Rental Gallery (next door to my studio) is having an opening in about an hour.
The show: "Jim Shaw's Army", a show consisting of the people who have worked in Jim Shaw's studio.
An army of them.
(The night before.)
The press release, so Reagan era:
RENTAL GALLERY
is pleased to present JSA a group showArtists include:
Jim Shaw
Pentti Monkkonen
Julian Hober
Jennifer West
Daniel Mendel Black
Claude Collins Stracensky
Ethan Ayer
Sarah Cromarty
Scott Cassidy
Jill SpectorOpening Saturday January 7th, 2006 7PM till late
RENTAL GALLERY
936 Mei Ling Way
Chinatown
Los Angeles, CA 90012 USA
Tel. 213-617-0145
We'd like to thank you uncle ron
cuz you went out and dropped the bomb
it's too bad that you still aren't alive
cuz now it's a war where the fittest survive
no more fashion conspiracies
no more football games with stupid preppies
topsiders melted credit cards burned
this is reagan's world now you've learned
bands of skaters in roving packs
we had the adaptability that you lacked
anarchy prevails you can rule us no more
you try and stop us we kick your lies out the door
we'd like to thank you uncle ron
you went out and dropped the bomb
we'd like to thank you uncle ron
cuz now you're dead and society is gone
Dear Jodie:
There is definitely a possibility that I will be killed in my attempt
to get Reagan. It is for this very reason that I am writing you this
letter now.
As you well know by now I love you very much. Over the past seven
months I've left you dozens of poems, letters and love messages in the
faint hope that you could develop an interest in me. Although we
talked on the phone a couple of times I never had the nerve to simply
approach you and introduce myself. Besides my shyness, I honestly did
not wish to bother you with my constant presence. I know the many
messages left at your door and in your mailbox were a nuisance, but I
felt that it was the most painless way for me to express my love for
you.
I feel very good about the fact that you at least know my name and how
I feel about you. And by hanging around your dormitory, I've come to
realize that I'm the topic of more than a little conversation, however
full of ridicule it may be. At least you know that I'll always love
you. Jodie, I would abandon the idea of getting Reagan in a second if
I could only win your heart and live out the rest of my life with you,
whether it be in total obscurity or whatever.
I will admit to you that the reason I'm going ahead with this attempt
now is because I cannot wait any longer to impress you. I've got to do
something now to make you understand, in no uncertain terms, that I'm
doing all of this for your sake! By sacrificing my freedom and
possibly my life, I hope to change your mind about me. This letter is
being written only an hour before I leave for the Hilton Hotel. Jodie,
I'm asking you to please look into your heart and at least give the
chance, with this historical deed, to gain your love and respect.
I love you forever,
John W. Hinckley
It's hard to nail a period better than that.
Posted by Dennis at January 8, 2006 3:18 AM
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