March 9th, 7PM at Fountain: Fab 5 Freddy dj’s. Seanna Sharpe will be dangling from the rafters. The ArtLiars will be giving an extremely important curatorial talk. Stay focused.
(image: Dean Dempsey on the lens and Nic Rad on the remix)
RAD
I'm Nic*Rad. I make art. You can see that over at my website
This here is a tumblr where we do it casually, emphatically, and just about all of the time.
I share quick updates pertaining to my work and my life, as well as inspiring things that others have made.
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you’d hardly know from the tenor of this head shot that just off camera to the right I am working on a painting titled ‘potato mcqueen.’
self portrait thinking about: taxes, psychological effects of the tumblr radar on creative output/personal selfworth, neck face, that moca street art show in la, i’m hungry
Metropolitan Ave. Always dramatic.
On a particularly bleak day in my pursuit of an MFA (Mother Fucking Artist!) I asked a rather established, uh, conceptual sculptor? if despite all his success he ever felt despondent. ”That’s a bullshit question. You are asking me if it is okay to feel sorry for yourself.”
Advice for the young creative: when novelty fails try vanity.
Navo behind the lens again and me in front.
GPOYWW (gratuitous picture of yourself warhol wednesday)
Yo Dallesandro
snap
talkin about talkin.
marcus’ travelouges are pretty exceptional.
also in this case it’s about me. which certainly holds my interest.
but please check out some of his other writings which mix the visual arts, craft, architecture, and a killer eye for his own photo illustrations, surveyed against the political and social climate: http://sustainablefeast.tumblr.com/post/560803233/ezln
in the middle of his piece there is a nice picture of me looking like a lunatic huckster, which is one of the more accurate visualizations of my place in this project. enjoyed.
Nic*Rad speaks at the Rare Gallery where his project People Matter is on display (MFB)
NEW YORK – On my way to MOMA to see Marina Abromović, the grandmother of performance art, a signal dispatches from cyberspace to outer space to my right denim pocket. My mobile vibrates. An sms alerts that I received a direct message from digital, social media artist and friend An Xiao. She tweets:
“Are you in town? Text me: XXX-XXX-XXXX. Few parties tonight if you’re free.”
GPOYW…
March has been fun. Stayed up for 72 hours to write the Celebritist Manifesto, died for a day, then set in on figuring out how to make projections look interesting in various venues, meanwhile emailing the entire internet because I fell in love with it, getting ready for City Winery then SXSW Austin Texas, and finishing work for my solo show to open on april 3rd… and just about everyone I know is busier / more productive / better at parlor tricks than I am. Damn this city. Yer killin me but I just can’t quit ye.
here’s me with jessica coen and fareed zakaria
i’ll be giving them away soon.
(quite possibly an innuendo)
Byhoff and I. Contemplative… Are you drinking a Stella yet?
Diana Levine takes really nice pictures. In this case, I appear intensely complicit in the marketing of Stella Artois.
That said, I do enjoy the product. Smooth. Clean finish.
It was free. Should I disclose this?
It’s saturday night and I’m bloggin’ photos of my self partying. Lifestyle is a slower form of time shifting.
Photo by Violet Shuraka of myself, Heather Morgan, and Zachary Adam Cohen… mugging at the Gawker NSFW part where Heather was showing her randy paintings.
We meet again; Heather showed with my old roomate Ben Ward.
Ben paints civil war zombies. On the real. Uses phosphorescent paint now. What more can I say? Viscous.
There’s a lot of effort in his semi serious, contextually loaded, finely crafted zombie jokes. I drove with this cat to a dry wedding in Madison Alabama, greenhillside rolling towards the gorgeous limits of the picaresque. We ended up at a Hootie and the Blowfish concert.
I made an engagement ring out of paper and gave it to some pretty girl who kept the joke running long enough that I dissolved in a butterfly sneeze. Everything was weird.
If you’re thinking of taking a life drawing class in Savannah, GA— sign up for professor Ward. He’s a dude. Dude’s a dude. Dude can draw. But apparently dude doesn’t put his shit on the internet very often. Dude?
He’s married these days with a respectable job and is a high quality citizen. Plus he makes art. DiffiCULT. I like the man is what I’m saying.
Alright, fuck. I’m done with this tone. This post was guest written by an intellectually frustrated version of myself. I hated it, but it’s over now.
I love you all. I will do better next time- I swear it.
GPOYW: …
thinking of starting Art Fight Club.
but instead of fighting we will do really passive aggressive things like insult each other’s business models, preferred blogs, incomplete knowledge of the universe.
who’s in?
gratuitous!
