be true. In this mosaic, the (Messiah) is not that of Jesus of Nazareth, but rather of one of his ( Apostles). In this work, I felt encased in stone, mammoth, a presence of a law, a teaching and a permanent reminder of, under a political regime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Grand, powerful and far reaching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-7515855977112026581?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/7515855977112026581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=7515855977112026581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/7515855977112026581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/7515855977112026581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/04/man-knows-gods-servant.html' title='Man knows God&apos;s servant'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7iQdsIbxOI/AAAAAAAAGTA/V7N0X7c1NqQ/s72-c/where-kings-ends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-7150345835371504852</id><published>2010-04-02T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T09:38:19.470-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Jonathan's drapery dress - Runway Project 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/03/project-runway-if-mila-and-ping.html"&gt;Ping&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sets standards - Curtain boobs wraps are in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7Yf_8FGRhI/AAAAAAAAGSg/jYUkSMeStVk/s1600/benzs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7Yf_8FGRhI/AAAAAAAAGSg/jYUkSMeStVk/s400/benzs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455583181925664274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Top &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strike&gt;boobs&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; model at Merci des Benz show room, Frankfurt Germany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7c1LeoXHFI/AAAAAAAAGSo/Y3rE4BUU9Yk/s1600/klums.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 439px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7c1LeoXHFI/AAAAAAAAGSo/Y3rE4BUU9Yk/s400/klums.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455887944899828818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red carpet Heidi 360º look; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" I'm dropping that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emilio &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;/ Jesus / dress for this short sexy one by Jonathan, Brandice should see that having "big" boobs makes all the difference. My husband, Scar, has his "big" down there, at times I can't even walk straight in any dress. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/dk.jpg" mce_href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/dk.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-7150345835371504852?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/7150345835371504852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=7150345835371504852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/7150345835371504852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/7150345835371504852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/04/jonathans-wonder-dress-runway-project-7.html' title='Jonathan&apos;s drapery dress - Runway Project 7'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7Yf_8FGRhI/AAAAAAAAGSg/jYUkSMeStVk/s72-c/benzs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-5244215250762871330</id><published>2010-04-01T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T05:11:54.477-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>Blessed Crown of the Virgin Mary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This has much to do with order&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7VU1dr57aI/AAAAAAAAGSI/0_H6Uek5c48/s1600/Byzantine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7VU1dr57aI/AAAAAAAAGSI/0_H6Uek5c48/s400/Byzantine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455359801107803554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The first crown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What began as the study of Blessed Virgin Mary crown, I was transformed to what I believe to be the times of the Byzantine. The crown is on a head of a young man. This may be the origins of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; the Virgin Mary, I am sure it is the forth century.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; The premise of the Blessed Virgin Mary is the belief of the unconditional mother's love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the feinin: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I have never been touched by a feeling that represented a mother's love for her infant. In this work, I searched to verify its meaning, and its truth in the abstraction and of its nonexistence, but it did not matter, its omnipresence of what it meant was overpowering, impacting and so (real). What I can tell you that it led me to an (epiphany) about inherently wanting, subconsciously. &lt;span&gt;This was what love really means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the portrait of the Madonna, I felt the presence of a (blinding love), a bonding, and a child that was clingy, but mine altogether. But I knew that I was giving him up. &lt;span&gt;His fragility, his inquisitiveness, his innocence&lt;/span&gt;. And I thought to myself, take good care of him, treat him well with respect and dignity, as he is my only. The (love) that I felt was the maternal bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should be noted that this experience is not within a religious context.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-5244215250762871330?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5244215250762871330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=5244215250762871330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5244215250762871330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5244215250762871330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/04/blessed-crown-of-virgin-mary.html' title='Blessed Crown of the Virgin Mary'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7VU1dr57aI/AAAAAAAAGSI/0_H6Uek5c48/s72-c/Byzantine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-8732692433534823268</id><published>2010-03-31T20:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T09:41:17.160-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>Faith - Francis of Assisi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7R70x0TO-I/AAAAAAAAGRo/HF2WLeaoq9o/s1600/Francis-of-Assisi-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 429px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7R70x0TO-I/AAAAAAAAGRo/HF2WLeaoq9o/s400/Francis-of-Assisi-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455121195308628962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Francis Bernardone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Faith is not about faith but of belief in oneself......&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7SpkhkFe0I/AAAAAAAAGSA/IquvKJ_XwOc/s1600/Stigmata.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 409px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7SpkhkFe0I/AAAAAAAAGSA/IquvKJ_XwOc/s400/Stigmata.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455171493602622274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stigmata of &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Giovanni Francesco di Bernardone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;afte&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;r Giotto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, its too soon, yet the game seems taken by you, forever forgiven in dreams of hate. I am that who sees, blasphemy eyes over God, the savior of man in his humblest form. Choose not them against his will...Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to believe in Christianity, you must believe in the faith of Francis of Assisi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This work at first had a purity, but then I neglected the very fact that he, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Francis of Assisi believed more within himself than what others expected of their faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7R_taRT0DI/AAAAAAAAGR4/03PHUyfIM4Y/s1600/Saint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 390px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7R_taRT0DI/AAAAAAAAGR4/03PHUyfIM4Y/s400/Saint.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455125466775277618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who is this saint that not of Assisi&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the feinin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; So I was jailed, never mind that. Believe in something, almighty, grand, inspiring. Sit near a tree, give you time to God, almighty heaven. I saw your brother, I kissed his feet, I tore a ligament, I bled to the floor. Solitude, great almighty, majestic love in perfection. All around me I sang to thee, all around me I sang to thee. Impossible to think, I was jailed you see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Order, laceration, magical gift, monks, loser, courage, patronization, scrotum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;With these two studies, the crucifixion piece and Saint, I became very particular over the details, but also I was frustrated at each stage not getting it right. I want better of this. Why am I doing this  I've been asked many times, I don't have an answer and I am at a stage were I really don't know, nor am I fully enjoying the experience so independently alone without some sort of tactile intervention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7sx704mpBI/AAAAAAAAGTg/iTIPn6xoijQ/s1600/Assisi-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 452px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7sx704mpBI/AAAAAAAAGTg/iTIPn6xoijQ/s400/Assisi-.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457010277367587858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beyond what I believe, there lies the truth, Justice is never pure, until your hands are tied, beaten, robbed, cast with stone. Love wanders far from the souls who seek his name. " Where is he before him"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-8732692433534823268?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/8732692433534823268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=8732692433534823268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8732692433534823268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8732692433534823268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/03/faith-francis-of-assisi.html' title='Faith - Francis of Assisi'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7R70x0TO-I/AAAAAAAAGRo/HF2WLeaoq9o/s72-c/Francis-of-Assisi-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-9088049095786323192</id><published>2010-03-30T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T03:29:35.038-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>Resurrection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7IiDaC4TLI/AAAAAAAAGRI/qkYA-8qkR0w/s1600/Easter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 431px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7IiDaC4TLI/AAAAAAAAGRI/qkYA-8qkR0w/s400/Easter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454459540625444018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blind but then I could see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this holy Easter, resist the temptations rights, over yonder he seeith Moses. Cast stones across his back, blood pouruth, weep alone in desert, cry again to him, lost leaves drink over manure. Troubled ghostly fable that the Lord has risen in him too lies beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In this study, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I covered my body with olive oil, I am assuming it has a biblical significance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;. Who was this Jesus? Where is his heart? Over time he saw himself as Lord,  Father of the Hebrews until love conquered  eternal memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-9088049095786323192?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/9088049095786323192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=9088049095786323192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/9088049095786323192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/9088049095786323192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/03/resurrection.html' title='Resurrection'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7IiDaC4TLI/AAAAAAAAGRI/qkYA-8qkR0w/s72-c/Easter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-6984161458953441053</id><published>2010-03-26T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T18:08:53.315-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><title type='text'>Mila's Pocahontas dress - Project Runway 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7FM4tzFPeI/AAAAAAAAGQo/8bO9KBshQ48/s1600/vogue-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 525px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7FM4tzFPeI/AAAAAAAAGQo/8bO9KBshQ48/s400/vogue-cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454225160972615138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Mode style the latest glamour for the 1920's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S6zGqWsCGRI/AAAAAAAAGQI/PlUiFb9640w/s1600/mila.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 439px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S6zGqWsCGRI/AAAAAAAAGQI/PlUiFb9640w/s400/mila.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452951679785900306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brandice, " This dress is something I've always wanted"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S6zHFc9sqZI/AAAAAAAAGQQ/7RxT7n9aYfs/s1600/mila-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S6zHFc9sqZI/AAAAAAAAGQQ/7RxT7n9aYfs/s400/mila-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452952145327073682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandice, "This is so much better than nearly tripping in that dress before." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Low Model walks to the centre of the catwalk, disrobes and assembles an Indian tent. A first for Project runway &lt;a href="http://www.afterelton.com/sites/www.afterelton.com/files/images/mila_1.jpg"&gt;designed by &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.afterelton.com/sites/www.afterelton.com/files/images/mila_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7FOohGEAfI/AAAAAAAAGQw/4mzzPP22jKg/s1600/judges.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 341px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7FOohGEAfI/AAAAAAAAGQw/4mzzPP22jKg/s400/judges.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454227081707913714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Barack, have you made your decision?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Judges of Runway Project episode 10, &lt;em&gt;Heidi&lt;/em&gt; Klum and &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;Michelle &lt;/span&gt;Barack Obama&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;Barack&lt;em&gt;: "Heidi Heidi Hoe, Sister Franklin lent Prez super Air force 1 fly her Jemima bow head tie, I'm kicking with you honey tonight , lets see some chain fence twat on that upscale catwalk..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emergency phone: " Yes babes, I borrowed your shawl from your prized &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jacqueline K closet. Is the country running OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Is there anything more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; cause you're holding up my nuke, guess whose next  line..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Barack:&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt; ” I think Mila’s dress could be winter covers for NASA’s space shuttle rocket boosters”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Heidi:&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt; “&lt;em&gt; I like that Brandice took the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;initiative to carry a spare &lt;/em&gt;scissor to cut herself out of that dress”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-6984161458953441053?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/6984161458953441053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=6984161458953441053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/6984161458953441053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/6984161458953441053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/03/milas-pocahontas-dress.html' title='Mila&apos;s Pocahontas dress - Project Runway 7'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S7FM4tzFPeI/AAAAAAAAGQo/8bO9KBshQ48/s72-c/vogue-cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-5194481482242697456</id><published>2010-03-24T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T15:46:52.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>Maharajah Duleep Singh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S6p5GZo66vI/AAAAAAAAGPw/t6lA44k5DZM/s1600/Maharajah-Duleep-Singh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S6p5GZo66vI/AAAAAAAAGPw/t6lA44k5DZM/s400/Maharajah-Duleep-Singh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452303449754102514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Black Prince of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perthshire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This this study of the Punjab prince, I felt as if as I  child, the jewels and pearls that adorned my head and neck seemed perfect, I judged it by its weight. The turban other the other hand was an art it itself. The process of wrapping the head is complex yet beautiful and extremely sensual to watch. I am also wearing the Kohinoor diamond.  This stone is part of the British Crown today. The British in history are known as thieves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S6vUz3komQI/AAAAAAAAGQA/Ue-17ycvCOg/s1600/Koh-i-Noor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 417px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S6vUz3komQI/AAAAAAAAGQA/Ue-17ycvCOg/s400/Koh-i-Noor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452685761418139906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wear this father, show them the truth, enter a dream fur filled with empty joy, return thee, beneath the earth, as found  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Giventh he oh Holy One, through dreams we weep.For gone to  known Jahan the Queen deserve stone, mourn cross this land to shores cape.  Beauty. Love, honour magic, superstitions, alone casts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I too see thee, a light cold within all saith. Weep blue crystal, my child confessed, rude, far-reach the diamond in hand so white, tippy toe around lamps, fortune, jealousy, rude, fly away from my hand, alone I see terrible as I sit, father, oh why thy name rules an infant wandering joy, casts the stone back as far as it glows, ....omen....blight crushed my knees, they takenth (Opel)* , father's curse set upon thee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The the second part of this work, I was carried to a place which I remembered, to a time where I could see. Pain, regret, hardship, the stone amassed a time capsule, the bearer will never survive eternal bliss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S66EP1BzOkI/AAAAAAAAGQY/PCvhNWYFKhA/s1600/Maharaja-Ranjit-Singh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 466px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S66EP1BzOkI/AAAAAAAAGQY/PCvhNWYFKhA/s400/Maharaja-Ranjit-Singh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453441606259784258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maharaja Ranjit Singh&lt;/span&gt; - If it lies beneath your bed, charm will take your soul, for those women close to it perish sons abyss doom. Raj waters petrified the stone, beneath me terror awakes, armies forge, time will tell, its demise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S66JokFzfsI/AAAAAAAAGQg/HoTkV_Gg7Nc/s1600/Maharaja-Ranjit-Singh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S66JokFzfsI/AAAAAAAAGQg/HoTkV_Gg7Nc/s400/Maharaja-Ranjit-Singh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453447528768044738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Kohinoor's charm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first verse of the text was lost, this is what I remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was bound by rope, raped and sodomized,.....stone......Holy One,....Setting sun,......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;* Meaning its  shape and brilliance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-5194481482242697456?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5194481482242697456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=5194481482242697456' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5194481482242697456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5194481482242697456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/03/maharajah-duleep-singh.html' title='Maharajah Duleep Singh'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S6p5GZo66vI/AAAAAAAAGPw/t6lA44k5DZM/s72-c/Maharajah-Duleep-Singh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-5143264347677519301</id><published>2010-03-19T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T08:05:18.718-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Project Runway - If Mila and Ping reunited</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S6jSfJXViNI/AAAAAAAAGPY/gbug5WJXePY/s1600-h/cover2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 450px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S6jSfJXViNI/AAAAAAAAGPY/gbug5WJXePY/s400/cover2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451838781463562450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April Issue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/ranway-model-1.jpg" mce_href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/ranway-model-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 304px; height: 501px;" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-5660" title="ranway-model-1" src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/ranway-model-1.jpg" mce_src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/ranway-model-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifetime.com/shows/models-of-the-runway/rate-the-walk/season-2-episode-2#id=14"&gt;Ping&lt;/a&gt; after Mila look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Project Runway with Feinin, " I'm me, I use to think I was you, but, now I'm me, that's why I straighten my hair to look like you." &lt;/i&gt;Heidi, Heidi Heidi Hoe, yuh better eh say &lt;i&gt;Auf Wiedersehen to meh in yuh tweeter voice wit  false teet grin, I far have morals, meh eh auf meh brassiere like you&lt;/i&gt; in de sea.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ping: &lt;i&gt;" Its all my idea Mila, I think its just gorgeous as the fabric drapes over the model's body like a burlap rice bag in a classical way. I love the hat, its funky, hee hee,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milia: &lt;i&gt;" Ping, Ping, Ping, Pong! Is that a door bell. Hello, is anyone there who can sew like me, and look at my signature scarfs and jacket, its unique, just like Seth's black leather pants suits. Feinin has such strong features, Brandise should be a little concerned, I am so not so loyal in picking her again. "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tim: &lt;i&gt;"Girls, girls tell me what happening here, who's the catty one?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ping: &lt;i&gt;" You see Tim, this time the fabric loops around the waist , and covers up the buttocks, testis and   phallus."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/ranway-model-3.jpg" mce_href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/ranway-model-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-5662" title="ranway-model--3" src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/ranway-model-3.jpg" mce_src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/ranway-model-3.jpg" alt="" width="317" height="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Feinin:&lt;i&gt; ""Tim, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;she kept giggling when she checked which way it hung, I told her to stop after four or five hand fitting. She just does not listen, I think she should be deported, anyway I decided to borrow &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brandise's under garment to cover myself up.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Milia:"&lt;i&gt; Tim, I am using my brilliant signature chest board pattern, no one here has the ability to see what I am really doing, that is muted colour blocking. I can see no one too can design or sew as good as me. Hey Tim, don't touch my Brother sewing machine."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tim: &lt;i&gt;"Girls, girls I really don't like it at all, really, it tiresome Ping...good work team leader Mila."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The judging:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nina: &lt;em&gt;“There is something unique here, I love  the sack look, I like that feinin can reach into &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brandise’s &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;signature look and pocket, but I question the bee mask, I was expecting a smoke can. This is backward thinking fashion."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Michael: &lt;i&gt;"For God sake, that's about one hundred years ago. this art deco, the romanticism wig look is history, and remember Feinin is allergic to hairnetting, is that head piece toxic foam,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; Ping is stepping out of her 1920's to a mode, sleek modem look, Feinin pulled it off beautifully,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; I think its rice paddy couture."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Heidi: &lt;i&gt;" I like how Feinin carried this look&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;, I also love the two piece farmer brown bodice and skirt.  I could see myself in it on the cover of &lt;/i&gt;marie claire&lt;i&gt; once I cut away Mila's unconventional black and white pattern flaps,  must we all bear this again?" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Guest Madonna: &lt;i&gt;" Who did the sewing here, it looks like Ping took control, it is darned  so well, I love to see it as a label."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S6jYXWrjdsI/AAAAAAAAGPg/ZsoDUjzX7jI/s1600-h/ping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 447px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S6jYXWrjdsI/AAAAAAAAGPg/ZsoDUjzX7jI/s400/ping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451845244668835522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Of course this is a parody from the television show Project Runway, So I decided to make a dress using cloth and crocus bag  secured with safety pins and masking tape.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-5143264347677519301?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5143264347677519301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=5143264347677519301' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5143264347677519301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5143264347677519301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/03/project-runway-if-mila-and-ping.html' title='Project Runway - If Mila and Ping reunited'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S6jSfJXViNI/AAAAAAAAGPY/gbug5WJXePY/s72-c/cover2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-2079252069825342375</id><published>2010-03-12T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T03:58:34.186-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anthropological  studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Traditional Carnival'/><title type='text'>Indians of America</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I had major issues over this work as if my representation avoided the greater meaning of the beginning of life, if so, I am strangely fascinated by man's void in an universe so vast, untouched by man's creation, no world such as this may exist....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S6F4tlezcBI/AAAAAAAAGOg/1TwSTnGn48k/s1600-h/native-indian-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 376px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S6F4tlezcBI/AAAAAAAAGOg/1TwSTnGn48k/s400/native-indian-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449769748645769234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Indians of the Amazon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In composing the traditional carnival character of the fancy Indian, I thought of the Indian native  to the Americas and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;attempted at first to make a garment, then I made a moccasin shoe using a square piece of cloth. Overall, I felt as if I was mocking a culture. But as I thought of the Indian, I thought too of the continent and the migration of its peoples from the tip of south America across to Russia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5q2irULttI/AAAAAAAAGNo/rH5yX4HayIQ/s1600-h/post-card-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5q2irULttI/AAAAAAAAGNo/rH5yX4HayIQ/s400/post-card-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447867406117222098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look ah cascadura&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then I thought, if this planet was a rock which separated to form land masses, the formation of the sea may have occurred when an ice comet collided and disintegrated the side of the planet where the Pacific ocean exists and struck where it is the deepest. In the catastrophic explosion, the moon may have been a fragment caught in the gravitational pull, and the craters left behind filled with the remains of the comet, ie, water. The water then became contaminated by the fusion * of molten rock which made it salted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; As the water boiled, the water evaporated and condensed over the plates, and the sun's energy produced living plasma through the process of photosynthesis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S6F-NcwSVPI/AAAAAAAAGOo/N_NSrA3mQgw/s1600-h/indian-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 409px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S6F-NcwSVPI/AAAAAAAAGOo/N_NSrA3mQgw/s400/indian-7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449775793617130738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mocking Bird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the American Indian culture, ceremonies involve creating the movement of an eagle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The cascadura is a fresh water catfish native to Trinidad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;** Sulfur and sodium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-2079252069825342375?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/2079252069825342375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=2079252069825342375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/2079252069825342375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/2079252069825342375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/03/indians-of-america.html' title='Indians of America'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S6F4tlezcBI/AAAAAAAAGOg/1TwSTnGn48k/s72-c/native-indian-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-559907107872987091</id><published>2010-03-10T14:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T03:58:55.495-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anthropological  studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Traditional Carnival'/><title type='text'>Stilt Walker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5pFbayj1xI/AAAAAAAAGNQ/FcMa-xy4gbg/s1600-h/stile-walker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5pFbayj1xI/AAAAAAAAGNQ/FcMa-xy4gbg/s400/stile-walker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447743036608206610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Stilt Walker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In this study of the stilt walker or in Trinidad Old Mas, "The Moko Jumbie" I was concerned over my safety. Toppling over and falling for art would be a header. Yet the concept was to camouflage myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;behind a bush &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;as would an African Stilt-Walker to see and warn of foreboding danger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5pFkQwgtcI/AAAAAAAAGNY/iuIFXzbbd3Y/s1600-h/Stilt-walker-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 436px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5pFkQwgtcI/AAAAAAAAGNY/iuIFXzbbd3Y/s400/Stilt-walker-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447743188534080962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On a ladder In preparation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5pIq1dY3AI/AAAAAAAAGNg/TSdhpXEhJPY/s1600-h/stilt-walker-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 407px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5pIq1dY3AI/AAAAAAAAGNg/TSdhpXEhJPY/s400/stilt-walker-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447746600000084994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The high lookout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-559907107872987091?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/559907107872987091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=559907107872987091' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/559907107872987091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/559907107872987091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/03/stilt-walker.html' title='Stilt Walker'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5pFbayj1xI/AAAAAAAAGNQ/FcMa-xy4gbg/s72-c/stile-walker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-2334347933475194701</id><published>2010-03-09T13:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T03:59:24.728-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anthropological  studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Traditional Carnival'/><title type='text'>JAB JAB</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5b-vrGyUHI/AAAAAAAAGMY/KvAeVDQREgA/s1600-h/JAB-JAB-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 407px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5b-vrGyUHI/AAAAAAAAGMY/KvAeVDQREgA/s400/JAB-JAB-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446820894329688178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Carnevil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5bCfOZIZXI/AAAAAAAAGMQ/VM8Zo_mB_mQ/s1600-h/JAB-JAB-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 414px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5bCfOZIZXI/AAAAAAAAGMQ/VM8Zo_mB_mQ/s400/JAB-JAB-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446754641046431090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Diable                  Diable with a decorative mirror breast plate and foot bell tassels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The traditional carnival character  Jab Jab or Diable                  Diable. The costume follows the traditions of the Medieval jester. The Jab Jab carries his whip and competes by the art of cracking it and combating a rival in physical whip fights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5a8eTx7RLI/AAAAAAAAGMI/BGPWTcYH2-c/s1600-h/Diable-Diable-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5a8eTx7RLI/AAAAAAAAGMI/BGPWTcYH2-c/s400/Diable-Diable-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446748028242969778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jab Jab cracking his whip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-2334347933475194701?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/2334347933475194701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=2334347933475194701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/2334347933475194701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/2334347933475194701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/03/jab-jab.html' title='JAB JAB'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5b-vrGyUHI/AAAAAAAAGMY/KvAeVDQREgA/s72-c/JAB-JAB-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-3367823390296755563</id><published>2010-03-08T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T07:20:32.980-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><title type='text'>The bat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5TzENIoYKI/AAAAAAAAGLw/vs5DYyfh-hw/s1600-h/bat-front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5TzENIoYKI/AAAAAAAAGLw/vs5DYyfh-hw/s400/bat-front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446245102968660130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specimen 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I woke, this small bat was lying on the bed sideboard, deceased but still warm before rigor mortis had set in. Its quite a marvel....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We are humbled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5T1UGhEV4I/AAAAAAAAGL4/lMT4-L9UIjE/s1600-h/bat-back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5T1UGhEV4I/AAAAAAAAGL4/lMT4-L9UIjE/s400/bat-back.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446247575093270402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specimen 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5T6zhfHsEI/AAAAAAAAGMA/BfODUhcw7Sg/s1600-h/bat-side-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 408px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5T6zhfHsEI/AAAAAAAAGMA/BfODUhcw7Sg/s400/bat-side-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446253612466942018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specimen 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also examined the bat’s weight and sex. I found the mammal to be quite heavy, and that too in relation to its wing span, the ratio was short. I wondered over the beginnings of the human flight, and her fashionable coat to kept warm during those cold night flights.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-3367823390296755563?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/3367823390296755563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=3367823390296755563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/3367823390296755563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/3367823390296755563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/03/bat.html' title='The bat'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5TzENIoYKI/AAAAAAAAGLw/vs5DYyfh-hw/s72-c/bat-front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-8140743530222035953</id><published>2010-03-05T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T03:59:55.584-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anthropological  studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Traditional Carnival'/><title type='text'>Imps - A nation of many</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5EMeH60nHI/AAAAAAAAGLI/PmIPUoPlHC8/s1600-h/imps-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5EMeH60nHI/AAAAAAAAGLI/PmIPUoPlHC8/s400/imps-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445147136129014898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Imps and colorful devils&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5EOcYUd7SI/AAAAAAAAGLQ/cdtL_NjsQrg/s1600-h/imps-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 439px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5EOcYUd7SI/AAAAAAAAGLQ/cdtL_NjsQrg/s400/imps-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445149305195064610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Winged imps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the category of traditional carnival devils, this character is called an imps. The imps paints his body with black tar, white, red or more popular seen in blue paint. He carries a whistle, haunts and berates spectators as he canvases for money by doing tricks, namely fire-throwers. The dance is a slow side to side hop accompanied by band instrumental performers who use &lt;a href="http://thebookman.wordpress.com/2007/09/04/auntie-kays-bermudez-biscuit-jingle/"&gt;Crix&lt;/a&gt; biscuit tins as the sounding drum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Bookman character is  similar although he carries a larger devil headpiece and a book listing the names of those carnival masqueraders whose deeds have earned them a free ticket ride to hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-8140743530222035953?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/8140743530222035953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=8140743530222035953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8140743530222035953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8140743530222035953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/03/imps-nation-of-many.html' title='Imps - A nation of many'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5EMeH60nHI/AAAAAAAAGLI/PmIPUoPlHC8/s72-c/imps-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-9134249269323046361</id><published>2010-03-02T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T04:00:48.349-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anthropological  studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Traditional Carnival'/><title type='text'>The Cow Band character  -  Traditional Carnival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S42c9CAMblI/AAAAAAAAGK4/Nv0vYROwAew/s1600-h/mad-bull-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 487px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S42c9CAMblI/AAAAAAAAGK4/Nv0vYROwAew/s400/mad-bull-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444180096884436562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The loose cow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S42co5FiWMI/AAAAAAAAGKw/9uuNGKuc2Os/s1600-h/mad-bull-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 364px; height: 338px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S42co5FiWMI/AAAAAAAAGKw/9uuNGKuc2Os/s400/mad-bull-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444179750893541570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The traditional character generally rampages through the crowd and acts like a bull, an imps keeps him at bay with a whistle and whip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S42d6Cvxd6I/AAAAAAAAGLA/UyGoag_Pmos/s1600-h/mad-bull-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 487px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S42d6Cvxd6I/AAAAAAAAGLA/UyGoag_Pmos/s400/mad-bull-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444181145056016290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The garment can be made from burlap or dry fig leaves, the latter should not be worn in case it is lit. Cases have been reported.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-9134249269323046361?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/9134249269323046361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=9134249269323046361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/9134249269323046361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/9134249269323046361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/03/cow-band-character-traditional-carnival.html' title='The Cow Band character  -  Traditional Carnival'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S42c9CAMblI/AAAAAAAAGK4/Nv0vYROwAew/s72-c/mad-bull-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-3701208700877892304</id><published>2010-02-27T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T04:01:07.494-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anthropological  studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Traditional Carnival'/><title type='text'>King sailor  final dance - Feinin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S4qToYi8moI/AAAAAAAAGKg/VfapI375RSs/s1600-h/king-sailor-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 465px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S4qToYi8moI/AAAAAAAAGKg/VfapI375RSs/s400/king-sailor-7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443325421623745154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The sailor with his fire stoker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. Where dem udder King sailors, is war still in Iraq cause me ain't see only is me like here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S4qUOcRILHI/AAAAAAAAGKo/WIxJIUED-hA/s1600-h/king-sailor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 455px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S4qUOcRILHI/AAAAAAAAGKo/WIxJIUED-hA/s400/king-sailor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443326075457776754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My bladder bust, me pelt behind wall and pee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* river like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Caroni&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and is only two &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Man Guinness ah drink cost meh meh whole month salary.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In traditional carnival, the Fancy king sailor wears an elaborate head-piece, a decorative symbol on the back of the shirt, and bell bottoms trousers. The uniform is copy of the American sailor based in Trinidad during the second world war. It is also the time the oil steel drums was invented into the musical instrument Trinidadian call the steel drum. An important aspect of the sailor is his arsenal of baby powder and his or her sailor dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* A common site during Trinidad carnival are men urinating on walls, and women over drains&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-3701208700877892304?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/3701208700877892304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=3701208700877892304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/3701208700877892304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/3701208700877892304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/02/king-sailor-final-dance-feinin.html' title='King sailor  final dance - Feinin'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S4qToYi8moI/AAAAAAAAGKg/VfapI375RSs/s72-c/king-sailor-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-8005063404447812945</id><published>2010-02-24T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T04:02:27.186-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anthropological  studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Traditional Carnival'/><title type='text'>White bat  - Feinin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S4evECSIoZI/AAAAAAAAGJg/wpYrIazkQmM/s1600-h/bat-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 395px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S4evECSIoZI/AAAAAAAAGJg/wpYrIazkQmM/s400/bat-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442511158567805330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The traditional bat character &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S4afuamFZII/AAAAAAAAGJQ/EdNPrMmWiDI/s1600-h/bat-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 456px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S4afuamFZII/AAAAAAAAGJQ/EdNPrMmWiDI/s400/bat-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442212819485680770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S4evztiw4rI/AAAAAAAAGJw/2VBwJfrRmP4/s1600-h/bat-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 403px; height: 487px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S4evztiw4rI/AAAAAAAAGJw/2VBwJfrRmP4/s400/bat-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442511977634128562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is the traditional bat, in the study, I had hoped, if I was more flexible, that arching my back further may have worked along the lines of what I thinking of. I also wanted to hang upside down from a tree branch, but it risk falling and causing injury. Wrapping the cloth around my body also gave me beans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S4XhrIkLPTI/AAAAAAAAGI4/g7Oq8n8cjy4/s1600-h/bat-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-8005063404447812945?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/8005063404447812945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=8005063404447812945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8005063404447812945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8005063404447812945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/02/white-bat-feinin.html' title='White bat  - Feinin'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S4evECSIoZI/AAAAAAAAGJg/wpYrIazkQmM/s72-c/bat-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-9051877149708747073</id><published>2010-02-19T03:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T05:38:38.436-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anthropological  studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Traditional Carnival'/><title type='text'>Midnight Robber Rustler</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S4A6L3hBJ1I/AAAAAAAAGIY/KTZKoA5R1Os/s1600-h/midnight-robber-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 359px; height: 476px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S4A6L3hBJ1I/AAAAAAAAGIY/KTZKoA5R1Os/s400/midnight-robber-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440412325418968914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The Midnight Robber character is based on the Mexican revolution fighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;, here he is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;toting his firearm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and sombrero hat &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Robber speech: "On a breezy morning, like ah king out of hell, I drift across de Savannah to see who dere. Obeah make dem drink, spinning flasks toil grave stone ride only by bus. Ah bamsee  pass meh straight, de horn dem does fight, is Tuesday mask parade. Obeah money rise from ghosts pelt stone at she. Ah tornado coming, ghosts in a panic, money thunder, Tobago higher. Drink, mess wit obeah, candle bright squeaking imps, bottle sins, Rose pelt bottle back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Corbeaux miss treat lion, is jackass moon-walking leprechaun. De Queen know him free, waiting jewels, Christmas time, bite she hand. Trickster Tuesday, monkey pee near tree, bust bottle, cap cut. Drink swift Trinbago monster, blue band next, AIDS limp wine, Tuesday payol  messing wit water glue. Naked, curse, fadas noose, chest game winner, Corbeaux reach, cinema picture perfect, bomb school teacher, class take cover, is obeah licks, teacher cry, run a mock, best village, San Fernando taxi stand crash, is meh first test creeping across dem coaster car brake jam, bamsee empty jam. Buff, patang, screech, lopsided, spinning wheels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chicken nest, cock feet rampage, Ajax roti curry fig. Look money teach monster fadar country, Rainorama hotel cock fight lose. Tuesday masqueraders, pantie bust. Two sinners scratch, bite, pull, till tot tots flop out as dem man wit roti curry saltfish gold cap grin,  spin and wine on ah nudder sinner rump.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5E1u4xMWqI/AAAAAAAAGLg/hbXPShwTPzE/s1600-h/midnight-robber-top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 473px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S5E1u4xMWqI/AAAAAAAAGLg/hbXPShwTPzE/s400/midnight-robber-top.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445192504096610978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bottle heading, swing flying across meh teet. Pang, whatang, jook, look cuff....pencil sharp inside neck, suffer det. Money problem accuse. Robber wicked, fire mouth, shark fin grouper, swallow and emasculate traitors in a land of many. Soca, obeah hand, toejam reap high from dem toe, is many fall dead marching on grave stone road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Potato, carrot, weed pie sweet, jump up sinners, bounce ah Mac truck. Ajax cement flour mix juice, lucky, cancer treat dem well, Old, fat wish, stone hedge coffin, passing La Basse cook, fry rice, chicken pilau soup, oops meh time to reap,water so stink, follow meh to town, bus route wrong, Obeah trickster, Charlotte street roadside pavers candle bright, obeah now rest for dem Tuesday evening mêlée lap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lookout money, dem corrupt singers, tell is I who draw, fire, shoot de King of mas.  Follow, rise beneath Charlotte.  Money wavers, look, is trickster coco payol empty gun, stop meh dead, bring back sweetee, tulum, conchs, shilling price......money rise and send meh back to hell".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-9051877149708747073?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/9051877149708747073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=9051877149708747073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/9051877149708747073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/9051877149708747073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/02/midnight-robber.html' title='Midnight Robber Rustler'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S4A6L3hBJ1I/AAAAAAAAGIY/KTZKoA5R1Os/s72-c/midnight-robber-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-487228520001328953</id><published>2010-02-12T14:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T04:05:00.394-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anthropological  studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Traditional Carnival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Dame Lorraine - Rachel Pringle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S3hYBEikE_I/AAAAAAAAGHI/IXVuLGJSiQE/s1600-h/pringle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 537px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S3hYBEikE_I/AAAAAAAAGHI/IXVuLGJSiQE/s400/pringle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438193325471699954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dame Lorraine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2006/02/rachel-pringle-notorious-barbadian.html"&gt;Rachel Pringle of Barbados&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Barbadian beauty woes, ....men break* in their pants&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;i&gt; She releases her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;merkin&lt;/span&gt; belt, Canadian Newfoundlanders ** arrive at the &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Puerto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;España&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; docks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S3bgaVpWL1I/AAAAAAAAGFw/nqYJ_xzFAew/s1600-h/dame-lorene-offili.jpg" mce_href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S3bgaVpWL1I/AAAAAAAAGFw/nqYJ_xzFAew/s1600-h/dame-lorene-offili.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 351px; height: 511px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S3bgaVpWL1I/AAAAAAAAGFw/nqYJ_xzFAew/s400/dame-lorene-offili.jpg" mce_src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S3bgaVpWL1I/AAAAAAAAGFw/nqYJ_xzFAew/s400/dame-lorene-offili.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The black Marilyn Monroe Lorraine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Rachel:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "If dat tuna fish whore feel because she sleep wit John Focking K feel she have ting on meh, well meh sweet sugar cane juice and vat rum make meh flat land owner nearly give way CANADA for we black molasses whiplash syrup dem Jah make ca make meh so breed in Bajan prime pollock".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S3nCbHVGr3I/AAAAAAAAGHQ/EVYRFPRLrHo/s1600-h/pringle-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 451px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S3nCbHVGr3I/AAAAAAAAGHQ/EVYRFPRLrHo/s400/pringle-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438591796106407794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One of the many portraits of Pringle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Dame Lorraine studies, I had encountered many compounded problems keeping all together the elements of the costume, this was a parody of Rachel Pringle, but the studies look much like Chris Ofilli's portraits. Regardless of the outcome, I need assistance in these types of parodies where I am unable to see correctly, there were details that went  array.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Cum&lt;br /&gt;** Canadian Atlantic cod&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookman.wordpress.com/2008/01/24/577/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-487228520001328953?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/487228520001328953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=487228520001328953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/487228520001328953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/487228520001328953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/02/dame-lorraine-rachel-pringle.html' title='Dame Lorraine - Rachel Pringle'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S3hYBEikE_I/AAAAAAAAGHI/IXVuLGJSiQE/s72-c/pringle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-5860686455647573019</id><published>2010-02-10T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T17:03:36.911-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Cézanne's model</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S3PzhifYKEI/AAAAAAAAGFA/fAvHDAx1nJg/s1600-h/paul-cezanne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 412px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S3PzhifYKEI/AAAAAAAAGFA/fAvHDAx1nJg/s400/paul-cezanne.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436956932685965378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first study of Paul Cézanne which there are flaws, yet I found his disposition as a fiery fighter. Cézanne marked his territory regardless of his friendship with other impressionist painters, he despised Gauguin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S3OTydDj9BI/AAAAAAAAGE4/2e4XxH_e5qk/s1600-h/renoir-cezanne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 412px; height: 319px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S3OTydDj9BI/AAAAAAAAGE4/2e4XxH_e5qk/s400/renoir-cezanne.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436851670168630290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/ba/Paul_C%C3%A9zanne_130.jpg"&gt;After &lt;i&gt;Louis-Auguste Cézanne, Reading&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Renoir23.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and Renoir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'s young girl at the piano &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S3Pz5AZmtjI/AAAAAAAAGFI/rKbuXGKAZtI/s1600-h/Pierre-Auguste-Renior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 407px; height: 523px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S3Pz5AZmtjI/AAAAAAAAGFI/rKbuXGKAZtI/s400/Pierre-Auguste-Renior.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436957335851808306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;In Pierre-Auguste Renior, the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Pierre-Auguste_Renoir,_Le_Moulin_de_la_Galette.jpg"&gt;facial posture &lt;/a&gt;and buttocks  and small of the back was necessary to accentuate the likeness of his (female) nudes, however in this portrait the bust statue out vision. The photograph is over exposed.  The cloth that rests on the chair may be as old of  Renior's paintings. It should be noted that these were long exposures that exceeded 10 seconds. Renoir deemed himself as a private individual, his devotion to beauty is kept in secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S3Q0T1TrWCI/AAAAAAAAGFQ/M2HEmg_wHuU/s1600-h/glare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 370px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S3Q0T1TrWCI/AAAAAAAAGFQ/M2HEmg_wHuU/s400/glare.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437028165474801698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paying attention to the tilt of the hat and the subject's glare at the painter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-5860686455647573019?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5860686455647573019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=5860686455647573019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5860686455647573019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5860686455647573019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/02/cezannes-model.html' title='Cézanne&apos;s model'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S3PzhifYKEI/AAAAAAAAGFA/fAvHDAx1nJg/s72-c/paul-cezanne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-4326111867301241354</id><published>2010-02-07T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T16:29:38.101-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Hirst sets a world indoor record at Tate's turbine hall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S3SVebIPQSI/AAAAAAAAGFY/5uhjDkLCX2E/s1600-h/end.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 460px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S3SVebIPQSI/AAAAAAAAGFY/5uhjDkLCX2E/s400/end.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437135000053956898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bring out the beast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 374px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2-lSLjDynI/AAAAAAAAGEI/0Mgo7e6LHas/s400/cow-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435745007015545458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damian confronts his morality  at 32 km/h* leaving a trail of horse manure to  fill the crack** at Tate Modern's turbine hall &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bull: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Lets get it straight , which deity you've got to worship?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S3HoEK_fKBI/AAAAAAAAGEo/Ez5YD7bSSXg/s1600-h/cow-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 532px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S3HoEK_fKBI/AAAAAAAAGEo/Ez5YD7bSSXg/s400/cow-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436381383580657682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hirst: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Mother of Gold, Sister of Money...you Messiah!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S3Ho-zscmmI/AAAAAAAAGEw/hAfaMNIG8nI/s1600-h/cow-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 678px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S3Ho-zscmmI/AAAAAAAAGEw/hAfaMNIG8nI/s400/cow-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436382390939064930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cow:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; " My milk feeds your children, how dare you denigrate my body"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/head-of-hirst.jpg" mce_href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/head-of-hirst.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 341px; height: 222px;" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-5330" title="head-of-hirst" src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/head-of-hirst.jpg" mce_src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/head-of-hirst.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still-life, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Head Hunter" after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.artnet.com/artwork/424828505/792/paul-cezanne-study-of-heads-paul-cezanne-jr-and-a-child.html" mce_href="http://www.artnet.com/artwork/424828505/792/paul-cezanne-study-of-heads-paul-cezanne-jr-and-a-child.html"&gt;Paul Cézanne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* Speed based on the Tiger shark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;** The installation, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.tate.org.uk/modern/exhibitions/dorissalcedo/default.shtm"&gt;Shibboleth at the Tate gallery in London, England&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;See the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-god-man.html"&gt;feinin of Hirst&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-god-man.html"&gt;'s &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;spin paintings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://z.about.com/d/arthistory/1/0/h/e/broad_inaugural_05.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-4326111867301241354?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/4326111867301241354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=4326111867301241354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/4326111867301241354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/4326111867301241354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/02/hirst-set-world-record-at-tates-turbine.html' title='Hirst sets a world indoor record at Tate&apos;s turbine hall'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S3SVebIPQSI/AAAAAAAAGFY/5uhjDkLCX2E/s72-c/end.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-8113101952893296081</id><published>2010-02-06T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T16:57:55.463-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Dead Torreador</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S23rFHoKHxI/AAAAAAAAGDw/lxDypjI4HXY/s1600-h/manet-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 565px; height: 378px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S23rFHoKHxI/AAAAAAAAGDw/lxDypjI4HXY/s400/manet-12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435258798485413650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After &lt;a href="http://www.moma.org/interactives/exhibitions/2006/Manet/detail_deadtoreador.htm"&gt;Dead Torreador &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the few troubled feinins on the subject of Édouard &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Manet, this study completes his wish, he knew never reap what one had not sewn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S23rb4OYy9I/AAAAAAAAGD4/Jqpm69UoGH0/s1600-h/manet-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 561px; height: 403px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S23rb4OYy9I/AAAAAAAAGD4/Jqpm69UoGH0/s400/manet-11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435259189487782866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An act of defiance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-8113101952893296081?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/8113101952893296081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=8113101952893296081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8113101952893296081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8113101952893296081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/02/dead-torreador-unfinished-manet.html' title='Dead Torreador'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S23rFHoKHxI/AAAAAAAAGDw/lxDypjI4HXY/s72-c/manet-12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-2086866450274641812</id><published>2010-02-05T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T06:57:43.063-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>"Money you cunt" - Manet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2xb22DjixI/AAAAAAAAGDI/RBgKgzbcEts/s1600-h/manet-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2xb22DjixI/AAAAAAAAGDI/RBgKgzbcEts/s400/manet-7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434819848110836498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remembrance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2xce54vgsI/AAAAAAAAGDQ/9QJwtws_cmM/s1600-h/waste.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 412px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2xce54vgsI/AAAAAAAAGDQ/9QJwtws_cmM/s400/waste.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434820536333992642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Skull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am stumped whether I can explain it, it resists, yet, "Money" is at the center and with the more elaborate sets which Manet's paintings are referred to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S20FT5Ef1YI/AAAAAAAAGDg/OSFZdhVPErY/s1600-h/manet-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 414px; height: 514px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S20FT5Ef1YI/AAAAAAAAGDg/OSFZdhVPErY/s400/manet-10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435006164601394562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Virgin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Le Suicidé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Le Buveur d'absinthe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; it was important to give an incandescent (candle) ambiance to the room, the mirror and his reflection was also necessary in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Bar Folies Bergere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.  I also paid attention to the garment with the portrait, these trousers are actually my mother's pants with I packed my underwear to lift and give the illusion of it bellowing effect&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S21vxk9-VzI/AAAAAAAAGDo/ENIjVv2dHdY/s1600-h/cloth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S21vxk9-VzI/AAAAAAAAGDo/ENIjVv2dHdY/s400/cloth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435123222833944370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bolt of cretonne &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The floor for an example was simply laying a bolt of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;cretonne &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;cloth on the ground. The blood stain handkerchief is notorious in its meaning, for Manet remembers, " Money" caused his dying fate. Alone, money, sex, caused his lament, I have lampooned it precisely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is risk, it matters to no one, Schiller asked, "I dance with many martyrs, alone he sings me praise"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-2086866450274641812?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/2086866450274641812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=2086866450274641812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/2086866450274641812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/2086866450274641812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/02/money-you-cunt-manet.html' title='&quot;Money you cunt&quot; - Manet'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2xb22DjixI/AAAAAAAAGDI/RBgKgzbcEts/s72-c/manet-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-8745292747072723849</id><published>2010-02-05T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T10:35:06.089-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Manet's superstition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2xVGnUW1uI/AAAAAAAAGDA/kDx8uIjeT3I/s1600-h/manet-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 493px; height: 335px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2xVGnUW1uI/AAAAAAAAGDA/kDx8uIjeT3I/s400/manet-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434812422451287778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Mademoiselle your petals are outrageous" after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/6/6a/Manet%2C_Edouard_-_Olympia%2C_1863.jpg"&gt;Olympia &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-8745292747072723849?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/8745292747072723849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=8745292747072723849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8745292747072723849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8745292747072723849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/02/manets-superstition.html' title='Manet&apos;s superstition'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2xVGnUW1uI/AAAAAAAAGDA/kDx8uIjeT3I/s72-c/manet-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-7627395565951322683</id><published>2010-02-05T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T06:12:33.010-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>Édouard Manet's loneliness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2wkVWGgmTI/AAAAAAAAGCw/ohwSrFS5LEE/s1600-h/manet-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 415px; height: 574px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2wkVWGgmTI/AAAAAAAAGCw/ohwSrFS5LEE/s400/manet-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434758799458081074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/9/96/Edouard_Manet_001.jpg"&gt; "Le Buveur d'absinthe" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2wlPN6A8DI/AAAAAAAAGC4/epcJ6h9nMN8/s1600-h/manet-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 413px; height: 297px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2wlPN6A8DI/AAAAAAAAGC4/epcJ6h9nMN8/s400/manet-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434759793690603570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/9/96/Edouard_Manet_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.getty.edu/art/exhibitions/manet_bar/manet_bar_det.html"&gt;Bar Folies Bergere&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;More falures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-7627395565951322683?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/7627395565951322683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=7627395565951322683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/7627395565951322683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/7627395565951322683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/02/edouard-manets-loneliness.html' title='Édouard Manet&apos;s loneliness'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2wkVWGgmTI/AAAAAAAAGCw/ohwSrFS5LEE/s72-c/manet-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-7224584001129807078</id><published>2010-02-05T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T06:13:43.216-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>Édouard Manet' love note</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2vXC9UM-2I/AAAAAAAAGCg/mGv-PEaOikA/s1600-h/manet-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 419px; height: 665px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2vXC9UM-2I/AAAAAAAAGCg/mGv-PEaOikA/s400/manet-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434673821171645282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/pload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/c/c4/Edouard_Manet_059.jpg"&gt;Manet's suicide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2vXrz2J4kI/AAAAAAAAGCo/-zQ71SqBbvE/s1600-h/manet-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2vXrz2J4kI/AAAAAAAAGCo/-zQ71SqBbvE/s400/manet-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434674523004330562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-7224584001129807078?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/7224584001129807078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=7224584001129807078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/7224584001129807078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/7224584001129807078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/02/edouard-manet-love-note.html' title='Édouard Manet&apos; love note'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2vXC9UM-2I/AAAAAAAAGCg/mGv-PEaOikA/s72-c/manet-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-6139047952488141028</id><published>2010-02-03T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T07:59:03.399-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>The End of an Era -  Kiefer or Ofilli</title><content type='html'>At the opening of Damien Hirst's exhibition, a child looked at the cow's head and screeched, &lt;i&gt;"It talks"... The Cow's face expressed it as well, "No", the boy said, "you're not too happy about Damien after mooing to him that you believe in Hinduism. Why did you not moo more that you were the reincarnated original tiger shark, his prized nicknamed "Daisy"  # 1, he might have giving you a break". &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2oUbxAYbxI/AAAAAAAAGBg/PiyGWqIaD0s/s1600-h/Aperiatur-Terra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 445px; height: 328px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2oUbxAYbxI/AAAAAAAAGBg/PiyGWqIaD0s/s400/Aperiatur-Terra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434178367619886866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.artgallery.nsw.gov.au/media/archives_2007/kiefer"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Aperiatur&lt;/span&gt; Terr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.artgallery.nsw.gov.au/media/archives_2007/kiefer"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; by Kiefer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2oUlZJiGFI/AAAAAAAAGBo/SWLkv9lr7Ts/s1600-h/dead-man-walk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 444px; height: 353px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2oUlZJiGFI/AAAAAAAAGBo/SWLkv9lr7Ts/s400/dead-man-walk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434178533014509650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dead man walking after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/11/christian-who-he-feel-he.html"&gt;Ofilli&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2oU67pJRKI/AAAAAAAAGBw/S4qrkOlCPP4/s1600-h/banana-wings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 444px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2oU67pJRKI/AAAAAAAAGBw/S4qrkOlCPP4/s400/banana-wings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434178903051158690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Banana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; boat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2ocWCPc-rI/AAAAAAAAGCA/lvpYcMDhols/s1600-h/runing-no-where.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 438px; height: 375px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2ocWCPc-rI/AAAAAAAAGCA/lvpYcMDhols/s400/runing-no-where.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434187065260309170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Man running no where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The child looked and then he wondered? "Why did Hirst  do Hirst? Why not koons' aquarium tank with one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rectangle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cut synthetic diamond."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-6139047952488141028?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/6139047952488141028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=6139047952488141028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/6139047952488141028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/6139047952488141028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/02/end-of-era-kiefer-or-ofilli.html' title='The End of an Era -  Kiefer or Ofilli'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2oUbxAYbxI/AAAAAAAAGBg/PiyGWqIaD0s/s72-c/Aperiatur-Terra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-8647434361588145473</id><published>2010-02-03T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T03:18:20.528-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>Oscar Claude Monet's Camille</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2nlbiq-zQI/AAAAAAAAGA4/26ufEOraVbQ/s1600-h/MONET-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2nlbiq-zQI/AAAAAAAAGA4/26ufEOraVbQ/s400/MONET-1.jpg" alt="" width="472" border="0" height="327" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="main"&gt;   &lt;div class="snap_preview"&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Camille after Monet&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2oyGz40SqI/AAAAAAAAGCI/BqYthKmnL5s/s1600-h/monet-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 432px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2oyGz40SqI/AAAAAAAAGCI/BqYthKmnL5s/s400/monet-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434210992965044898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Reading to her", A detail from another perspective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2nmZtteqRI/AAAAAAAAGBA/C0NOJTOhQAU/s1600-h/grieving-wife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2nmZtteqRI/AAAAAAAAGBA/C0NOJTOhQAU/s400/grieving-wife.jpg" alt="" width="322" border="0" height="459" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Self portrait&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2oyplKejBI/AAAAAAAAGCY/yKuy1Oh5w1c/s1600-h/monet-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 438px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2oyplKejBI/AAAAAAAAGCY/yKuy1Oh5w1c/s400/monet-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434211590308006930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"One day you left"...It all makes sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A reader asked, “If possible, would love to see you make some photos done in the style of the painter Claude Monet. Preferably closer to his stuff circa. 1917-1926″&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I encountered many problems with this study, it left me puzzled until I realized……..The umbrella was destroyed, I misplaced one side of two pairs of shoes. I found Monet to be at quiet man, but not at peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-8647434361588145473?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/8647434361588145473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=8647434361588145473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8647434361588145473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8647434361588145473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/02/oscar-claude-monets-camille.html' title='Oscar Claude Monet&apos;s Camille'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2nlbiq-zQI/AAAAAAAAGA4/26ufEOraVbQ/s72-c/MONET-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-798823961899687732</id><published>2010-02-01T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T18:09:45.565-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Peggy Guggenheim's  pavillion at La Biennale di Venezia MMX</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2hh_o5GwWI/AAAAAAAAGAo/4L0kOki6omY/s1600-h/Peggy-Guggenheim-gum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 392px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2hh_o5GwWI/AAAAAAAAGAo/4L0kOki6omY/s400/Peggy-Guggenheim-gum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433700696359092578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Peppermint &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wrigley sculpture at the entrance to the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guggenheim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2hVzgGNbdI/AAAAAAAAGAY/3lD3Sj6i-NU/s1600-h/Peggy-Guggenheim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 542px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2hVzgGNbdI/AAAAAAAAGAY/3lD3Sj6i-NU/s400/Peggy-Guggenheim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433687293700173266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ghost, who lifted a piece of my chewing gum after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Barry_Flanagan_%281941-2009%29_-_H%27om,_white_marble,_2001,_Peggy_Guggenheim_Collection.JPG"&gt;Barry Flanagan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2h05CgR85I/AAAAAAAAGAw/L8JQ2NKL59w/s1600-h/H%27om.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 525px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2h05CgR85I/AAAAAAAAGAw/L8JQ2NKL59w/s400/H%27om.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433721473696134034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  posthumous exhibition of Peggy Guggenheim's favorite work at the Pavilion La Biennale di Venezia MMX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are many misconceptions over heiress Peggy Guggenheim, in the study, I put myself in a straight jacket as If she suffered from madness, indeed she was, yet her persona was not what it was presented to be, beneath, she loyalty to her collection was kept under her nose. The spectacle are just sun glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-798823961899687732?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/798823961899687732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=798823961899687732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/798823961899687732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/798823961899687732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/02/peggy-guggenheims-pavillion-at-la.html' title='Peggy Guggenheim&apos;s  pavillion at La Biennale di Venezia MMX'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2hh_o5GwWI/AAAAAAAAGAo/4L0kOki6omY/s72-c/Peggy-Guggenheim-gum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-7431629459415360787</id><published>2010-02-01T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T14:41:55.219-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Do-Ho Suh - Memorial art</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why this failed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2cbH9qxTsI/AAAAAAAAF_4/zCegd5PLNsI/s1600-h/study-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 465px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2cbH9qxTsI/AAAAAAAAF_4/zCegd5PLNsI/s400/study-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433341299072782018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study 1 Armored coat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2cbb4MvHnI/AAAAAAAAGAA/3oIsfDv-MIE/s1600-h/study-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 467px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2cbb4MvHnI/AAAAAAAAGAA/3oIsfDv-MIE/s400/study-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433341641202015858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study 2 Chicken wire, glass, pebble stones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2ccHMjzt6I/AAAAAAAAGAI/WiRuRI9VfN0/s1600-h/study-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 315px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2ccHMjzt6I/AAAAAAAAGAI/WiRuRI9VfN0/s400/study-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433342385401870242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Study 3 Weave-mat, chicken wire, pebble stones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/art21/artists/suh/index.html" mce_href="http://www.pbs.org/art21/artists/suh/index.html"&gt;Do-Ho Suh&lt;/a&gt;'s installation pieces are about war, remembrance, oppression and colliding ideologies produced in a sophisticated manner, if he be. These are art memorials. &lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/art21/artists/suh/index.html" mce_href="http://www.pbs.org/art21/artists/suh/index.html"&gt;Do-Ho Suh&lt;/a&gt; installations are an combination of large medium or small toy action figures, yet they seem too literal in it's meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2dOFSx-ZZI/AAAAAAAAGAQ/WMCU39LgyAE/s1600-h/bathroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 460px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2dOFSx-ZZI/AAAAAAAAGAQ/WMCU39LgyAE/s400/bathroom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433397328293553554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cultural paradox after &lt;a href="http://dbeve.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/artwork_images_651_87230_do-ho-suh.jpg"&gt;seoul home&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In western culture, this is not a toilet, but a bidet&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Isn't art appreciation wonderful"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please add any kind of  facade, obelisk or make-shift room primarily a kitchen, bedroom or toilet or as with Do-Ho Suh's, &lt;a href="http://exhibitioninquisition.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/do-ho-suh-fallen-star-1sq.jpg"&gt;two buildings&lt;/a&gt; colliding to the &lt;a mce_href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/12/sarah-lucas-in-two-studies.html" href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/12/sarah-lucas-in-two-studies.html"&gt;list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-7431629459415360787?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/7431629459415360787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=7431629459415360787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/7431629459415360787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/7431629459415360787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/02/do-ho-suh-memorial-art.html' title='Do-Ho Suh - Memorial art'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2cbH9qxTsI/AAAAAAAAF_4/zCegd5PLNsI/s72-c/study-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-3280720147264934701</id><published>2010-01-29T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T09:35:36.115-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>Kiki Smith by Feinin</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Tying up some loose ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2Rx0WeUD9I/AAAAAAAAF-o/Dye6X9G1xuw/s1600-h/kiki-smith-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 376px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2Rx0WeUD9I/AAAAAAAAF-o/Dye6X9G1xuw/s400/kiki-smith-8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432592194715520978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.walkerart.org/visualarts/files/2006/02/carrier1.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After Kourai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2Rx7McMfjI/AAAAAAAAF-w/OWtmh8JoHv8/s1600-h/kiki-smith-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 365px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2Rx7McMfjI/AAAAAAAAF-w/OWtmh8JoHv8/s400/kiki-smith-6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432592312281366066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/art21/slideshow/popup.php?slide=254"&gt;After Lying with the Wolf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2RzbZ5nwDI/AAAAAAAAF_A/Wrzny4MninY/s1600-h/kiki-smith-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2RzbZ5nwDI/AAAAAAAAF_A/Wrzny4MninY/s400/kiki-smith-9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432593965161889842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2RzbZ5nwDI/AAAAAAAAF_A/Wrzny4MninY/s1600-h/kiki-smith-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kellysalerno.com/art21/images/image08.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;After Rapture&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0pt;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2RyVBLxaRI/AAAAAAAAF-4/OY195s2Agd0/s1600-h/kiki-smith-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 331px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2RyVBLxaRI/AAAAAAAAF-4/OY195s2Agd0/s400/kiki-smith-7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432592755936291090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chained after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.blogger.com/www.mcah.columbia.edu/fa/images/large/kc_femart_smith_k_1.jpg"&gt;Tale &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;by Kiki smith, a sculpture depicting a naked women with a trail of excrement expelled from her anus, it is abhorrent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artnet.com/Magazine/FEATURES/kuspit/kuspit6-10-17.asp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am not sure I understand Kiki Smith’s work, but I do realize  that she has an obsession with wolves, be it dead or alive. Underneath though, her work has a pagan ritual.   In the second parody, &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artknowledgenews.com/files2009dic/Kiki-Smith-Messenger-I.jpg"&gt;Messenger &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;where a number of gold leaf strips are tied together and suspended from the ceiling, she includes a bird which is perched in flight as part of the installation. As simple as it was, my structure collapsed and fell apart regardless of how I tried to secure bars together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also refused to put it up in the gallery space as it gave the  same type of energy as with Tom Fredmans' parodies.  At one point I would have collected all the bars and  arranged them in a bond fire to be burnt. So I decided an alternative, a bird feeder.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/kiki-smith-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-5220" title="kiki-smith-2" src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/kiki-smith-2.jpg?w=394&amp;amp;h=272" alt="" width="394" height="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;After the &lt;a href="http://www.artknowledgenews.com/files2009dic/Kiki-Smith-Messenger-I.jpg"&gt;Messenger &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, it’s real after keeping still for some time, the birds got use to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/kiki-smith-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-5223" title="kiki-smith-3" src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/kiki-smith-3.jpg?w=397&amp;amp;h=607" alt="" width="397" height="607" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huma3.com/repository/reviews/SMITH_HANGING%20WOMAN-1.jpg"&gt;After Hanging Woman &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This installation of a woman being hung brought back memories of the work by &lt;a href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/mike-kelleys-frankenstein.html"&gt;Mike Kelley&lt;/a&gt; but it was not as ominous. Although I had great difficulty keeping the upper part in place, the strains of thread also give hell. What does this all mean? Wiccan.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huma3.com/repository/reviews/SMITH_HANGING%20WOMAN-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/wicca-prayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-5224" title="Wicca-prayer" src="http://thebookman.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/wicca-prayer.jpg?w=406&amp;amp;h=562" alt="" width="406" height="562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Burnt on a Friday, full moon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-3280720147264934701?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/3280720147264934701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=3280720147264934701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/3280720147264934701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/3280720147264934701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/kiki-smith-by-feinin.html' title='Kiki Smith by Feinin'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2Rx0WeUD9I/AAAAAAAAF-o/Dye6X9G1xuw/s72-c/kiki-smith-8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-8537230588590885736</id><published>2010-01-27T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T13:57:58.224-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>Till the Fat lady sings - Feinin's mission is over</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S10PtsFAA1I/AAAAAAAAF9I/YZfqlkzOmAY/s1600-h/feinin-ends-series.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 516px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S10PtsFAA1I/AAAAAAAAF9I/YZfqlkzOmAY/s400/feinin-ends-series.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430514003279348562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crown and Cod piece &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over Eighty parodies of contemporary artists by constructing and assembling a replica of the actual work completed every 24 hours with no assistance or money spent with materials found from my personal possession. I think that's a Guinness World Record...if so noted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorites were &lt;a href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-god-man.html"&gt;Damien Hirst&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/11/mariko-mori-enlightenment-capsule-by.html"&gt;Mariko Mori&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/11/jeff-koons-lost-puppy-by-feinin.html"&gt;Jeff Koons&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/12/master-chris-tar-far-cosy-ay-tearorist.html"&gt;Master Chris tar far  Cosy ay  Tearorist Righ tar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and&lt;a href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/12/julian-schnabel-with-basquiat-and-bono.html"&gt; Bono &lt;/a&gt;parodies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post hentry"&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" name="4378909882122734235"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Other studies I considered as art such as the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/07/god-says-magnificat-last-supper.html"&gt;Last Supper &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/11/man-in-polyester-suit-series-1.html"&gt;Robert Mapplethorpe&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and the pharaoh and the Gulliver series&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-8537230588590885736?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/8537230588590885736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=8537230588590885736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8537230588590885736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8537230588590885736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/till-fat-lady-sings-feinin.html' title='Till the Fat lady sings - Feinin&apos;s mission is over'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S10PtsFAA1I/AAAAAAAAF9I/YZfqlkzOmAY/s72-c/feinin-ends-series.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-6321412329188085307</id><published>2010-01-27T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T12:16:12.404-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Ann Hamilton's Muffin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2Xc-AR_wlI/AAAAAAAAF_w/e6sug3WhbOw/s1600-h/Ann-Hamilton-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 581px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2Xc-AR_wlI/AAAAAAAAF_w/e6sug3WhbOw/s400/Ann-Hamilton-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432991483277853266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ann Hamilton's  nose after her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QLrSfYOeJvg/SU1A8wNrW0I/AAAAAAAAAW8/g9x5d9H8kQU/s320/ann+hamilton.jpg"&gt; portrait &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2XM8SSZx2I/AAAAAAAAF_Y/_mcmcmsvV_0/s1600-h/Ann-Hamilton-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 526px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2XM8SSZx2I/AAAAAAAAF_Y/_mcmcmsvV_0/s400/Ann-Hamilton-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432973861565613922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After (body object series) #5-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.pbs.org/art21/artists/hamilton/card1.html"&gt;bushhead and Malediction &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;During her performance, she could not take it, drawn to her freshly baked muffin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2XNoHE6vxI/AAAAAAAAF_g/rdMMfpinfd8/s1600-h/Ann-Hamilton-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2XNoHE6vxI/AAAAAAAAF_g/rdMMfpinfd8/s400/Ann-Hamilton-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432974614470508306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ann's muffin* addiction, raspberry with walnuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and lightly dusted with sugar icing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Ann Hamilton, I like her mechanical paper device in &lt;a href="http://www.massmoca.org/event_details.php?id=42"&gt;Corpus&lt;/a&gt;, it reminds me of the World Trade Center collapse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;* Bear in mind, muffin has another connotation....Bite the bullet my child&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-6321412329188085307?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/6321412329188085307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=6321412329188085307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/6321412329188085307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/6321412329188085307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/ann-hamilton-keen-sense.html' title='Ann Hamilton&apos;s Muffin'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2Xc-AR_wlI/AAAAAAAAF_w/e6sug3WhbOw/s72-c/Ann-Hamilton-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-5919148724743840380</id><published>2010-01-26T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T08:16:50.838-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>YoYoCo Oh No at  The Metropol Itan Museum of Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Actor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2CRqb9ERJI/AAAAAAAAF-I/9Y9x-idGnqs/s1600-h/yoko-Oh-no.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 433px; height: 560px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2CRqb9ERJI/AAAAAAAAF-I/9Y9x-idGnqs/s400/yoko-Oh-no.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431501308853240978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;YoYoCo Oh No at the The Metropol Itan  &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/8478347.stm"&gt;after the incident at the The Metropolitan Museum of Art&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A significant masterwork was ripped apart after YoYoCo Oh No attending an art class at the Metropol Iton. Ms. Oh No slipped on a dollar note and lost her footing, falling into the Pablo Picasso’s 1904, “The Actor” painting. Someone screamed, &lt;em&gt;“YoYoCo is this your cut me a piece of you performance?&lt;/em&gt;“, as the guest celebrity was demonstrating traditional &lt;em&gt;Chinese &lt;/em&gt;origami to an art class how to make a circle from one sheet of paper. The dollar that cause her to slip is in dispute. Who left it there? Does Ms. YoYoCo Oh No's thrift coat need mending? Will the Metropol Itan restoration specialist offer to darn it?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The painting behind the  Metropol Itan guest instantly was slashed like a boxing day sale  with 40 % off its value of $ 130  million dollars. A stock market crash evaporating millions  at the hands of a former performance artist with her &lt;i&gt;Damien&lt;/i&gt; diamond tip surgical scissors worth exactly the same. YoYoCo Oh On chucked in lyric,&lt;i&gt; " &lt;/i&gt;♫ &lt;i&gt;What's wrong with a small tear, don't you know the painting ts now worth triple in value  and there will have fools like myself grokking all over the canvas trying to see how well the &lt;i&gt; Metropol Itan&lt;/i&gt; mended it when next it is hung flat on the ceiling&lt;/i&gt; ♫".  Authorities quickly seduced her at once and took her below. There, she was thrown into a mob of slam-dance artists and song writers, penance  to teach them not to follow in her footsteps.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2JhkD0ZP1I/AAAAAAAAF-Y/-y3pH2eTKUg/s1600-h/hirst-scissors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2JhkD0ZP1I/AAAAAAAAF-Y/-y3pH2eTKUg/s400/hirst-scissors.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The diamond studded platinum surgical pair of shears and dollar bill taken as evidence. Authorities have induced that the momentum of the 50 pound weight caused the 23.6 inch gash as Ms. YoYoCo Oh No lunged back onto Picasso's "The Actor" right at his ulnar nerve, now the most priceless work of Art in America and due to Ms.Oh No's incapacity of using the Hirst diamond shears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2CTr9U1YdI/AAAAAAAAF-Q/YSCTFPdOVCk/s1600-h/yoko-soul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 525px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2CTr9U1YdI/AAAAAAAAF-Q/YSCTFPdOVCk/s400/yoko-soul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431503534014423506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sorry John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here is a self portrait, so daunting and so prophetical in its meaning. A &lt;span&gt;feinin &lt;/span&gt;I didn't expect of a young singer who dreamed the impossible and triumphed over a disability. A writer who transformed the music world, lifted the hearts of many through his words, softy reminding how wonderful, how truly superb, life, living, God, sex...In this work, I saw myself in reflection, as a man in eternal grief, proud, troubled and statuesque.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-5919148724743840380?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5919148724743840380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=5919148724743840380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5919148724743840380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5919148724743840380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/yoko-oh-no-at-the-metropol-itan-museum.html' title='YoYoCo Oh No at  The Metropol Itan Museum of Art'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S2CRqb9ERJI/AAAAAAAAF-I/9Y9x-idGnqs/s72-c/yoko-Oh-no.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-8747907603644736152</id><published>2010-01-24T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T14:42:11.302-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>A question in Art History - Who am I parodying?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1xu5hC3neI/AAAAAAAAF8o/DyjjumAo9us/s1600-h/jeff-wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 339px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1xu5hC3neI/AAAAAAAAF8o/DyjjumAo9us/s400/jeff-wall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430337185103977954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;After &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.artic.edu/aic/exhibitions/exhibition/wall" mce_href="http://www.artic.edu/aic/exhibitions/exhibition/wall"&gt;Milk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff Wall is known for his large color back lit colour transparencies.&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-8747907603644736152?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/8747907603644736152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=8747907603644736152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8747907603644736152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8747907603644736152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/question-in-art-history-who-am-i.html' title='A question in Art History - Who am I parodying?'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1xu5hC3neI/AAAAAAAAF8o/DyjjumAo9us/s72-c/jeff-wall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-5726337181922158631</id><published>2010-01-23T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T02:37:02.519-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Mona Hatoum's bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The most stupid parody &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1yxV7mXEnI/AAAAAAAAF8w/IWXuNMtKda8/s1600-h/Mona-Hatoum%27s-hospital.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 459px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1yxV7mXEnI/AAAAAAAAF8w/IWXuNMtKda8/s400/Mona-Hatoum%27s-hospital.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430410241035932274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These springs feel like barbwire after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6SwwxxSQOqY/SntGDqlTLeI/AAAAAAAACLc/d-fh2NZ8bV8/s1600-h/Mona+Hatoum,+Interior+Landscape,+2008.jpg"&gt;Mona Hatoum &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I experienced a measured amount of anger with this installation. I also was particular that the floor was swept and the bed post and bars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;relatively  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;clean. In assembling the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;colanders, the entire process seemed vindictive. Who would think of making such a sculpture so hazardous that it could maim someone as it did, pricking me.  Overall Mona Hatoum's installations are of oppression, confinement and of excess baggage, I find them superficial and just duplicates, yet with this work there was a stilling to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S11zhSAxaFI/AAAAAAAAF9Y/4fpDrLKD7w8/s1600-h/Mona-Hatoum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 466px; height: 313px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S11zhSAxaFI/AAAAAAAAF9Y/4fpDrLKD7w8/s400/Mona-Hatoum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430623741286639698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;The suicide terrorist after&lt;a href="http://www.massmoca.org/event_details.php?id=56"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.massmoca.org/event_details.php?id=56"&gt;Mona Hatoum's colander &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-5726337181922158631?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5726337181922158631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=5726337181922158631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5726337181922158631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5726337181922158631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/mona-hatoums-bed.html' title='Mona Hatoum&apos;s bed'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1yxV7mXEnI/AAAAAAAAF8w/IWXuNMtKda8/s72-c/Mona-Hatoum%27s-hospital.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-825181705453782246</id><published>2010-01-23T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T07:22:55.805-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Ai Wei Wei's self portrait by feinin</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S14vI-XdVPI/AAAAAAAAF9o/T7ygStS1360/s1600-h/Ai-Wei-Wei-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 539px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S14vI-XdVPI/AAAAAAAAF9o/T7ygStS1360/s400/Ai-Wei-Wei-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430830031882245362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;div style="" class="meta"&gt;       &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After Ai Wei Wei's self portrait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai Wei Wei is not a slender man, from the portrait, it took great effort for him to lift his hefty body into the air. His portrait has a particular meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="main"&gt;&lt;div class="snap_preview"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-825181705453782246?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/825181705453782246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=825181705453782246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/825181705453782246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/825181705453782246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/ai-wei-weiloves-coke.html' title='Ai Wei Wei&apos;s self portrait by feinin'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S14vI-XdVPI/AAAAAAAAF9o/T7ygStS1360/s72-c/Ai-Wei-Wei-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-4065520418939116756</id><published>2010-01-23T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T16:06:06.660-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Wangechi Mutu’s perched throne</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S13jk5XIdyI/AAAAAAAAF9g/4JS1Tc_OOBM/s1600-h/throne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 414px; height: 553px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S13jk5XIdyI/AAAAAAAAF9g/4JS1Tc_OOBM/s400/throne.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430746948691326754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mutu creates an evocative curtained environment, scattered throughout with &lt;a href="http://mywretchedconsciousness.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/wangechi-mutu-vogue.jpg"&gt;Mutu’s ‘Thrones’&lt;/a&gt;, simple wooden chairs perched on elongated legs, suggesting a hush arbor, or so-called safe haven – &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://performa-arts.org/blog/wangechi-mutu/"&gt;Performa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S14xxSNvmJI/AAAAAAAAF9w/t9ET0Uw61fU/s1600-h/Wangechi-Mutu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 411px; height: 548px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S14xxSNvmJI/AAAAAAAAF9w/t9ET0Uw61fU/s400/Wangechi-Mutu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430832923428231314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="main"&gt;&lt;div class="snap_preview"&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feinin's precarious dance under a latrine. Mutu’s works with collages, her work closely resembles Chris Offili&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What is an contemporary installation without this device called a chair, stool or table  hung from stilts, hung from poles, wire, hung upside down, broken in two, twisted, placed in a circle, at a corner, what have you, but most likely an antique. I don’t think I’ve seen this type of throne used before, am I the first?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-4065520418939116756?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/4065520418939116756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=4065520418939116756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/4065520418939116756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/4065520418939116756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/wangechi-mutus-perched-throne.html' title='Wangechi Mutu’s perched throne'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S13jk5XIdyI/AAAAAAAAF9g/4JS1Tc_OOBM/s72-c/throne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-6013300067321908407</id><published>2010-01-22T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T02:24:46.510-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Nan Goldin's abusive boyfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1oV40DoL-I/AAAAAAAAF7g/WpaGQNu0XwY/s1600-h/Nan-Goldin-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 360px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1oV40DoL-I/AAAAAAAAF7g/WpaGQNu0XwY/s400/Nan-Goldin-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429676366539272162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" What you need is a good slap Brian", after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.artnet.com/artwork/426026384/423794977/nan-goldin-nan-and-brian-in-bed-nyc.html"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Nan and Brian in bed, NYC &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Perhaps one of the two most famous photographs by Nan Goldin. The other is a self portrait of her black eye from "Brian"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Her work is based on relationships mostly underground of transsexuals,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; love, lost and acts of narcissism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Among Goldin's greatest strengths is her use of color as a catalyst for amplifying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the emotional tenor of the moment. In one of her better-known images, Nan and Brian &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in Bed, NYC, 1983, the scene is suffused with a crepuscular orange glow that palpably captures the lugubrious mood of a dying relationship". - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.artnet.com/Magazine/features/fineman/fineman12-12-96.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the nan goldin story by Mia Fineman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1ov6yapszI/AAAAAAAAF7w/xPPD2tAjbOU/s1600-h/Nan-Goldin5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 447px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1ov6yapszI/AAAAAAAAF7w/xPPD2tAjbOU/s400/Nan-Goldin5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429704987761029938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;After &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.ouruse.org/journal/?p=123"&gt;Breakfast in bed in Venice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-6013300067321908407?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/6013300067321908407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=6013300067321908407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/6013300067321908407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/6013300067321908407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/nan-goldins-abusive-boyfriend.html' title='Nan Goldin&apos;s abusive boyfriend'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1oV40DoL-I/AAAAAAAAF7g/WpaGQNu0XwY/s72-c/Nan-Goldin-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-4135446104474824452</id><published>2010-01-22T02:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T13:59:36.875-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Jason Rhoades' chocolate cherry feinin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1j7vTlKYsI/AAAAAAAAF6w/XfhmMcoJf7U/s1600-h/donut-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 344px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1j7vTlKYsI/AAAAAAAAF6w/XfhmMcoJf7U/s400/donut-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429366140923699906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Strawberry glaze with sprinkles over a cinnamon doughnut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1kDpKnJyYI/AAAAAAAAF7A/0-GeJwRCszg/s1600-h/doughnut-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1kDpKnJyYI/AAAAAAAAF7A/0-GeJwRCszg/s400/doughnut-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429374831529937282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Fudge chocolate over strawberry glaze on a vanilla doughnut lightly sprinkled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;after Jason &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lIyrYoMflk/SmSm8LtsiII/AAAAAAAAAgM/mlyLJedAk_4/s1600-h/Rhoades+Jason1999+w+McCarthy+Choc+Donut.jpeg"&gt;Rhoades, Donut Installation, ca 2001&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I very much like the installation work of Jason Rhoade, his neon signage hangings makes you wonder what a poontang doughnut muncher he was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jason Rhoade is a closeted Evis Wilberforce Clayborne Humphries (technically a self taught interior designer)who is married to  Patsy Stone, his adviser, daughter to Mrs. Betty Slocombe and Mr. James Dick Lucas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In memory of &lt;a href="http://www.davidzwirner.com/artists/5/"&gt;Jason Rhoades&lt;/a&gt; 1965-2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homage to Black Pussy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1mt-pm7EqI/AAAAAAAAF7I/LybuQAe08ps/s1600-h/doughnut--a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 477px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1mt-pm7EqI/AAAAAAAAF7I/LybuQAe08ps/s400/doughnut--a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429562117604446882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1muLuL6qbI/AAAAAAAAF7Q/cVENispAoj4/s1600-h/doughnut-b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 476px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1muLuL6qbI/AAAAAAAAF7Q/cVENispAoj4/s400/doughnut-b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429562342171650482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1muWQC7iqI/AAAAAAAAF7Y/pEJ-eHAKfCU/s1600-h/doughnut-C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 464px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1muWQC7iqI/AAAAAAAAF7Y/pEJ-eHAKfCU/s400/doughnut-C.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429562523059456674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Diving into a dark chocolate custard  pink frost butter pecan doughnut with protection &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Elvis Lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-4135446104474824452?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/4135446104474824452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=4135446104474824452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/4135446104474824452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/4135446104474824452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/jason-rhoades-wet-dougnut.html' title='Jason Rhoades&apos; chocolate cherry feinin'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1j7vTlKYsI/AAAAAAAAF6w/XfhmMcoJf7U/s72-c/donut-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-1723034259192609909</id><published>2010-01-20T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T13:44:10.549-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Pipilotti Rist - If only I was Kruger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1inlxzKAII/AAAAAAAAF6g/vB4_xk6tXoQ/s1600-h/Pipilotti-Rist-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1inlxzKAII/AAAAAAAAF6g/vB4_xk6tXoQ/s400/Pipilotti-Rist-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429273618260033666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" love is beyond me ", &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after Pipilotti Rist,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1ilV4C4LaI/AAAAAAAAF6Y/XRTULYEIHH8/s1600-h/ear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 524px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1ilV4C4LaI/AAAAAAAAF6Y/XRTULYEIHH8/s400/ear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429271146035424674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if only you were         Barbara Kruger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you'll mock less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nYDh_D1G0hU&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Pipilotti Rist&lt;/a&gt; is not ugly, but she purports herself in a whimsical way as to be. But she disguises her looks to enable attention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But are there other issues, I gather she is troubled over my parody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. The still is taken from her video where she wipes her face on a glass wearing heavy makeup to give the visual smudging affect. I recorded  a short film of this but it too is a mocking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Barbara Kruger on the other is unattractive and she uses beauty as a weapon to engage her underling despair. So the tables are turned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are a few revisions to   Barbara Kruger's slogans. Did we mention were her ideas originated from? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chawedrosin.files.wordpress.com/2007/09/train.jpg"&gt;Alexander Rodchenko&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MY GENES HAVE BETRAYED ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM UN SEXED BECAUSE OF YOU BOTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I AM CAGED BECAUSE OF MY OBLIGATIONS TO YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME LETS NEGOTIATE YOUR LIFE&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-1723034259192609909?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/1723034259192609909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=1723034259192609909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/1723034259192609909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/1723034259192609909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/pipilotti-rist-if-only-i-was-kruger.html' title='Pipilotti Rist - If only I was Kruger'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1inlxzKAII/AAAAAAAAF6g/vB4_xk6tXoQ/s72-c/Pipilotti-Rist-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-1808764103417573984</id><published>2010-01-19T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T19:21:59.828-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>Gabriel Orozco's shoe by Feinin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can't drag your money into the grave with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" - Barbara Kruger&lt;/span&gt; (untitled)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1ZK9TX3xQI/AAAAAAAAF5A/BN1fsagUZ6k/s1600-h/shoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1ZK9TX3xQI/AAAAAAAAF5A/BN1fsagUZ6k/s400/shoe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428608817874584834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I am tired, these are shoes, alone, old, lifeless" after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thisheartsonfire.com/?p=2788#more-2788"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gabriel Orozco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1ZS8x5ZXvI/AAAAAAAAF5g/OG9roKyXwYo/s1600-h/heart1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 541px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1ZS8x5ZXvI/AAAAAAAAF5g/OG9roKyXwYo/s400/heart1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428617604981415666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I've often thought my heart as the strongest organ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1ZSJE3QQ7I/AAAAAAAAF5Q/2ATDPxl2T90/s1600-h/hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 564px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1ZSJE3QQ7I/AAAAAAAAF5Q/2ATDPxl2T90/s400/hands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428616716719506354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know that my life resists, my blood is water to feed the sharks that swim close&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1ZSl16n_5I/AAAAAAAAF5Y/RbJogw1jHgI/s1600-h/heart-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 612px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1ZSl16n_5I/AAAAAAAAF5Y/RbJogw1jHgI/s400/heart-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428617210923319186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then it wakes, the blood rejects, whatever is left is dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt; after &lt;em&gt;My Hands Are My Heart&lt;/em&gt;. 1991&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Feinin parody of Gabriel Orozco's photograph, the heart formed from clay. He also used a empty shoe box &lt;em&gt;titled, "Empty Shoe Box"&lt;/em&gt;. 1993, Shoe box, 12.4 x 33 x 21.6 cm shown at the &lt;a href="http://arttattler.com/manhattanmoma.html"&gt;Moma&lt;/a&gt; retrospective in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Orozco's empty shoe box should be looked upon by its label, the viewer wants to know what type of shoe was bought. Does he own it? Did he wear it on the opening? Or does the empty box represent another meaning?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Most likely, it was a brogue shoe as it generally symbolizes wealth.Artist like Barbara Kruger have employed it as a device with her slogan. Gabriel Orozco's flaw is that he forgot to leave the tissue paper in his installation, as a reminder of the newness of it. At 1993 Venice Biennale Orozco lay mention, “What is most important is not so much what people see in the gallery or the museum, but what people see after looking at these things, how they confront reality again”. A janitor at the Biennale thought of it the same way, in reality, he removed it from the floor and trashed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-1808764103417573984?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/1808764103417573984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=1808764103417573984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/1808764103417573984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/1808764103417573984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/gabriel-orozcos-shoe-by-feinin.html' title='Gabriel Orozco&apos;s shoe by Feinin'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1ZK9TX3xQI/AAAAAAAAF5A/BN1fsagUZ6k/s72-c/shoe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-2392429830785571417</id><published>2010-01-18T20:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T16:04:15.941-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Christopher Wool + Feinin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1X9C7OBSNI/AAAAAAAAF44/SX4L4fUPAu0/s1600-h/Christopher-Wool-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 387px; height: 579px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1X9C7OBSNI/AAAAAAAAF44/SX4L4fUPAu0/s400/Christopher-Wool-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428523152563062994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After Christopher Wool's typography and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://wool735.com/cw/images/?iNum=166"&gt;graffiti &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;paintings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gagosian&lt;/span&gt; Gallery writes,Christopher Wool is best known for his paintings of large, black, stenciled letters on white canvases. Here is a concept of the word Haiti* via Christopher Wool's typography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An art dealer by the name of&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;West&lt;br /&gt;reich&lt;br /&gt;purchased&lt;br /&gt;Christ&lt;br /&gt;o&lt;br /&gt;pher&lt;br /&gt;Woo&lt;br /&gt;l's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ddo.typepad.com/ddo/art/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pa&lt;br /&gt;in&lt;br /&gt;in&lt;br /&gt;g&lt;br /&gt;f&lt;br /&gt;o&lt;br /&gt;r&lt;br /&gt;$420,500&lt;br /&gt;in&lt;br /&gt;20&lt;br /&gt;06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The work above was burnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the period of parodying&lt;a href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/damien-hirsts-half-cast-subodh-gupta.html"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/damien-hirsts-half-cast-subodh-gupta.html" mce_href="http://thebookman.wordpress.com/2010/01/08/subodh-guptas-penny-dish/"&gt;Subodh Gupta's&lt;/a&gt; sculptures I experienced a wave of bothersome energy until I burnt this work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-2392429830785571417?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/2392429830785571417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=2392429830785571417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/2392429830785571417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/2392429830785571417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/christopher-wool.html' title='Christopher Wool + Feinin'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1X9C7OBSNI/AAAAAAAAF44/SX4L4fUPAu0/s72-c/Christopher-Wool-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-3048493853689643397</id><published>2010-01-18T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T13:05:05.663-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>Vera Lutter's  flower portraits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1SpA0eyNEI/AAAAAAAAF4A/SDrDdik1P78/s1600-h/war-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 539px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1SpA0eyNEI/AAAAAAAAF4A/SDrDdik1P78/s400/war-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428149282441147458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The hibiscus  pistil and stamen on cotton gauze &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1SnmFV1E5I/AAAAAAAAF34/nIu9_xCFeWE/s1600-h/war-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1SnmFV1E5I/AAAAAAAAF34/nIu9_xCFeWE/s400/war-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428147723598893970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.brooklynmuseum.org/opencollection/objects/188108"&gt;&lt;span class="searchable-content"&gt;After Samar Hussein, 2003-2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="searchable-content"&gt;&lt;p&gt;In her series,  "Samar Hussein", the photographer Vera Lutter remembers  the civilian deaths caused from the Iraq war from a 2003 till 2007. Samar Hussein was the first war casualty. The portraits of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hibiscus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flower's&lt;/span&gt; cycle is to &lt;span class="searchable-content"&gt;commemorate her untimely demise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I had an intone of flops over these portraits. Can art release their wondering?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-3048493853689643397?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/3048493853689643397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=3048493853689643397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/3048493853689643397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/3048493853689643397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/vera-lutters-flower-portraits.html' title='Vera Lutter&apos;s  flower portraits'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1SpA0eyNEI/AAAAAAAAF4A/SDrDdik1P78/s72-c/war-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-4782232079748713888</id><published>2010-01-16T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T21:27:13.094-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Money</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1NqIywG-KI/AAAAAAAAF3g/tbA_3pypppA/s1600-h/Tim-Noble-%26-Sue-Webster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 531px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1NqIywG-KI/AAAAAAAAF3g/tbA_3pypppA/s400/Tim-Noble-%26-Sue-Webster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427798675206633634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The learning curve after Warhol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epitaph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1IlKKzpB3I/AAAAAAAAF2o/q_MlluK-dio/s1600-h/the-death-portrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 496px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1IlKKzpB3I/AAAAAAAAF2o/q_MlluK-dio/s400/the-death-portrait.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427441357564741490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1IhEDVr3mI/AAAAAAAAF2Y/MSZuCXEIjEM/s1600-h/crown-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1IhEDVr3mI/AAAAAAAAF2Y/MSZuCXEIjEM/s400/crown-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427436854434324066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-4782232079748713888?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/4782232079748713888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=4782232079748713888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/4782232079748713888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/4782232079748713888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='Money'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1NqIywG-KI/AAAAAAAAF3g/tbA_3pypppA/s72-c/Tim-Noble-%26-Sue-Webster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-2069909813749031154</id><published>2010-01-15T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T21:38:56.332-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Shirin Neshat's tree of knowledge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1Bt3gv0EsI/AAAAAAAAF1Y/s0Km92vSjz0/s1600-h/Shirin-Neshat-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 487px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1Bt3gv0EsI/AAAAAAAAF1Y/s0Km92vSjz0/s400/Shirin-Neshat-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426958351432159938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Shirin Neshat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artnet.com/artists/lotdetailpage.aspx?lot_id=1CEE658DA4BDFC7A0B0C0E39D39E8367"&gt;Women Of Allah&lt;/a&gt; *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1Bvza7jvZI/AAAAAAAAF1w/FY_eyoOeSXA/s1600-h/Shirin-Neshat-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 487px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1Bvza7jvZI/AAAAAAAAF1w/FY_eyoOeSXA/s400/Shirin-Neshat-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426960480174587282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After  temptation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*In this study of Shirin Neshat's work, I had a strong urge to concleal a weapon beneath the makeshift headscarf. I apposed it at every step. Wearing this attire, I experienced two observations. Under the veil, I could see at will, and that my body was protected under this shroud of cloth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-2069909813749031154?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/2069909813749031154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=2069909813749031154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/2069909813749031154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/2069909813749031154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/shirin-neshats-tree-of-knowledge.html' title='Shirin Neshat&apos;s tree of knowledge'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S1Bt3gv0EsI/AAAAAAAAF1Y/s0Km92vSjz0/s72-c/Shirin-Neshat-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-4627222643874300772</id><published>2010-01-14T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T14:27:05.372-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><title type='text'>Tony Feher's long term pillow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0-PG6JO7jI/AAAAAAAAF04/2l5976368_s/s1600-h/Tony-Feher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 339px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0-PG6JO7jI/AAAAAAAAF04/2l5976368_s/s400/Tony-Feher.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426713424854707762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A crocus bag of stone, dog food and plastic flowers after Tony Feher long term pillow 1997&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0-QLEX9xHI/AAAAAAAAF1Q/V8OcSeGos2g/s1600-h/recover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 445px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0-QLEX9xHI/AAAAAAAAF1Q/V8OcSeGos2g/s400/recover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426714595831956594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/10/obama-graciously-accepts-noble-peace.html"&gt;Peace Prize&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0-P44Zcc_I/AAAAAAAAF1I/r4QQVxTfZDY/s1600-h/rice-grain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0-P44Zcc_I/AAAAAAAAF1I/r4QQVxTfZDY/s400/rice-grain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426714283379291122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Next to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, what's this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though he could never be called a Minimalist, &lt;a href="http://newyork.timeout.com/articles/art/74885/tony-feher-wall-show-at-damelio-terras-art-review"&gt;Tony Feher&lt;/a&gt; often does as little as possible to transform a salvaged offcut into a finished work; one piece from 2007 consists of nothing more than a crumpled bit of silver foil. - Timeout&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-4627222643874300772?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/4627222643874300772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=4627222643874300772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/4627222643874300772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/4627222643874300772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/tony-fehers-long-term-pillow.html' title='Tony Feher&apos;s long term pillow'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0-PG6JO7jI/AAAAAAAAF04/2l5976368_s/s72-c/Tony-Feher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-8285830516008632133</id><published>2010-01-12T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T03:13:43.948-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Tom  Friedman’s Untitles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0yYzXq4ZPI/AAAAAAAAFzQ/JV1N7yo7_os/s1600-h/tom-friedman-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 532px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0yYzXq4ZPI/AAAAAAAAFzQ/JV1N7yo7_os/s400/tom-friedman-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425879659369227506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Untitled after Tom  Friedman Play Doh,&lt;/span&gt; 1997&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S03EQYkQwOI/AAAAAAAAFz4/jpyqjhDdPGc/s1600-h/tom-friedman-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 535px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S03EQYkQwOI/AAAAAAAAFz4/jpyqjhDdPGc/s400/tom-friedman-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426208911802810594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blood money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0zTfKDTu-I/AAAAAAAAFzo/xu_X8Z3NJL8/s1600-h/tom-friedman-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 522px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0zTfKDTu-I/AAAAAAAAFzo/xu_X8Z3NJL8/s400/tom-friedman-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425944183302241250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After untitled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0zTpq6uerI/AAAAAAAAFzw/u2fmvNhjRuA/s1600-h/tom-friedman-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 484px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0zTpq6uerI/AAAAAAAAFzw/u2fmvNhjRuA/s400/tom-friedman-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425944363923307186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Genesis  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.artnet.com/artwork/425874734/117082/tom-friedman-untitled.html"&gt;after Tom Friedman &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom  Friedman  the writes the Solomon R. Guggenheim creates sculptures out of everyday materials. Since 1990 he has worked with such commonplace household items as toothpaste, cubes of sugar, cereal boxes, Pepto-Bismol, and Life Savers. With painstakingly labor-intensive and time-consuming craftsmanship, Friedman transforms these modest resources into delicate, whimsical, and uncanny objects, ranging from self-portraits to abstract geometric configurations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S03G8em_KQI/AAAAAAAAF0A/DcsGV24X7WE/s1600-h/tom-friedman-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 367px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S03G8em_KQI/AAAAAAAAF0A/DcsGV24X7WE/s400/tom-friedman-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426211868362352898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A cup of sait after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Tom  Friedman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S03LR_ceQGI/AAAAAAAAF0Q/vFaifHjPofg/s1600-h/tom-friedman-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 515px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S03LR_ceQGI/AAAAAAAAF0Q/vFaifHjPofg/s400/tom-friedman-6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426216636000387170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Devil' nest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S03vn4Y0TPI/AAAAAAAAF0g/fmk69h6UBqY/s1600-h/tom-friedman-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 487px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S03vn4Y0TPI/AAAAAAAAF0g/fmk69h6UBqY/s400/tom-friedman-8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426256594481728754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Devil' nest II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S03v_QypqlI/AAAAAAAAF0o/QKX7m5dTTh8/s1600-h/tom-friedman-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 507px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S03v_QypqlI/AAAAAAAAF0o/QKX7m5dTTh8/s400/tom-friedman-7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426256996169525842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Devil' nest III&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These series of art installations were ominous, I considered "The Devil's Nest" satanic in nature.  The portrait is the devil, Lucifer. Three toilet rolls were used to represent the goat's bull horn and chin.  The question is why? Is there an underlining connection with Friedman's whimsical pieces? The gallery space was fumigated. The work was dismantled, trashed and the cocoyea ribs burnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-8285830516008632133?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/8285830516008632133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=8285830516008632133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8285830516008632133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8285830516008632133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/tom-friedmans-untitles.html' title='Tom  Friedman’s Untitles'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0yYzXq4ZPI/AAAAAAAAFzQ/JV1N7yo7_os/s72-c/tom-friedman-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-9130353515363268713</id><published>2010-01-09T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T13:58:14.998-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Martin Parr at StudioFilmClub</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0kgLJjGN5I/AAAAAAAAFyY/3PNI8CDksxQ/s1600-h/Martin-Parr-at-studio-film-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0kgLJjGN5I/AAAAAAAAFyY/3PNI8CDksxQ/s400/Martin-Parr-at-studio-film-.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424902602058250130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"What does the neon sign read, Scotchman's Yard?&lt;/span&gt; " after &lt;a href="http://www.upart.fr/index.php/2009/07/06/planete-parr-au-jeu-de-paume"&gt;Martin Parr&lt;/a&gt; 6/8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first time to Port of Spain, Trinidad and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span mce_=""  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Tobago&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. I had attended the &lt;a href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/11/queen-elizabeth-ii-counter-four.html"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;CHOGM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and liked very much the island. I was invited to the StudioFilmClub to see a screening of a big blue bat with sparkles. When I arrived it was awfully quiet, I had to carry my camera in my large handbag and over my coat and dress, the nights lately have been quite chilly. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0mj0ePBz9I/AAAAAAAAFyg/XE3tkB_Ll7s/s1600-h/railling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0mj0ePBz9I/AAAAAAAAFyg/XE3tkB_Ll7s/s400/railling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425047348009095122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have a sense that I been spooked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The steps to this opening made me dizzy, I had to grab hold onto the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;avant-garde &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hand railing. It was impossible to think this artists run establishment refused many times to install a service elevator, I am a middle aged man, my hearing is bonkers, my foot swells in this temperature, shamrock. Finally, I reached the heading. What a lovely array of flower pots, does this installation belong to &lt;a href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/12/martin-creeds-leaning-tower-of-london.html"&gt;Martin Creed&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Waste and empty wine cartons, so who had a party? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/12/martin-parr-seeks-trinidad-carnival.html"&gt;Mate, did I miss the limbo dance?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-9130353515363268713?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/9130353515363268713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=9130353515363268713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/9130353515363268713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/9130353515363268713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/martin-parr-at-studiofilmclub.html' title='Martin Parr at StudioFilmClub'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0kgLJjGN5I/AAAAAAAAFyY/3PNI8CDksxQ/s72-c/Martin-Parr-at-studio-film-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-7393990890540344584</id><published>2010-01-07T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T14:56:04.562-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Damien Hirst's half cast Subodh Gupta</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Poverty exists,  who wants a cast of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0bM7bbiMAI/AAAAAAAAFxg/xGep5Y7a7_0/s1600-h/Subodh-Gupta-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 389px; height: 583px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0bM7bbiMAI/AAAAAAAAFxg/xGep5Y7a7_0/s400/Subodh-Gupta-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424248122561933314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Subodh Gupta after Subodh Gupta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subodh Gupta I am guessing thinks the art world needs a vegetation &lt;a href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-god-man.html"&gt;Damien Hirst&lt;/a&gt;. He has been chosen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0bP50FbfVI/AAAAAAAAFxo/FXw0aADAMxs/s1600-h/Subodh-Gupta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 594px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0bP50FbfVI/AAAAAAAAFxo/FXw0aADAMxs/s400/Subodh-Gupta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424251393355251026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The medicine cabinet, the orange pills and stainless steel utensils &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Subodh Gupta work is ostentatious, the Saatchi gallery says he employs many of the original techniques of French conceptualist &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/12/man-who-fucked-up-art-marcel-duchamp.html"&gt;Marcel Duchamp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; by elevating the ready-made into an art object, but were readymades considered as art?&lt;/span&gt; I love how the gallery promotes him, look closely, do all the body part fit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0bQsu2tkbI/AAAAAAAAFxw/bTsQ84boFcU/s1600-h/cups.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0bQsu2tkbI/AAAAAAAAFxw/bTsQ84boFcU/s400/cups.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424252268124672434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U.FO. is another work made up of hundreds of brass water utensils that are soldered together to resemble a flying saucer. This gleaming sculpture is amusing yet pertinent to ideas of sustainability, poverty and notions of otherness. The repetition of forms and the exaggeration of scale is a common element in Gupta’s work. &lt;a href="http://www.saatchi-gallery.co.uk/artists/subodh_gupta.htm"&gt;See his work though the &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saatchi gallery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0eRztp9nDI/AAAAAAAAFx4/MBtv7X43lV0/s1600-h/japanise-mango-girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0eRztp9nDI/AAAAAAAAFx4/MBtv7X43lV0/s400/japanise-mango-girl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424464593806007346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yoshitomo Nara's  mango girl in curry after " A penny for belief II"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0eSI5CLZ1I/AAAAAAAAFyA/HJ7ztCzv-nA/s1600-h/fucking-cutlery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 595px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0eSI5CLZ1I/AAAAAAAAFyA/HJ7ztCzv-nA/s400/fucking-cutlery.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424464957637617490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fucking cutlery after " Spooning"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0eUHVe7vLI/AAAAAAAAFyQ/xU1lMEYhm_o/s1600-h/Subodh-Gupta-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0eUHVe7vLI/AAAAAAAAFyQ/xU1lMEYhm_o/s400/Subodh-Gupta-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424467129937935538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Subodh Gupta's cardboard box after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Aam Aadmi&lt;/em&gt;" and " &lt;em&gt;Jeff the Koons&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0eSvTKZJ5I/AAAAAAAAFyI/5dc7wuqOQ40/s1600-h/wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 532px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0eSvTKZJ5I/AAAAAAAAFyI/5dc7wuqOQ40/s400/wall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424465617486423954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wall with diya after "Wall&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his new works Gupta moves away from composite sculptures towards objects that possess an auratic quality. Readymade commodities experience transformations in scale and material, transmogrifying from factory-produced items into extraordinary artefacts. - &lt;a href="http://www.hauserwirth.com/exhibitions/320/subodh-gupta-common-man/view/"&gt;See the samples at Hauser &amp;amp; Wirth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should be noted that these studies require readers to know the actual work parodied or otherwise it should be viewed as a reference point via the links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I dragged that trunk into the space, I apposed it at every stage. This is not a gallery, I don't have a staff or a forklift. The installation is still up and that's usual, by default, the work itself has a human quality, but Gupta sculpture is just a tree coming out of a wall. Now I have to get that ton of a trunk out after making like in all small / median and large silly replicas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is Subodh Gupta a fool, are curators foolish enough to tag him with Marcel Duchamp? The answer in yes, he's playing the game, jack of all trades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;amp;postID=7393990890540344584"&gt;comment&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;over Subodh Gupta's work makes it clear that installation art must be highly finished and should possess a larger than life stature but not necessarily to mean anything but a conglomerated fuse to project and mask as an identifiable portrait, still life, object or thing. Hence, if it looks like a mango and it even has the weight of it, but if you find yourself in a situation famished, you'll taste the sweetest art in your career. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-7393990890540344584?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/7393990890540344584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=7393990890540344584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/7393990890540344584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/7393990890540344584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/damien-hirsts-half-cast-subodh-gupta.html' title='Damien Hirst&apos;s half cast Subodh Gupta'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0bM7bbiMAI/AAAAAAAAFxg/xGep5Y7a7_0/s72-c/Subodh-Gupta-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-7331524678534062847</id><published>2010-01-07T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T15:16:55.900-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Mike Kelley's Frankenstein</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0Zk9j0y1CI/AAAAAAAAFxY/8HYNWsx4K8g/s1600-h/Mike-Kelley-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0Zk9j0y1CI/AAAAAAAAFxY/8HYNWsx4K8g/s400/Mike-Kelley-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424133809965814818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My rag boll collection &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:KelleyFrankenstein.jpg"&gt;Mike Kelley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0ZhhrcdxQI/AAAAAAAAFxI/zBuLWdtNtOk/s1600-h/Mike-Kelley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 530px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0ZhhrcdxQI/AAAAAAAAFxI/zBuLWdtNtOk/s400/Mike-Kelley.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424130032440034562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;His work questions the legitimacy of ‘normative’ values and systems of authority, and attacks the sanctity of cultural attitudes toward family, religion, sexuality, art history, and education. &lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/art21/artists/kelley/clip1.html#"&gt;Mike Kelley on PBS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0ZR1KswqtI/AAAAAAAAFxA/MBdrf5n5vME/s1600-h/Mike-Kelley-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 360px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0ZR1KswqtI/AAAAAAAAFxA/MBdrf5n5vME/s400/Mike-Kelley-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424112775061351122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I found this installation to resemble a pile of rag dolls disturbing. The work was dismantled soon after it was photographed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0Zki2kYd0I/AAAAAAAAFxQ/zCkDh_llJJg/s1600-h/Mike-Kelley-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 477px; height: 345px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0Zki2kYd0I/AAAAAAAAFxQ/zCkDh_llJJg/s400/Mike-Kelley-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424133351140783938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Never you mind....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.interviewmagazine.com/art/mike-kelley/"&gt;MK&lt;/a&gt;: From the response I was getting to my works with stuffed animals and craft materials-people went on about how the work was about child abuse. What was my problem? Why was I playing with these toys? Had I been abused? Was I a pedophile? I didn’t understand what they were talking about. But when I did a bit of research, I discovered how culturally omnipresent this infatuation with child abuse was..... -  Interview&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-7331524678534062847?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/7331524678534062847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=7331524678534062847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/7331524678534062847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/7331524678534062847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/mike-kelleys-frankenstein.html' title='Mike Kelley&apos;s Frankenstein'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0Zk9j0y1CI/AAAAAAAAFxY/8HYNWsx4K8g/s72-c/Mike-Kelley-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-5718617103836342755</id><published>2010-01-07T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T10:39:14.423-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Peter Fischli in Alexander Calder's shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0X_nFDRD4I/AAAAAAAAFw4/kHGhu2f9Uec/s1600-h/Peter-Fischli-%26-David-Weiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 485px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0X_nFDRD4I/AAAAAAAAFw4/kHGhu2f9Uec/s400/Peter-Fischli-%26-David-Weiss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424022373073489794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A Calder mobile after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nETfXDVZhZ0"&gt;Peter Fischli&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; and David Weiss' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.artnet.de/magazine/news/openings/openings06-07-07_detail.asp?picnum=17"&gt;Equilibres&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;div class="resource"&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a review of past exhibitions, the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Solomon R. Guggenheim Museum explained that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nETfXDVZhZ0"&gt;Peter Fischli&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and David Weiss have been collaborating since 1979 on a body of work that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;humorously celebrates the sheer banality of everyday existence. As contemporary flaneurs, they observe their world with bemused detachment, reveling in the mundane and turning every undertaking into a leisure activity…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a &lt;a href="http://www.matthewmarks.com/exhibitions/2009-10-29_peter-fischli-david-weiss/"&gt;Press Release&lt;/a&gt; of the artists most current work, it is a reminder that Art has exhausted itself to a mundane refection of Marcel Duchamp's curse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When artist incorporate a shoe in their work, three meaning  come to mind, sex, money and brand in the order of a stiletto heel, a brogue shoe or an artistic canvas sneaker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-5718617103836342755?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5718617103836342755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=5718617103836342755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5718617103836342755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5718617103836342755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/peter-fischli-in-alexander-calders.html' title='Peter Fischli in Alexander Calder&apos;s shoes'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0X_nFDRD4I/AAAAAAAAFw4/kHGhu2f9Uec/s72-c/Peter-Fischli-%26-David-Weiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-5428029472418946710</id><published>2010-01-06T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T17:16:28.396-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Rirkrit Tiravanija and Ron Mueck meet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thai pancakes and banana coleslaw for Millennium Dome Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0U1RuuTLgI/AAAAAAAAFwg/_Uujz0LRrlE/s1600-h/Rirkrit-Tiravanija.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 493px; height: 410px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0U1RuuTLgI/AAAAAAAAFwg/_Uujz0LRrlE/s400/Rirkrit-Tiravanija.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423799904953904642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banana coleslaw&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;you can't be serious Rirkrit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0SuDuydQpI/AAAAAAAAFwQ/6shVxF4ntFU/s1600-h/chine-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 496px; height: 408px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0SuDuydQpI/AAAAAAAAFwQ/6shVxF4ntFU/s400/chine-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423651230383424146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Thai pancakes, i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;s this for me?" after &lt;a href="http://www.foodcrypt.com/2009/06/rirkrit-tiravanija/" mce_href="http://www.foodcrypt.com/2009/06/rirkrit-tiravanija/"&gt;Rirkrit Tiravanija&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.artknowledgenews.com/Ron_Mueck_Sculptures.html" mce_href="http://www.artknowledgenews.com/Ron_Mueck_Sculptures.html"&gt;Ron Mueck&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0SvxFsXe-I/AAAAAAAAFwY/Ea_dK5cm6sg/s1600-h/chine-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 495px; height: 432px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0SvxFsXe-I/AAAAAAAAFwY/Ea_dK5cm6sg/s400/chine-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423653109137636322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You never realize that installations in the artworld are all around you. The game is now to discover if all it is is just fiction, a perception. I never knew the corrupt meaning, its pretence and open trap. Ron Mueck's  sculptures are hyper-realistic, they are finely produced but again cast very large. So, it is a woman giving birth. Why did he not do the entire animal kingdom, or the child being of another species? What about it not having a sense of seeing, hearing or speaking, or giving a birth too? Better yet, covered from head to toe with a birthmark that looked like its motherland's flag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artnet.com/artwork/425968837/424237546/rirkrit-tiravanija-untitled-2008-the-future-will-be-chromeping-pong-table.html"&gt;Rirkrit Tiravanija's  chrome ping-pong table tennis&lt;/a&gt; is missing a few elements, reflective suits, gloves and shoes  for each players, a chrome plated ping-pong ball and accompanying rackets, reflective turf grass build around a covered court of mirrors. Now a tennis game....that blow your fucking mind...too bad ours bit the dust so many years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember this scene from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NDu9gbuKpKc"&gt; Priscilla Queen of the Dessert&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; 1:29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-5428029472418946710?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5428029472418946710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=5428029472418946710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5428029472418946710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5428029472418946710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/rirkrit-tiravanija-and-ron-mueck-meet.html' title='Rirkrit Tiravanija and Ron Mueck meet'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0U1RuuTLgI/AAAAAAAAFwg/_Uujz0LRrlE/s72-c/Rirkrit-Tiravanija.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-7031898841259520928</id><published>2010-01-04T09:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T03:40:02.633-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Maurizio Cattelan's Muse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0H7fwjsfCI/AAAAAAAAFvw/fvyGMPhntMU/s1600-h/Maurizio-Cattelan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 601px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0H7fwjsfCI/AAAAAAAAFvw/fvyGMPhntMU/s400/Maurizio-Cattelan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422891949359922210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;After Maurizio &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cattelan's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.timeoutsydney.com.au/arts/novecento-maurizio-cattelan-dead-horse-biennale.aspx"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Novecento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (1997)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; An animal so trusting in the hands of its master&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In an  interview Maurizio Cattelan is described as one of the great post-Duchampian artists and a smartass, too. "I am said to be a master of provocation who shuns the media and abuses the art world. I am notoriously controversial".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maurizio Cattelan's sculptural  parodies are quite inventive,  his elephant cloaked as a Ku Klux Klan leader, his Pope struck by a meteoroid and his mule, dog, cat, fowl piece makes you laugh. But his horse suspended from the ceiling lacks a draw string. You get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0NpxyOcxZI/AAAAAAAAFwA/pJFK764N5mg/s1600-h/Maurizio-Cattelan-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 518px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0NpxyOcxZI/AAAAAAAAFwA/pJFK764N5mg/s400/Maurizio-Cattelan-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423294680301094290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never underestimate the love of Christ that his spirit sings in thee*  &lt;/span&gt;after&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Maurizio Cattelan's  wax installation,  &lt;a href="http://www.colectiva.tv/wordpress/lang/en-us/maurizio-cattelan/#more-4057"&gt;The Ninth Hour&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I think Pope John Paul would have parodied himself. I also considered him wearing a pair of skis which were once in our household, his belief in the Church would have never wavered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it takes ass to understand another, No pun on the horse shit shoot? What about a stuffed Hemingway bust facing a rhinoceros both being shot in the head. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0N0E10KEWI/AAAAAAAAFwI/oXR9ATIU-W4/s1600-h/pope-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0N0E10KEWI/AAAAAAAAFwI/oXR9ATIU-W4/s400/pope-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423306002798350690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* Pope John Paul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;From left to right, a converse sneaker, a pair of jeans, a satin dress, a strip of cloth as the cassock, a curtain rod which the crucifix is attached as the staff, a cone miter, shards of glass and finally an abandon termite nest as the meteoroid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the feinin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"I wondered about my past, I was a afraid to say it, but God is in all of us. You, me, them, cats, mice and frogs. I looked for him, I knelled before them, So calming, tranquil, blissfully. Soldiers marched to me, and sang, remember those who need a prayer, Touch by this, I rose from my chair and saluted them by. Many wishes to my past, a bible on my crown no more, a gem encrusted in my heart, I say weep my child, kiss them by, I am a soldier at rest, a child with a ball, a handsome soldier. Lift my skirt to see, there sits my little man in me...hee hee. Heaven, mother, father , brother, angels, aberration, truth, belief, silly me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-7031898841259520928?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/7031898841259520928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=7031898841259520928' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/7031898841259520928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/7031898841259520928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/maurizio-cattelans-muse.html' title='Maurizio Cattelan&apos;s Muse'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0H7fwjsfCI/AAAAAAAAFvw/fvyGMPhntMU/s72-c/Maurizio-Cattelan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-7862025552548392862</id><published>2010-01-04T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T03:14:10.318-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Andres Serrano' Photoheterotroph Crucifix</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0Ib1qORi8I/AAAAAAAAFv4/zItocLYeH5M/s1600-h/Andres-Serrano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 463px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0Ib1qORi8I/AAAAAAAAFv4/zItocLYeH5M/s400/Andres-Serrano.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422927509988674498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;After &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.artnet.com/artwork/424288434/423908876/andres-serrano-piss-christ.html"&gt;Piss Christ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I never thought of using this work because I felt a strange sense of voodoo. I also had that parallel feeling experienced with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/12/julian-schnabel-with-basquiat-and-bono.html"&gt;Jean-Michel Basquiat's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; bead chain that remained me to think only of museums. Why do these objects possess a charm? In Andres Serrano's replica of Piss Christ, I simply submerged a chrome crucifix in a tub of rain water that had accumulated algae. Allegorically using algae plasma represents the cycle of life produced from the basic component  all life, photosynthesis.  Serrano's intention may have to do with ritual significance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-7862025552548392862?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/7862025552548392862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=7862025552548392862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/7862025552548392862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/7862025552548392862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/andres-serrano-photoheterotroph.html' title='Andres Serrano&apos; Photoheterotroph Crucifix'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0Ib1qORi8I/AAAAAAAAFv4/zItocLYeH5M/s72-c/Andres-Serrano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-5224844235516766913</id><published>2010-01-03T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T13:13:18.606-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Felix Gonzalez-Torres'  paper ream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0E77HrjHSI/AAAAAAAAFvY/1u2tqI6x6l0/s1600-h/Felix-Gonzalez-Torres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 346px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0E77HrjHSI/AAAAAAAAFvY/1u2tqI6x6l0/s400/Felix-Gonzalez-Torres.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422681313190812962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;fter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.tate.org.uk/tateetc/issue8/erasuregenteel.htm"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tate.org.uk/tateetc/issue8/erasuregenteel.htm" mce_href="http://www.tate.org.uk/tateetc/issue8/erasuregenteel.htm"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Passport] &lt;/i&gt; 1991&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;In a personal letter, Felix Gonzalez-Torres writes, don't be afraid of the time, they are our time, time has been generous us. We imprint time with a sweet taste of victory......We are synchronized, now and forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0FPqbdGY1I/AAAAAAAAFvo/3dws3QEza5I/s1600-h/Felix-Gonzalez-Torres-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 510px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0FPqbdGY1I/AAAAAAAAFvo/3dws3QEza5I/s400/Felix-Gonzalez-Torres-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422703016673698642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A ream of paper, sheets of gold-leaf and a curtain call&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonzalez-Torres mentions that his audience is Ross. At first I thought, Ross? does he mean Diana Ross. Then I thought perhaps it was one he loved. In the parody of his paper ream, I was distracted consistently. I also had the urge to write in script, the word Ross across the top leaf. With his installation of two clocks set at the same time, and two large marble tablets, I said these works are memorials.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Felix Gonzalez-Torres's works at first said nothing, but with further investigation about the artist's  personal life, his art represented his devotion to an individual, and time represented  to a calculated number of sheets of paper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the feinin, "You got me smiling so I am alive somewhere, love always Felix"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-5224844235516766913?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5224844235516766913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=5224844235516766913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5224844235516766913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5224844235516766913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/felix-gonzalez-torres-paper-ream.html' title='Felix Gonzalez-Torres&apos;  paper ream'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0E77HrjHSI/AAAAAAAAFvY/1u2tqI6x6l0/s72-c/Felix-Gonzalez-Torres.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-1264001340480034402</id><published>2010-01-03T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T11:48:27.586-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Marlene Dumas's  Child with Jersey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0Dobs16MrI/AAAAAAAAFvI/NXuD85NWHFU/s1600-h/Marlene-Dumas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0Dobs16MrI/AAAAAAAAFvI/NXuD85NWHFU/s400/Marlene-Dumas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422589513945461426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;After Marlene Dumas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.saatchi-gallery.co.uk/artists/marlene_dumas.htm"&gt;The Cover Up&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;1994&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Saatchi Gallery writes, " In The Cover-Up, Marlene Dumas presents a corruption of innocence. Her portrayal of a young child with its clothes lifted over its head immediately gives way to dark thoughts of sexuality and exploitation. The controversy isn't in the images Marlene Dumas paints, but in the way they're subverted by an implied knowingness, a blatant confrontation with a natural reality and its discomforts."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0DsK6eGLuI/AAAAAAAAFvQ/ceIQDesV4ZQ/s1600-h/Marlene-Dumas-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0DsK6eGLuI/AAAAAAAAFvQ/ceIQDesV4ZQ/s400/Marlene-Dumas-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422593623592414946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What I see is a child struggling with her dress, if this was a prelude to a sexual act, the child's pampers / pantie should be off. That's another ballgame, it never crossed my mind that the work meant  exploitation. When you put meaning when meaning is not necessarily, you destroy its beauty. I like very much her work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Consequently, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tracey Moffatt deals with that subject dead on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h3 class="canvas"&gt;&lt;span class="painting"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-1264001340480034402?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/1264001340480034402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=1264001340480034402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/1264001340480034402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/1264001340480034402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/marlene-dumas-child-with-jersey.html' title='Marlene Dumas&apos;s  Child with Jersey'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0Dobs16MrI/AAAAAAAAFvI/NXuD85NWHFU/s72-c/Marlene-Dumas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-727124641489868109</id><published>2010-01-02T07:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T12:59:42.797-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Tracey Moffatt's measure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Sz9kYOsDneI/AAAAAAAAFug/0TkRELwEyws/s1600-h/Tracey-Moffatt-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 523px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Sz9kYOsDneI/AAAAAAAAFug/0TkRELwEyws/s400/Tracey-Moffatt-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422162843799887330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" What month was I birthed"&lt;/span&gt; after Tracey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Moffatt's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87251222@N00/442465536"&gt;"Birth Certificate, 1962, 1994"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tracey Moffatt's work transcends the power of social disturbances, her Australian Aboriginal photo sets are art, and a reminder that art imitates life in experences. I had an inclination that our portraits of celebrities where similar, although theses studies are independent, no wardrobe, no sets, no money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SlyPVaISD4I/AAAAAAAAE-M/6PLQjDdVzFY/s1600-h/baby-jane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 378px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SlyPVaISD4I/AAAAAAAAE-M/6PLQjDdVzFY/s400/baby-jane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358315254618132354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby Jane -  Bette Davis - Feinin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0CejgpRHeI/AAAAAAAAFu4/4L9jJci_Tqc/s1600-h/Tracey-Moffatt-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 495px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0CejgpRHeI/AAAAAAAAFu4/4L9jJci_Tqc/s400/Tracey-Moffatt-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422508284249710050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had many ideas parodying Tracey Moffatt but I realized I was being repetitive. So I decided to mock the Australian outdoors in a triptych staring &lt;a href="http://www.artthrob.co.za/06feb/images/moffat01a.jpg"&gt;Mel Gibson in his shorts washing his car &lt;/a&gt;with a large cactus over a blazing sun, all photographed at the same time. I also dusted my body with red sand, you can't see it but it is there to represent an Australian Aborigine warrior. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-727124641489868109?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/727124641489868109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=727124641489868109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/727124641489868109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/727124641489868109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/tracey-moffatts-measure.html' title='Tracey Moffatt&apos;s measure'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Sz9kYOsDneI/AAAAAAAAFug/0TkRELwEyws/s72-c/Tracey-Moffatt-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-6124560404805661646</id><published>2010-01-01T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T08:08:15.440-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Sylvie Fleury's Candy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Sz4kzZCmweI/AAAAAAAAFuA/yJOmJqJjdnM/s1600-h/Sylvie.Fleury1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 543px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Sz4kzZCmweI/AAAAAAAAFuA/yJOmJqJjdnM/s400/Sylvie.Fleury1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421811466714399202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;After &lt;a href="http://www.artnet.com/Galleries/Artwork_Detail.asp?G=&amp;amp;gid=115756&amp;amp;cid=116307&amp;amp;which=&amp;amp;aid=6285&amp;amp;wid=424934118&amp;amp;source=exhibitions&amp;amp;rta=http://images.google.tt/imgres?imgurl=http://images.artnet.com/artwork_images/115756/275371t.jpg%26imgrefurl=http://www.artnet.com/Galleries/Exhibitions.asp%3Fgid%3D115756%26cid%3D116307%26source%3D2%26type%3D2%26usg=__-3IV0Myb78K0zuSSV_eFO4OOLLo=%26h=143%26w=185%26sz=5%26hl=en%26start=17%26um=1%26tbnid=PqhGNuLrwMdbsM:%26tbnh=79%26tbnw=102%26prev=/images%3Fq%3Dsylvie%2Bfleury%2Bspaceship%26hl%3Den%26safe%3Doff%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26sa%3DG%26um%3D1"&gt;Sylvie.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fleury's&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;First spaceship to Venus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; (pack my heels)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I very much like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fleury's&lt;/span&gt; rocket installations, perhaps it brings up memories of my childhood and that of a toy rocket that could be propelled into the air by using water pressure. I also had a bird that mechanically flew based on Leonardo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Vinci&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sylvie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Fleury&lt;/span&gt; compared to Sarah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lucas&lt;/span&gt; shows difference, as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Fleury&lt;/span&gt; focuses on her inner masculine ambitions but she concocts herself as the typical prostitute, her large chewing gum sculpture is really disgusting, I wished she had it installed it clawing off a large glass building in Singapore. Her fur rockets should have been made from clear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;plexiglass&lt;/span&gt;. We want to see what's inside these vessels. A fur bed, a fur stove, all the amenities. Look its Sylvie, she's cleaning her window with a windshield wiper....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Sz4pFtYUygI/AAAAAAAAFuI/wvEhQHfwuQw/s1600-h/sylvie-fleury.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 493px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Sz4pFtYUygI/AAAAAAAAFuI/wvEhQHfwuQw/s400/sylvie-fleury.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421816179458361858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'll take the ride after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://lemateurdart.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/car5.jpg"&gt;Sylvie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Fleury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Sz5WbDHEx7I/AAAAAAAAFuQ/i7c7ECY0-Dw/s1600-h/Sylvie.Fleury-toad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 463px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Sz5WbDHEx7I/AAAAAAAAFuQ/i7c7ECY0-Dw/s400/Sylvie.Fleury-toad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421866024092092338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ribbit says the frog" After &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Fleury's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.artpublic.ch/fairs/basel/2006/fleury/fleury1.php"&gt;Dog Toy 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0C_5i-45RI/AAAAAAAAFvA/wO1qL4Gq2vc/s1600-h/fire-cup-and-saucer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/S0C_5i-45RI/AAAAAAAAFvA/wO1qL4Gq2vc/s400/fire-cup-and-saucer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422544946718106898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fleury's Blazing Afterburner  after  Meret Oppenheim,  Object. 1936&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Meret  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Oppenheim is responsible for engaging fur with class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-6124560404805661646?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/6124560404805661646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=6124560404805661646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/6124560404805661646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/6124560404805661646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2010/01/sylviefleurys-candy.html' title='Sylvie Fleury&apos;s Candy'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Sz4kzZCmweI/AAAAAAAAFuA/yJOmJqJjdnM/s72-c/Sylvie.Fleury1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-8762459230439730242</id><published>2009-12-31T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T17:19:40.711-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Sarah Lucas in four studies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Sz0fwfsaH_I/AAAAAAAAFtg/fN6McLdqoeI/s1600-h/sarah-Lucas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 437px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Sz0fwfsaH_I/AAAAAAAAFtg/fN6McLdqoeI/s400/sarah-Lucas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421524444425887730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After &lt;a href="http://www.artnet.com/artwork/425932170/114880/sarah-lucas-concrete-boots.html"&gt;Concrete Boots&lt;/a&gt;        by Sarah Lucas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Sz0vIHx5i9I/AAAAAAAAFto/-57PtUwmWWU/s1600-h/sarah-Lucas-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 432px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Sz0vIHx5i9I/AAAAAAAAFto/-57PtUwmWWU/s400/sarah-Lucas-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421541342997744594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School master's art homework after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.artnet.com/Artists/LotDetailPage.aspx?lot_id=B8A955845604EFA4815C40AC1E3FE7EE"&gt;Idealized smoker's chest no.2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Sz3skrAwgnI/AAAAAAAAFt4/2FoU9Fc5WJY/s1600-h/Two-Fried-Eggs,-toast-and-d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Sz3skrAwgnI/AAAAAAAAFt4/2FoU9Fc5WJY/s400/Two-Fried-Eggs,-toast-and-d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421749641189294706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After &lt;a href="http://www.tate.org.uk/liverpool/exhibitions/lucas/images.shtm"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Two Fried Eggs and      a Kebab&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Sz1GishHWBI/AAAAAAAAFtw/-ydxWZADTgM/s1600-h/sarah-Lucas--couch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 408px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Sz1GishHWBI/AAAAAAAAFtw/-ydxWZADTgM/s400/sarah-Lucas--couch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421567088303495186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lucas reclining &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/collective/gallery/2/static.shtml?collection=sarahlucas"&gt;Au Naturel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; by feinin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.moma.org/collection/artist.php?artist_id=7810"&gt;Sarah Lucas&lt;/a&gt; is funny, her work are puns on penis envy, I rather live with the possibilities of working in a field so obscure in the minds that resist this glamorous tableau of recycled concepts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. large expansive scale work&lt;br /&gt;2. Any reflective surface&lt;br /&gt;3. A scull portrait is necessary, without it you are doomed&lt;br /&gt;4. Animals dissected (taxidermy) Thank you Mr. Hirst&lt;br /&gt;5. Lights or neon signage in a controlled manner&lt;br /&gt;6. Nudity&lt;br /&gt;7. The phallus and vagina&lt;br /&gt;8. The breast to ass, the mouth to tongue&lt;br /&gt;9. Flagellation or slash paintings&lt;br /&gt;10. A car used as a sculpture&lt;br /&gt;11. A large mystical puppet&lt;br /&gt;12. A tree trunk with roots&lt;br /&gt;13. Readymades, yes thank you, with out them, I would have never done most of these parodies. I spent not a dime, isn't that art ?&lt;br /&gt;14. Objects made from precious materials&lt;br /&gt;15. The Christ figure in all forms (Crucifixion, Madonna, Annunciation)&lt;br /&gt;16. Any performance art that entails entrails or risk&lt;br /&gt;17. A shoe&lt;br /&gt;18. A table and chair&lt;br /&gt;19, Books or leaves of books&lt;br /&gt;20. A bicycle&lt;br /&gt;21. Death&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-8762459230439730242?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/8762459230439730242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=8762459230439730242' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8762459230439730242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8762459230439730242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/12/sarah-lucas-in-two-studies.html' title='Sarah Lucas in four studies'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Sz0fwfsaH_I/AAAAAAAAFtg/fN6McLdqoeI/s72-c/sarah-Lucas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-2536648435098385182</id><published>2009-12-31T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T04:23:52.371-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Mark Wallinger's Ecce Homo Equus Caballus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzzmXmfXM_I/AAAAAAAAFtY/v3kU9K71w9c/s1600-h/Mark-Wallinger-Ecce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzzmXmfXM_I/AAAAAAAAFtY/v3kU9K71w9c/s400/Mark-Wallinger-Ecce.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421461344590705650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After Mark Wallinger's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.imj.org.il/imagine/item.asp?itemNum=199788"&gt; Ecce Homo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and  Equus Caballus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winner of the Turner prize in 2007, Mark Wallinger has created a painting of the letter I from Latin alphabet, he neglects my Greek symbol that of Ω. His  Ecce Homo has a similarity to a Robert Mapplethorpe' photograph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i74ME692wx8"&gt;OnYoutube&lt;/a&gt;,  for his show as Britain's representative at the 2001 Venice Biennale, Mark Wallinger brought together a typically eclectic group of sculptures, videos and installations. Like Ecce Homo, his much-loved life-size statue of Christ created for Trafalgar Square, the exhibition provoked and challenged and moved many of those who experienced it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Wallinger's art is often witty and immediately accessible yet at the same time it engages with some of the traditional grand themes, including religion, spirituality and death. His recent works include the ambitious environment Prometheus, centred around a wall-mounted electric chair, and Threshold to the Kingdom which counterpoints the arrival of passengers at an international airport (and perhaps also in Heaven) with Allegri's beautiful music for the Miserere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this film profile Wallinger considers the meanings and motivations of his art. He also reflects on his earlier explorations of class and identity, most especially in the series of paintings, photographs and videos about the world of racing which culminated in him owning and running the horse A Real Work of Art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theEYE is an excellent introduction to contemporary artists and their works and provides an ideal resource for a wide range of audiences, including galleries, museums and colleges, as well as individual art-lover. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-2536648435098385182?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/2536648435098385182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=2536648435098385182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/2536648435098385182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/2536648435098385182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/12/mark-wallinger-ecce-homo-equus-caballus.html' title='Mark Wallinger&apos;s Ecce Homo Equus Caballus'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzzmXmfXM_I/AAAAAAAAFtY/v3kU9K71w9c/s72-c/Mark-Wallinger-Ecce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-8128585142279406433</id><published>2009-12-31T06:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T12:44:35.667-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Isabella Blow's  grave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Szy1W56uMUI/AAAAAAAAFsw/YuD3IZrVdxg/s1600-h/Isabella-Blow-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 445px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Szy1W56uMUI/AAAAAAAAFsw/YuD3IZrVdxg/s400/Isabella-Blow-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421407456556101954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After Isabella Blow, first test shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In this feinin of  Isabella Blow, I was amused by using a dress worn at a wedding as a hat. The lace was intended as the veil. But many strange things happened. The subject shots were blurred. I got frustrated, the dress would not stay on my head, the wrap kept falling apart, then the camera would not shoot. Compounded with rage and frustration I thrashed the dress and ripped the upper lace from the hem. In the second shot, the coat button fell off and the photograph was out of focus. Then I remembered, she took her life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzzLr1q7lVI/AAAAAAAAFtI/syVhtCwBzZc/s1600-h/Isabella-Blow-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzzLr1q7lVI/AAAAAAAAFtI/syVhtCwBzZc/s400/Isabella-Blow-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421432005449192786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They remember as I dreamed...long live Judas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzzMREjbHhI/AAAAAAAAFtQ/Y9u-JCwXyCw/s1600-h/Isabella-Blow-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 410px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzzMREjbHhI/AAAAAAAAFtQ/Y9u-JCwXyCw/s400/Isabella-Blow-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421432645099396626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Isabella Blow' Wedding Veil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-8128585142279406433?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/8128585142279406433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=8128585142279406433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8128585142279406433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8128585142279406433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/12/isabella-blows-grave.html' title='Isabella Blow&apos;s  grave'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Szy1W56uMUI/AAAAAAAAFsw/YuD3IZrVdxg/s72-c/Isabella-Blow-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-2251363127584137448</id><published>2009-12-30T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T15:10:40.198-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>John McCracken's Minimalist red plank</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzvRXX8K4tI/AAAAAAAAFsg/_kL467rZMbs/s1600-h/John-McCracken-backboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzvRXX8K4tI/AAAAAAAAFsg/_kL467rZMbs/s400/John-McCracken-backboard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421156775964107474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/50/Untitled_slab_painting%2C_resin_and_fiberglass_sculpture_by_John_McCracken%2C_1981%2C_Smithsonian_American_Art_Museum.jpg"&gt;After John McCracken's untitled plank sculpture&lt;/a&gt; 1983&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;John McCracken explains that his art making is a slow process, His handcrafted sculptures are made from wood, then a resin is applied and the surface is polished.  McCracken's objects remind me of the Bauhaus, but he has removed the geometric matrix to its barest and what is left is  a simple molecule, a square, a column, a rectangle or cube. Colour, the sculptor says is used as material, finished to its reflective and translucent properties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The cost of the replica as shown here will cost you $230,500, at Christie's, I rather spend it on a car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-2251363127584137448?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/2251363127584137448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=2251363127584137448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/2251363127584137448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/2251363127584137448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/12/john-mccrackens-minimalist-red-plank.html' title='John McCracken&apos;s Minimalist red plank'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzvRXX8K4tI/AAAAAAAAFsg/_kL467rZMbs/s72-c/John-McCracken-backboard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-5110012118946629959</id><published>2009-12-30T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T12:13:43.184-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Gregor Schneider's dying person in a museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Szuufe0SgmI/AAAAAAAAFsQ/TiBNLU3QTCc/s1600-h/Gregor-Schneider-bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Szuufe0SgmI/AAAAAAAAFsQ/TiBNLU3QTCc/s400/Gregor-Schneider-bed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421118432342082146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After Gregor Schneider's "&lt;a href="http://www.saatchi-gallery.co.uk/artists/artpages/gregor_schneider_man_with_cock.htm"&gt;Man With Cock&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Saatchi Gallery  describes Gregor Schneider as one who subverts reality to expose an unease with the ordinary. Transforming houses into doppelganger replicas and transporting entire rooms from site to site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Man with Cock&lt;/span&gt; encapsulates a sense of banal terror. The sculpture is chilling in its prosaicness, its gruesome subject reduced to mere objecthood The most disturbing aspect of Man Cock* is the psychological implications: head shrouded in black plastic and trousers bulging, Schneider alludes to an unconscious realm where perversion and death is his ultimate seduction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Schneider’s also proposed to exhibit a dying person in a museum for the purpose of notoriety. His dying man installation would allow a death seen, the victim hopelessly unaware.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Gregor Schneider has a deeper fascination, this sculpture plays on the aspect of living with a corpse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“My aim is to show the beauty of death”, he says, “There is nothing perverse about a dying person in an art gallery”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Termed as terminal erection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to make this installation&lt;br /&gt;One black heavy-duty garbage bag&lt;br /&gt;One pillow and blanket&lt;br /&gt;Three socks&lt;br /&gt;One shirt&lt;br /&gt;One pair of long johns&lt;br /&gt;One used toilet paper roll&lt;br /&gt;One art volunteer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-5110012118946629959?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5110012118946629959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=5110012118946629959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5110012118946629959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5110012118946629959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/12/gregor-schneiders-dying-person-in.html' title='Gregor Schneider&apos;s dying person in a museum'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Szuufe0SgmI/AAAAAAAAFsQ/TiBNLU3QTCc/s72-c/Gregor-Schneider-bed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-8703770168889678809</id><published>2009-12-29T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T12:07:11.530-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Martin Creed's leaning tower of London</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Szuu1I_mn0I/AAAAAAAAFsY/RGYVcA08R0g/s1600-h/Martin-Creed,-No.-876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 458px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Szuu1I_mn0I/AAAAAAAAFsY/RGYVcA08R0g/s400/Martin-Creed,-No.-876.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421118804441079618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After Martin Cree's cardboard boxes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzrTNUssuzI/AAAAAAAAFr4/TMKYZ9uuzhw/s1600-h/Martin-Creed-No.-121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 228px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzrTNUssuzI/AAAAAAAAFr4/TMKYZ9uuzhw/s400/Martin-Creed-No.-121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420877327341763378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After &lt;a href="http://www.artfacts.net/index.php/pageType/newsInfo/newsID/2255/lang/1"&gt;Martin Creed's No. 121&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/entertainment/1701400.stm"&gt;Turner prize winner Martin Creed &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/entertainment/1701400.stm"&gt;in 2001&lt;/a&gt; made an important discovery, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I think people can make of it what they like. I don't think it is for me to explain it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Szs625hYm9I/AAAAAAAAFsA/4KFIJ7t_1zc/s1600-h/Martin-Creed,2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 474px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Szs625hYm9I/AAAAAAAAFsA/4KFIJ7t_1zc/s400/Martin-Creed,2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420991291298716626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/www.martincreed.com');" href="http://www.softpink.com/?p=340" target="_blank"&gt;After Martin Cree's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.softpink.com/?p=340"&gt; No. 876&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin Creed thinks in increments, measurements and timing. In these studies I was overcome by the sense of money, ugly and frivolous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I had experienced opposition making work so silly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-8703770168889678809?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/8703770168889678809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=8703770168889678809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8703770168889678809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/8703770168889678809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/12/martin-creeds-leaning-tower-of-london.html' title='Martin Creed&apos;s leaning tower of London'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Szuu1I_mn0I/AAAAAAAAFsY/RGYVcA08R0g/s72-c/Martin-Creed,-No.-876.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-1380188224125520537</id><published>2009-12-28T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T17:19:46.425-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Mathew Barney's testicular  restraint drawings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzpnqT2ufcI/AAAAAAAAFrQ/hR_vvpfsxgs/s1600-h/Mathew-Barney-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 485px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzpnqT2ufcI/AAAAAAAAFrQ/hR_vvpfsxgs/s400/Mathew-Barney-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420759078075792834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After Mathew Barney &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.hugoglendinning.com/notebook21.html"&gt;with a brown telephone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; with a jar of Vaseline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzqLYS7k36I/AAAAAAAAFrg/doNvmCcsJAI/s1600-h/ron-crotch-drawings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 413px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzqLYS7k36I/AAAAAAAAFrg/doNvmCcsJAI/s400/ron-crotch-drawings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420798351008653218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After restraint drawings by Mathew Barney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; in his kimono  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;resisting his right testicle*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzpJAncqgaI/AAAAAAAAFrA/UAd30SLtZX0/s1600-h/Barney--challange.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 388px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzpJAncqgaI/AAAAAAAAFrA/UAd30SLtZX0/s400/Barney--challange.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420725376431849890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Mathew Barney discussing the purity of his symbol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The New York Times considers Barney as the most important artist of his generation, I totally agree. Known as the acrobatic crossover to a Shenanigan, a pretense, a collective gerbil. Test the cage, remove his wife, and then drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* Of course I could not stop laughing at the absurdity of the drawing which I titled, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iron crotch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-1380188224125520537?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/1380188224125520537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=1380188224125520537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/1380188224125520537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/1380188224125520537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/12/bjork-barney.html' title='Mathew Barney&apos;s testicular  restraint drawings'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzpnqT2ufcI/AAAAAAAAFrQ/hR_vvpfsxgs/s72-c/Mathew-Barney-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-360059096495478915</id><published>2009-12-28T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T16:29:21.564-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Derek Jarman's Garden  of  weeds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzkrqLhRnLI/AAAAAAAAFqQ/smY3D-RkT78/s1600-h/jarman-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzkrqLhRnLI/AAAAAAAAFqQ/smY3D-RkT78/s400/jarman-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420411630163958962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See my garden oh boy, be still, laugh at eternity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Martin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kippenberger&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;installation work, I wanted to create a work based on Derek Jarman's Garden. The first few installation shots I looked into the abyss of a wooden latrine. Inside, there was a plant, I laughed continuously at the weed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzktAn1jhMI/AAAAAAAAFqY/i6cyS64ypFY/s1600-h/jarman-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzktAn1jhMI/AAAAAAAAFqY/i6cyS64ypFY/s400/jarman-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420413115233961154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Writer, go away from this land, it behaves like vultures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-360059096495478915?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/360059096495478915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=360059096495478915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/360059096495478915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/360059096495478915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/12/derek-jarmans-garden-of-weeds.html' title='Derek Jarman&apos;s Garden  of  weeds'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzkrqLhRnLI/AAAAAAAAFqQ/smY3D-RkT78/s72-c/jarman-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-5083136589884669663</id><published>2009-12-27T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T09:38:52.458-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Martin Kippenberger's  marred destiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Szi5EdLivJI/AAAAAAAAFqI/vvQzG5E6nKI/s1600-h/Kippenberger-feinin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 434px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Szi5EdLivJI/AAAAAAAAFqI/vvQzG5E6nKI/s400/Kippenberger-feinin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420285637744049298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After Martin Kippenberger, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artnet.com/magazineus/features/drohojowska-philp/drohojowska-philp11-19-08_detail.asp?picnum=9"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Go into the Corner, You Should Be Ashamed of Yourself"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1989, Museum of Modern Art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Szhr_Z0xd_I/AAAAAAAAFqA/qX5BLslYTNA/s1600-h/Kippenberger-parody-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Szhr_Z0xd_I/AAAAAAAAFqA/qX5BLslYTNA/s400/Kippenberger-parody-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420200888548554738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The ladder of truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzhqlSFnuDI/AAAAAAAAFpw/ZyDjHOc0yqE/s1600-h/Kippenberger-parody-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzhqlSFnuDI/AAAAAAAAFpw/ZyDjHOc0yqE/s400/Kippenberger-parody-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420199340283508786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let go of your grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Szhq0FOS6sI/AAAAAAAAFp4/PSRP-sIXORc/s1600-h/Kippenberger-parody.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Szhq0FOS6sI/AAAAAAAAFp4/PSRP-sIXORc/s400/Kippenberger-parody.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420199594528271042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bite the bullet, give me respect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These four photographic installations are after "Go in the corner, shame on you" by &lt;a href="http://images.google.tt/imgres?imgurl=http://www.artnet.com/Images/magazine/features/drohojowska-philp/drohojowska-philp11-19-08-9.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.artnet.com/magazineus/features/drohojowska-philp/drohojowska-philp11-19-08_detail.asp%3Fpicnum%3D9&amp;amp;usg=__4eZQpIJqelTQIcjk5TQ-ykGS69w=&amp;amp;h=460&amp;amp;w=342&amp;amp;sz=138&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=70&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=TnVA52dtAmlqlM:&amp;amp;tbnh=128&amp;amp;tbnw=95&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3DMartin%2BKippenberger%26ndsp%3D20%26hl%3Den%26safe%3Doff%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26sa%3DN%26start%3D60%26um%3D1"&gt;Martin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kippenberger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his career, Martin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kippenberger&lt;/span&gt; explored all aspects of art making, from performance to painting, he knew his art would leave an impression, his installations are sophisticated and they reflect a premonition. The coffin bed is an excellent example, his dumpster and crucifix works gave a bitter taste to the art establishment which took the practice and themselves too seriously. His art was a revolt but it was also a reminder that anything can be art.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Martin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kippenberger&lt;/span&gt; borrowed from the trends of established contemporary artists, his paintings and drawings have a likeness to David &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Salle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I know I am free, but there is still in me, beauty, love for building work, capable of telling whose better, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SyOlVheT0DI/AAAAAAAAFfw/Iyr7A5dRoVM/s1600-h/dresden.jpg"&gt;Dresden&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;, yours says it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-5083136589884669663?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5083136589884669663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=5083136589884669663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5083136589884669663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5083136589884669663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/12/martin-kippenberger-marred-destiny.html' title='Martin Kippenberger&apos;s  marred destiny'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Szi5EdLivJI/AAAAAAAAFqI/vvQzG5E6nKI/s72-c/Kippenberger-feinin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-5429625523718091121</id><published>2009-12-26T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T03:43:10.965-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Anish Kapoor feinin's himself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grandiose without meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzZtAvybmRI/AAAAAAAAFoQ/G7BIpxitqu8/s1600-h/mirror-1.jpg" mce_href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzZtAvybmRI/AAAAAAAAFoQ/G7BIpxitqu8/s1600-h/mirror-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzZtAvybmRI/AAAAAAAAFoQ/G7BIpxitqu8/s400/mirror-1.jpg" mce_src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzZtAvybmRI/AAAAAAAAFoQ/G7BIpxitqu8/s400/mirror-1.jpg" alt="" width="415" border="0" height="311" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;After Anish Kapoor's&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:DSC_6574.JPG"&gt; sky mirror Nottingham &lt;/a&gt;version, his  sky mirror is five times in diameter of this flat one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At the PowerPlant gallery in Toronto,1993, I remember seeing Anish Kapoor's work. They looked like ceramic pottery muted with a dry pigment that of cobalt blue.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anish Kapoor’s works within large scale, the sky mirror at Rockefeller Center measures 33 feet in diameter and weighs 23 tons. It is made of highly polished stainless steel and is actually concave. And this grandiose is his genius, with organic forms or any object that can be finished with a reflective surface. Whatever reflects off the surface of these sculptures are like experiences. The viewer is enthralled with his or her own reflection. Its like a funhouse effect and there you see its gimmick. Kapoor mirrors himself,  but he also finesses a Kama in his sculptures.  The power is money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzelrHW8v2I/AAAAAAAAFoo/7LrEH2nr3K8/s1600-h/Kapoor-at-venice.jpg" mce_href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzelrHW8v2I/AAAAAAAAFoo/7LrEH2nr3K8/s1600-h/Kapoor-at-venice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzelrHW8v2I/AAAAAAAAFoo/7LrEH2nr3K8/s400/Kapoor-at-venice.jpg" mce_src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzelrHW8v2I/AAAAAAAAFoo/7LrEH2nr3K8/s400/Kapoor-at-venice.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After Anish Kapoor, &lt;a href="http://venicebiennale.britishcouncil.org/timeline/1990/image/16"&gt;The Healing of St Thomas (1989)&lt;/a&gt; shown at the 1990 Venice Biennale with the Feinin's Giza's pyramids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"...And, incrementally, the art form gets closer to spectacle, going all out for the big “wow” instead of meaningful content; Anish Kapoor’s Marsyas – the vast scarlet trumpet he installed for the arsyas Turbine Hall" -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.tate.org.uk/tateetc/issue3/butisitinstallationart.htm"&gt; Claire Bishop&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tate.org.uk/tateetc/issue3/butisitinstallationart.htm" mce_href="http://www.tate.org.uk/tateetc/issue3/butisitinstallationart.htm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-5429625523718091121?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/5429625523718091121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=5429625523718091121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5429625523718091121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/5429625523718091121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/12/anish-kapoor-feinins-himself.html' title='Anish Kapoor feinin&apos;s himself'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzZtAvybmRI/AAAAAAAAFoQ/G7BIpxitqu8/s72-c/mirror-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-2620381472533214535</id><published>2009-12-25T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T11:33:27.550-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivals'/><title type='text'>Hieronymus Bosch's Gluttony</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzU-T7HJKfI/AAAAAAAAFn4/jwMiAFa_G_c/s1600-h/merry-xmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 367px; height: 436px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzU-T7HJKfI/AAAAAAAAFn4/jwMiAFa_G_c/s400/merry-xmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419306238616349170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the left on the table , a gift, black fruit cake, sorrel, rum, wine, chocolates and Ponche-de-Creme &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzVCbgx5XsI/AAAAAAAAFoA/QpZt9pc5tEU/s1600-h/Christmas-meal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 423px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzVCbgx5XsI/AAAAAAAAFoA/QpZt9pc5tEU/s400/Christmas-meal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419310767033376450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;On the floor, a glass of cherry and leg of ham and a pastelle.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Trinidad a traditional Christmas meal consists of peas and rice known as festive rice, stew peas, callaloo, macaroni pie, pork, chicken or turkey, stuffing, pastelle  and ham served with grog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-2620381472533214535?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/2620381472533214535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=2620381472533214535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/2620381472533214535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/2620381472533214535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/12/pay-attention_9684.html' title='Hieronymus Bosch&apos;s Gluttony'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzU-T7HJKfI/AAAAAAAAFn4/jwMiAFa_G_c/s72-c/merry-xmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-168332897711264517</id><published>2009-12-22T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T05:07:13.920-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Martin Parr seeks Trinidad Carnival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzEcuW_1N9I/AAAAAAAAFkg/VSDvKTSMcSc/s1600-h/Doc-Martin-Parr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzEcuW_1N9I/AAAAAAAAFkg/VSDvKTSMcSc/s400/Doc-Martin-Parr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418143409476286418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="credit"&gt;Doc Martin after Martin Parr &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.artnet.com/artwork/424673050/118694/martin-parr-common-sense-cup-of-tea.html"&gt;Common Sense (Cup of Tea)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzEXoNwCrZI/AAAAAAAAFkY/M-P81sl-jn0/s1600-h/limbo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 531px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzEXoNwCrZI/AAAAAAAAFkY/M-P81sl-jn0/s400/limbo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418137806356786578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Second test shot of the Doc Martin limbo dancer sponsored by four empty Carib bottles and by Gap, pockets on the outside, empty, what a lovely cup of tea....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--   @page { margin: 0.79in }   P { margin-bottom: 0.08in }  --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Martin Parr is a British Internationally established photographer whose work stems from documenting and capturing the peculiarity of old English in their customs and manner. His photographs are of details, an aristocrat's brim hat, a beach chair, all that is Britannia to his own amusement, like Miss Slocombe's attire, as she escapes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="The_Grace_Brothers"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Grace Brothers'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; false fire alarm clinging onto the Union Jack and sliding down thus exposing her nickers, all tied in a bun. There is your opportunity Mr. Parr, a close detail and her real pussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;" Mr. Parr, how dare you look up my dress with your zoom lens, Miss Brahms arrest that man down there at once, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and we are both unanimous at this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether his subjects are aware of his presents, it appears intrusive. His plan is already set, " Look for dem red skin midget wit plenty gold teet".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzNnCtdjzEI/AAAAAAAAFmo/cABbxBdf3qk/s1600-h/feinin-revenge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 536px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzNnCtdjzEI/AAAAAAAAFmo/cABbxBdf3qk/s400/feinin-revenge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418788072917814338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the process of parodying Martin Parr's tea cup and mishap, I take revenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-168332897711264517?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/168332897711264517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=168332897711264517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/168332897711264517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/168332897711264517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/12/martin-parr-seeks-trinidad-carnival.html' title='Martin Parr seeks Trinidad Carnival'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzEcuW_1N9I/AAAAAAAAFkg/VSDvKTSMcSc/s72-c/Doc-Martin-Parr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-6608684611978574203</id><published>2009-12-21T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T05:23:04.150-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>The end of Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Sy_OTzQhNHI/AAAAAAAAFjY/WfX5BqhwLEo/s1600-h/the-wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 476px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Sy_OTzQhNHI/AAAAAAAAFjY/WfX5BqhwLEo/s400/the-wedding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417775716322325618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The dress in art &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This installation that consists of my mother's wedding dress and my father's suit had me numb, as if i never was a byproduct of their union.  I looked away, I saw nothing of mine except death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Sy_fklMHYaI/AAAAAAAAFjg/fF5GHKhuTSQ/s1600-h/the-wedding-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 459px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Sy_fklMHYaI/AAAAAAAAFjg/fF5GHKhuTSQ/s400/the-wedding-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417794696301207970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the light, the German saw nothing too, this was a repeat of a time he recalled,"I am too alone, the Pharaoh needs me".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzDDLv5cFyI/AAAAAAAAFj4/z_lATIdoNG8/s1600-h/the-wedding-gown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 459px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SzDDLv5cFyI/AAAAAAAAFj4/z_lATIdoNG8/s400/the-wedding-gown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418044958330066722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cattoo/3801360900/"&gt;The Wedding Gown&lt;/a&gt; after Robert Gober &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The New York Times writes, "In one gallery, bags of cat litter lean against walls covered with the hanging man/sleeping man wallpaper, while at the center stands a sparkling satin wedding gown, redolent of purity,......"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What I discover is that language has a "purity" that softens the blow of pretension.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17470944-6608684611978574203?l=thebookmann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/feeds/6608684611978574203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17470944&amp;postID=6608684611978574203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/6608684611978574203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17470944/posts/default/6608684611978574203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebookmann.blogspot.com/2009/12/end.html' title='The end of Art'/><author><name>thebookmann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Sy_OTzQhNHI/AAAAAAAAFjY/WfX5BqhwLEo/s72-c/the-wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17470944.post-3017172677181510276</id><published>2009-12-20T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T11:01:47.360-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feinin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Frida Kahlo's  Bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Sy4SRNalCVI/AAAAAAAAFjQ/dpWVEsmkra4/s1600-h/Frida-Kahlo-bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/Sy4SRNalCVI/AAAAAAAAFjQ/dpWVEsmkra4/s400/Frida-Kahlo-bed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417287488641501522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Can I mock pain? Do you see where I getting  at?  The truth of a work against  a forgery? Do you understand why when feminists &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;follower her work, they lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Where is the bed?&lt;/span&gt; As I sat on mattress frame, there still was discomfort, explain this to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There is more detail, the curtain as part of the dress is braided, my hair is parted, my face buffed with power and my lips stain with a red dye, the roses are to conceal the predominant manly feature. I did not fuss like in the feinin before, but she was particular concerned over the position of the bed, the angle was all that mattered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Look I understand, many female artists use aspects, they see but never intuitively of me. The courage if only they knew, money isn't grant unless patrons see me, forgetting their own disbelief, a chair, a lamp, fire, cuts, bruises, I believe courage is in all of us, money can't replace that.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SxjZ9HpFefI/AAAAAAAAFbY/LHanGepcOAQ/s1600-h/karlo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 597px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYQrSFgrMSQ/SxjZ9HpFefI/AAAAAAAAFbY/LHanGepcOAQ/s400/karlo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411314596332272114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;After Frida Kahlo' &lt;a href="http://www.moma.org/collection/browse_results.php?object_id=78333"&gt;Self-Portrait with "Cropped Hair" 1940&lt;/a&gt;,  first test shot. For the preparation of Frida Kahlo's unibrow, I attached clippings of my own pubic hair &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1925, Frida Kahlo suffered serious injuries in a bus accident, the result broke her spinal column, broke her collarbone, broke ribs, broke her pelvis, fractured in many parts her right leg, crushed her foot, and dislocated her shoulder. An iron handrail pierced her abdomen and her vagina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; In her feinin I wrote, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"In this self portrait, I had the sensation of a long wooden stick along my length of my back and I prep myself unwillingly with face power. In this feinin, I felt like a peasant, soulless and empty inside. Yet, I felt as if I was a gust of dust twirling like a vortex off a dry scorching plain. 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