12 August 2007

hand me my gun that goes bang

hand me my gun that goes bang

I had to congratulate myself on this shot, for having enough temporary intelligence to have my camera around my neck. Yesterday, Glenn, Lynn and I headed down to Wizard World in Chicago, a big comic book convention, which may not be on the same level as San Diego's Comic Con, but it does have it's share of freak filled photo ops!

I was drying my hands when I noticed Catwoman standing between the stall doors. Certainly a good photo by itself. She was just standing there, fixated on one door, and I, being a genius for the obvious, decided to wait and see who would step out. Honestly, I imagined it to be a child, as there were tons of kids and families there in costume, and being a mom, I recall the days of standing by stall doors awaiting the announcement of "I'm done!"

So, my timing was perfect. The dryer stopped, I turned my camera on, the door opened, I snapped. It being Harley Quinn just made me a very rich person because now I can sell this image and retire, much like the guy who took the photo of the cat hanging from a branch and titled it, "hang in there, baby!" I'm guessing he is very rich today.

After doing all that talking about how awesome I am, Dan and Deb both tagged me with memes, so I will keep the theme of "me" going. (If you're still reading at this point, I would consider a stronger antidepressant medication.) I'll begin with Dan's because his first question is photography related...and I haven't come up with all of Deb's answers yet. Hopefully, I'll get to use the copy/paste feature before I'm through.

What is your top photography tip?
Be in the right place at the right time. See photo above. If that fails you, I'd have to say learn to compose and fill your frame. I don't care what type of equipment you own. For example, this was taken with a $20 camera. Ten thousand dollars worth of gear will not help you "see". The same goes for paintings. Study master illustrators and photographers. Go to museums. Absorb.

Are you a happy drunk?
I'm drunk right now! Do you perceive me as happy? Actually, I'm a sleepy drunk. The yawning commences after one drink. Jammies after two.

Why pugs?
Nature's clowns.

Do you regret any of your art purchases?
I only regret not being able to afford pieces. Several years ago, we could've bought a Gary Baseman original for $1000. We didn't have $1000. Fat chance ever seeing that price again.

What does it feel like being really old?
Your key word there is "feel". No signs yet of bunions, joints in need of replacing, or goiters. And come on, just look at me! Why, I was just told recently that a)I was the best looking woman at our class reunion, b)I look the same as I did in high school, and c)they couldn't believe I had two children in their twenties. I challenge you to find another 68 year old in this physical condition! :oP

So, now I should ask you: What does it feel like to look so old?

Deb's approach is much more polite, simply asking for:
7 Things About Me

1. Surprisingly, I do not like being the center of attention. I started blogging to get my photography seen, but realized I was getting more hits if I said a little something with each post. I try not to bore in the process. That said...

2. I can fold my tongue vertically and horizontally! It can also tie a cherry stem. Note: None of these things are as sexy as you've been lead to believe. (No, I do not have this on tape to prove this point.)

3. My brother, whom I list below in my links, is not my brother. (shock and horror!) My real brother, also named Keith, read my blog for the first time and was hurt because it wasn't him. Although I don't know what he was expecting to see. My "other" brother, Keith, is really my ex-brother-in-law from my first marriage. I received him in our settlement.

4. I lived in Japan for 7 months. I also hate Japanese food. So a good diet tip would be to pick a food you hate, then live among that culture. I'm thinking I could use a two week vacation to Scotland right now.

5. I've suffered with migraines my whole life. As a child, there weren't any meds for it yet (my being 68). I came off as a ten year old drunk hugging the toilet on a regular basis. The doctor told my parents I would grow out of it. I seem to recall his name was Dr. Fuken Quack.

6. I never learned to count beyond 6.


Greg said...

How do you collect art?

I'm guessing you have a lot of pieces so you can't really display them all. Do you store them and then rotate them out on a regular basis so you can enjoy them? If you store them, can you just throw them in a closet or is there something you need to do to help with their preservation?

I don't know if it's polite to ask, but what's the pride of your collection?

Gary Baseman is disturbing (I need to buy a print right away).

Luke said...

I love how every year, there's a Baseman in the CA Illustration Annual that looks exactly like the previous year's entry.

Join me next week on Luke's Sulky Art Critique when I say: "AIDS was the best thing that happened to Keith Haring."!

bon bon said...

of course, greg. our collection is gi-normus! we keep the overflow in the doghouse. no, really, we don't have that much. only 4 original pieces, everything else is prints, or photography where they can make as many as they want, really. i think we just buy more then your average, middle-income, nuclear family, so we appear to be collectors.

my favorite piece is from gabe lanza. you guys really should come over some time...seriously.

luke, you got something against bloody bunnies? it was an original! for $1000! i bought just a book of mark ryden's for $40 that's worth over $300 now! these are investments! you'll thank me when i'm dead. or not, cuz i'll be dead.

i was never a keith haring fan either. the way i see it is, if i can draw that well, i'm not buying the art...but if i saw one at a garage sale somewhere like the woman who found the pollack? sure, i'd shell out $5.

Greg said...

I know I sounded a little naive but my only frame of reference for collecting is a friend of mine who bought folk art. A lot of folk art. He was particularly fond of skeletons and he had pieces scattered everywhere throughout his house. This friend of mine loved the work of this half-blind, half-crazed, half-bathed man who would take pieces of plywood, band saw them then slap some paint on them and sell the results to my buddy for $10 and up. They both lived in Springfield, IL at the time so there were lots of Lincoln inspired works (Lincoln as Jesus, Lincoln stretched, Lincoln squished and, because of my friend’s penchant for skeletons, Lincoln with no guts or skin).

I always wondered where he stored the stuff because I know he had hundreds of works from artists all over the place.

My favorite was his coffee table. It was hollowed out and covered in glass. Under the glass was dirt with hundreds of little, half-buried skeletons that were supposed to represent a desecrated Indian burial mound.

I always had trouble resting my beer bottles on top of that table.

Sam said...

I like the comment that it doesnt matter what equipment you own. I have made my own half arsed attempts at photography but sometimes the best photos I get are on my phone (always seems to be there at the right time)!

bon bon said...

wow, i think your friend was ed gein.

thanks sam. you wouldn't happen to be a hughes, would you? the "arse" gave it away...not that i saw your arse.

oh! i was suppose to ask anyone else if they would like to receive five questions from me! (dan's rule i neglected.) drop me a note here if you so desire...

Kerry said...

Go on then, I might as well join in... If Dan will let me post them

bon bon said...

blog hog, is he?

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this blog is my "live" photo album of sorts. occasionally, i'll throw in some art i've done or some work of my husband's as he's an artist as well. we have a nice yard in a quiet neighborhood with two pugs and a cat, all black. which most of my photos will attest too. ;) i'd love to hear from you, but happy for you to just browse. hope you find something to make you smile. b.