Kewpie doll found in El Paso. Nice buns.
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Saturday, September 29, 2007
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Over the years, I've gradually rid myself of all the obsolete cassette tapes I once owned in favor of CDs and my iPod. While unpacking (still) from my move from DC to Las Cruces, NM, a month ago, I came across a sole survivor I didn't know I still had. It's a mix tape my then-girlfriend Caroline made for me in 1989, with a lovely customized insert. I listened to it for the first time in over 15 years and—wow!—what a poignant time capsule! Thanks again, Caroline!
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Yesterday, just outside of Ellicott, Colorado, I discovered an enormous junkyard that contained no cars, so far as I could tell, from after 1980. Had I more time I would've tried to get permission to explore it, but I did take some photos of the cars along the perimeter, including this rare (in the U.S., anyway) Simca.
Friday, September 14, 2007
Thursday, September 13, 2007
"Cause I'm lost, that's why!" she would reply if she could. This adorable Bassett Hound came into my life yesterday afternoon as I was taking the garbage out. Very sweet and friendly, she had no tags. After about 30 minutes with me, during which she drank about a half-gallon of water and ate two cans of cat food, I gave her up to the kind animal control officer, who doubted very much that they would have any trouble either finding her human or getting her adopted. I named her Lucy. Recovered on Davis Ave. in Las Cruces, NM.
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
One of my favorite finds, these tiny forks (3 inches long) were made circa 1850 by Baltimorean Andrew Ellicott Warner and is near sterling purity. One has a wonderful little engraving of an elk on it; the other three have a lion holding a star. Recovered in Washington, DC.
Monday, September 10, 2007
I recently undertook a serious campaign to start painting full-time again. Therefore I'm happy to offer these slightly older works for sale (I needed something on the walls in the meantime).
The top painting is called "Virgie" and is mixed media and 24" x 18". The second is "Binky's in Film", mixed media, and 28" x 22". Prices on request. (email chris[at]goodwinart.com) I hope to have more and newer stuff up soon.
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
Not according to me, but according to a student in a women's studies class my friend teaches in Maryland. On the first day she asks her students to draw a picture of what they think a feminist looks like. It's true, though—most feminists I know are bearded ladies.
Sunday, September 02, 2007
I love motels. On my recent drive from DC to New Mexico, I stayed in many motels. In 2004, a girlfriend and I drove from DC to California and back and spent many nights in all manner of motels, from pristine enterprises to the sorts of rooms where the fear of catching clostridium difficile from the toilet is not entirely unwarranted. One thing that was common among almost all of the motels, though, was the faint (and often not so faint) smell of curry that hung in the air and clung to the bed clothes. For almost all of the motels were run by Indians.
After seeing the above motel sign in Las Cruces—and having seen many like it before—it finally occurred to me to look into this phenomenon. I came across this BBC article, which does raise the issue of the "American-owned" signage that's been popping up. My trouble has been figuring out whether such signs are no different from "Buy American" bumper stickers—and I have no objection to those—or if they betray and appeal to some racism. As with many things, it's almost certainly a mixture of both.