Woman

This is but a tiny detail from a major work I will be painting this year. The works has as it's subject the femmine, both literally in terms of the female body/anatomy, but also in terms of the generative field that the feminine represents..and incidentally I expect it to be finished in around 9-10 months time. It's impossible for a man to experience the subjective reality that is the femminine, but I would say that perhaps as an artists that gives birth to paintings I do know something about the act of creating. That is of course the type of analogy that would send shudders of rage through a pregnant woman heavy with child. My commitment is...

Kali Yuga..."The Age of Darkness"

Kali Yuga Kurt Andersen on the ApocalypseThe Road, Cormac McCar...

Did you know that.....

In the United States at the end of 2001, 10% of the population owned 71% of the wealth, and the top 1% controlled 38%. On the other hand, the bottom 40% owned less than 1% of the nation's wealth.As a community college teacher and an artist involved in the "art world"..I've seen all levels of this demographic.^ "Why it is hard to share the wealth"^ "Wealth Inequality Charts"And yet strangely no one in America seems to be concerned in the least bit that this may lead to social instability.All Empires and Grand Societies are destined for destruction inevitably, we can thank Shiva for that. When the end comes I'll be toasting marshmellows in the...

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Strange

It was a strange week..feels like something shifted in timbre with the universe, well mine anyways. I've been hibernating..one of those periods of silence between sound. We wouldn't hear music without the rest in between notes. Re-group, start again. Repetition..difference. Cabin fever results in posting meandering notes at 4:00am. I'm not sure if anyone reads this crap (I kind of hope not)..guess I should've caved and joined myspace..but to all friends..happy holidays. Jesus was a great man..but the Gnostics say that we are all sons of God..so I'm still not that impressed with the dude. His shit probably stank like anyone elses. All the rest..I...

Kinetosis

Jacques de BeaufortJacques de Beauf...

been "curating" over at wyncko..

I've been grouping by color pallette and such..click the image for a really cool(i think so anywyays) larger view.wynckoAnd just because I'm doing this whole "wyncko" thing doesn't mean I still don't love my other two pet projects (see 2006/2007 in jacquesdebeaufort.net)..what can I say..I'm a complicated guy. Dig? By the way..these are all "sketches" in photoshop the actual paintings will differ substantially and be quite painterl...

Los Angeles

...from the top of N. Beaudry A...

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Professor Jacques

my bookish side.......Professor Jacq...

Driving on the Freeway as a Transcendental Metaphor

The above title may indeed appear at first a fatuous attempt at finding some sort of silver lining in what most Angelinos likely consider a brutally mindless and de-humanizing chore..and I actually do agree..but spending as much time as I have punching the clock on The Great Asphault Snake..eventually I have come to realize the poetics embedded within this common experience. Mostly it has to do with the ritual participation in what appears to be an infinite mass of anonymous humanity flowing endlessly from nowhere to nowhere at a great speed and ferocity that would lead most to the impression that there actually was anywhere that needed to be...

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Dead Meadow at the Troubadour, 12/9/06

I was thinking about writing a few words about the show but then I realized how pointless that would be. Words are clumsy. The medium is the message. So sorry,..I guess you had to be there. Anyways..here's a snapsh...

Dead Meadow

...Dead Meadow is my New Favorite Band.This is what I like about these cute rocker kids...I get older...they stay the same age.Plus they're from Washington DC, which is where I grew up if you didn't know. Our Mayor smoked crack..Dead Meadow is kind of like what my paintings would sound like if they could be songs...take that as you will. Dead Mea...

Mick Jagger recites "Adonais" by Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley, "Adonais" (selected verses)Peace, peace! he is not dead, he doth not sleep -He hath awakened from the dream of life -'Tis we, who lost in stormy visions, keepWith phantoms an unprofitable strife,And in mad trance, strike with our spirit's knifeInvulnerable nothings. -We decayLike corpses in a charnel; fear and griefConvulse us and consume us day by day,And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay.The One remains, the many change and pass;Heaven's light forever shines, Earth's shadows fly;Life, like a dome of many-coloured glass,Stains the white radiance of Eternity,Until Death tramples it to fragments. - Die,If...

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