Twohig and Tuinstra, Home Decor Pop Up

Hand drawn Signage
Come explore some home decor

I stumbled across a home decor Pop up. A small selection of some great items. Including this tulip vase, a thing that I never knew existed.

Tulip vase and wine chiller
I love the skellular cum hand motif that the tulip vase is channeling
Also for sale were pillows and those giant bags that women carry (in addition to purses) all made by the proprietor.

It’s a business with supporting. Go out and do so Milwaukee. Remember, shopping local is 5-30 bucks not sliding into the slippery flipper of the corporate slave holders who stack their Chinese workers 10 bunks high in the company barracks.

Picture of famous cream city brick building
This is where to find the shop

Put such horrors from your mind as you visit Twohig and Tunstra at their above, temporary, location. The proprietress has rented the space for the rest of the month. 

A case filled with pineapple topped swizzle sticks
Very small fruits adorning swizzle sticks
Floral motife napkin rings
Recognise these flowers? I don’t; I’m not a botanist. But they’re great napkin rings for a tea party or other all female get together where a cluttered table and eating tidiness might be an issue; following the bare fingered cattle ripping scene in”The Bacchae,” for instance.

 Below is a close up of the shop’s location, in case you don’t recognise the across the street view. Still unfamiliar with it? Here’s the GPS: 43.036400,-87.906798.

And if you’re too old school, unsophisticated, or incompetent to use Google maps, the address is 320 E. Corn.

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How do I love video? A million ways

A bunch of clips here, including cleaning butter off cement, boiling water, and art talk.

Picture of The Skräuss in Milwaukee with some rental art
An artist who hates art possess before some rental pancakes

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Kirby Day

How do you celebrate a holiday that has no history? Presumably King Kirby’s mother made him a cake, probably something kosher, something New York. I celebrated late with a couple high faluten beers and a stack of “Eternals” comics.

King Kirby kept pushing forward in his exploration of the mysteries of god. He adopted ancient aliens theory, the basis of “Eternals.” I imagine that, had he lived to be 101 he would have familiarised himself with Whitley Streiber’s work; maybe even reading the authors latest, co-written by Jeffrey Kripal, and would find ancient aliens redefined. Rather, Kripal and Streiber redefine modern UFO phenomenon. 

Alien abductions are not what we think. They appear to more closely resemble abductions by the Fey, or the gods. The encounter throughout history, as best as we can tell is the same, not ancient aliens, but contemporary god encounters. They always appear just beyond what we can imagine.

In the second chapter of their book Streiber concludes that even garden gnomes are part of the phenomenon. So I drink a bottle of beer with a gnome in the label and recline on a couch reading the two Kirby comics that I’ve had the longest, since I purchased them from the Super Value grocery store on the corner. Here’s to you, King Kirby, most imaginative of all cartoonists!

The Eternals no. 18 and black panther no.10 by Jack Kirby, king of comics, and two bottles of Belgian ale
Magenta monsters attack heroes in blue, beer prepares to wet my whistle.

These two comics sat in my toybox for a few years then were promoted to a separate box, then to a comic book long box, then burnt. I burned all my comics in 1992 in a frenzy of religious piety.

As a child I never read my comics. I never knew what these stories were about. That magenta suckers-to-the-face monster intrigues me. I looked at the pictures; I read the pictures, but never the full words. Shortly after my bit of holiness i purchased, one or two at a time, almost a complete run of Kirby’s “Eternals,” “Kamandi,” “Omac”, and “Captain America” (1970’s). Plus a few “Captain Victory’s,” “Black Panthers,” and “New Gods”, when I could get them under a dollar. I refuse to pay more than a dollar for a comic book. The best spot was Tosa Books. They priced everything at 49¢.

Kirby’s work spoke to me. It still does. He has great things to say, and shows us wonder filled cosmic and magical encounters.  His ideas, always distilled, purified by the dumbing-down process of children’s entertainment never patronise. And, best of all, he never feared being corny!

Long live the King!

Happy belated 100TH.

The Singing Skull AKA: Ghost Subfarer

Acrylic on Lexan, world’s toughest plastic window covering. St. Marx, my castle, just replaced half of their stained glass window coverings with Plexiglas. Lexan, while skateboard proof (the contractor told me that they make skateboard ramps from it) yellows over time, a very short period of time.  Plexiglas does not. Now St. Marx has sparkling visible stained glass again as seen through invisible plexi. 

Painting on Lexan of A flaming skull
Recto
Back side of painting of flaming skull
Verso

Meanwhile, I scavenged the Lexan from the dumpster, and it works great for paintings using the Jim Nut technique; acrylic applied to the reverse side of the support (the Lexan in this case). The yellow discolouring adds character to the image like acid yellowing warms the comic book page.

This is a portrait of fictional character; The Singeing Skull, a submarine captain who draws his power from Aitch We Double Toothpicks. I made him up one day when my buddy complained about Ghost Rider® driving a motor cycle, I attempted to explain that Ghost Rider® was originally a cowboy so the move from horse to motorcycle… “It’s just arbitrary!” He cried.

“What if it was a submarine?” I suggested. His outburst of laughter assured me that I had invented something worth exploring. That was 15 years ago when we were fresh faced and bitter art school grads.

I placed this paining in the drive through of a defunct bank and put out the social media scavenger call. It was adopted by a local shy character.

I hope it warms her home. This painting is not only my first reverse onto plastic painting, but it’s also the first non-sketch image of my favourite submarine skipper. I wonder how he will evolve from this collector’s item, proto-state.

I just finished two pages of his comic epic. Here they are, I wrote them immediately after my discussion with my buddy 15 years ago, fueled by bitterness and P.G. Wodehouse.

Comic page featuring a submarine crisis, a missing cook
MS1 is a naval rank that means Mess Management Specialist first class, the head cook.
Page two of a comic featuring ghost subfarer
The angry crewman who appears in two panels was something I added while drawing these pages. It took a decade and a half to conceive his angry response. It’s my favourite part.

More to follow I expect.