Headache medicine

106 Place, acrylic on panel, 30" x 24", 2012

I finished this recent addition to my place series and sent it off to Greg Lundgren to install at The Hideout (my other work there sold - I always like having at least one piece up at the Hideout - if you don't know Greg curates a ton of local artists on the walls of this art bar, and they make a fine martini too)  I wrote some time ago in these pages about giving up on my place series, focusing on new work, more representational and having the abstract work go in other directions....

....well, I am doing those things, for certain, however, I've also come back around to playing with some of these older ideas.  I'm not entirely sure why, in part, I just have more images in this series to explore...in other ways, it has more to do with the process and with my migraine symptoms.  In all honestly, it is a bit easier to go with what I know while I struggle with these recent health concerns.  Working on paintings like this one, can be more relaxing as I have a stronger sense of what I can do with it, what I will do...it's not as much of a struggle and fight on the panel, it's more of a groove, I can lose myself easier, with out the headache(s). 

And hell, I'm still enjoying them. 

Liam and the Wolves

It's no secret that Never Cry Wolf is one of my favorite films from my childhood, perhaps due to my love of Alaska (lived there in 1st/2nd grade), and certainly due to my love of dogs, huskies, and certainly wolves, but also because it is an accurate portrayal of what the mysterious wolf is really like...the whole film's purpose and story centers around a scientific study of wolves in the wild, proving that they are not ferocious killers of man (Just look at this list on wikipedia, granted, very incomplete, to see a list of fatal wolf attacks form the 2000's; most which are attributed to rabies, to get a sense of how few attacks there are) but healthy predators, vital to so many ecosystems, and that much of their diet is made up of small rodents and such.  In any case it's a great movie and very honest, and quite sad too...

Then we have Liam Neeson's latest action thriller, The Grey, which came out earlier this year and I caught on DVD last night...one of the WORST MOVIES I HAVE EVER SEEN.  Okay, I wasn't expecting much, not at all...I guess I was hoping for The Edge meets Taken, with Liam kicking the ass of man and wolf alike.   What I got was a movie that was slow, prodding, pick-em-off one-by-one, cold flat blizzard walk in the snow full of completely wrong wolf behavior that even a child would not believe.

 Let me count the ways in which this movie is just plain terrible:

-Firstly, after the plane crashes, the Liam keeps saying that to survive, they have to build a fire (okay makes sense) and that they have to get food.  I mean they have been crashed for a couple hours, and food is the #1 priority?  I'm pretty sure that most people can go weeks w/out eating, no one wants to, and yes, you need energy, especially when it's cold, but this food thing keeps being brought up.  WE HAVE TO FIND FOOD!  It has been a whole day, we are all going to starve to death tomorrow if we don't eat!  The only thing they end up eating over these 3 days is one wolf.  The only one they actually kill.

-One weapon they create is to tape shotgun shells on the end of sticks, a "boom stick".  Okay, maybe that could theoretically work..but they only use it once (on that one wolf they manage to kill) after like 10 minutes of discussion around a fire if it's a good idea in the first place.

-Wolves don't hunt humans.  Really, they don't.  Attacks and kills are usually a result of rabies, or a cornered animal, etc.  Wolves will flee their own kill if a human approaches.  Liam keeps saying that if they are near the wolf den - then the wolves will be aggressive and attack them.  Probably true, if there are pups there, but the plane crashed in the middle of a huge flat plain, not exactly prime wolf den territory, and wolves wouldn't give birth till early spring, but it's clearly the dead of winter.

-speaking of dens.  Wolf packs don't all have one den, the mother wolf will have a den, and the mating pair will hang out around it, but the pack roams, not always staying together.

-speaking of packs, Liam's concept of the Alpha wolf and the Omega wolf leave something to be desired - an Omega wolf is a male that is ostracised from the pack, is my understanding, that has to go make it on it's own.  It's not the bitch wolf that the pack sends into the middle of a camp of humans to sacrifice itself and test how strong the humans are, as described in the movie.

Then we have the plot and characters of the film...

-Firstly, do we need 17 flashbacks of the very same I'm loving my wife in bed but she is taken away from me, scene?  Barf.

-the only black character is overweight and he dies of altitude sickness, and then exposure, except that they didn't crash in the middle of the Andes, they are in the timber line of central Alaska, where at most, it might be a few thousand feet.  Certainly the blizzard could kill one, though.

-they create a "rope" line out of tied together sweatshirts to cross a raging river.

-they are never seen boiling snow for drinking water, or drinking water of any kind, which would be the #1 survival problem in this situation.

-Only 7 survive the flight, and every one of them is killed by these wolves, who follow them for what appears to be a good 50 mile slog....basically it's just a sad, boring cold death walk.  Not exactly the action romp one is seeking with a Liam Neeson flick.

-Oh and speaking of what could have been a great romp....the trailer's best scene for this movie is when Liam Neeson tapes broken bottles to his hands to clearly fight a fucking wolf...it's the only thing that looked baddass about the movie, and really the sole reason I put it in my queue but guess what...

THIS IS THE LAST SHOT OF THE FILM!  

It fades to black right after we see him tape up his hands this way.  We do NOT GET TO SEE THIS EPIC BATTLE.  FUCK THAT SHIT.   Presumably he dies, and thus the wolfs win.  But the whole point of this movie was to see Liam wrestle and kick wolf ass with those broken bottles taped to his hands and we are denied this simple pleasure.

I think I figure it out though -  this story was missing the prelude, when we learn that the gov't had been experimenting on wolves in central Alaska to breed killer wolf assassins. 

Perhaps all will be revealed in The Grey 2 where it turns out that Liam kills the Alpha wolf, and then becomes leader of the pack, and they go on a murderous rampage killing all the gov't agents who did the genetic testing on these wolves, and also rescue Liam's daughter in the process.

The Grey 1 Molo
Never Cry Wolf (1983) 4 Molos

Alien vs Whimsy

I somehow managed to drag myself to the theater twice this weekend, for the highly anticipated Prometheus, and less than highly anticipated Moonrise Kingdom. 

Before we discuss these films, let me warn you, there will be a some spoilers here, so let me say this...if you are at all interested in seeing them, I think they are definitely BOTH worth seeing in the theater.  Then again, I'm of the opinion that any visually striking film is worth seeing in the theater, if you can afford the $15.

So where to start?  At the beginning?  When the ripped bald guy visited Iceland and dissolves himself into a bunch of DNA to kick start evolution?  Ummm....I'm not going to bother trying to explain the plot of Prometheus, it's best explained here....  We all know, going into this movie, that it's not going to be a happy romp on an alien planet where the visitors find exactly what they have been looking for and everyone had a gay ole time...so the film is going to rely upon strong characters, reasonable premise, and a visually striking world.  For the first hour, I'd say it at least gets the visually striking world thing right, and those other two points, are fair enough....then, the whole thing goes to pot.  I'm not sure what happened, is there a missing reel somewhere?  Did the studio executives chop the thing up like mad fools?  Was Ridley on crack at some point?  It's like there's Chapter 1, then Chapter 3...but what happened to Chapter 2? 
       Look, here's the thing....the movie is totally absurd...you are with it for a while, and then it's just gone...none of the characters you want to see get developed get more than a few lines, some of them even barley that.  Some characters are complete throwaways and there are mad inconsistencies all over the place.  I could tear this thing to pieces, but let me tell you all this -

This is one of those movies that you almost have to see just so you can talk about how absurd it is.  And, at the same time, it's filled with such artful shots that you almost want to forgive the sloppy story, and absurd plot.  So, in short, 2.5 Molos



Now, we have Wes Anderson's latest opus in whimsical delight of dark adorableness, Moonrise Kingdom.

This photo is probably the least cute I could have chosen from the interwebs, but it does show the narrator, that guy from Alias!  (and Waiting for Guffman, etc...)  I forget his name, but he's good.  In any case, I had my reservations about seeing this, after all, Wes lost me at some point way back during The Life Aquatic, when things just became toooo Wes Anderson.  He started to almost be parodying himself.  Cute and Whimsy, sets and style seemed to become far more important than plot and actual human characters that we could believe in, and while fun to look at, those last few movies didn't do much.  They had not the greatness of Rushmore.

So we come to Moonrise Kingdom and find Wes again, being oh so Wes, and you know what?  It works this time.  It's no Royal Tenebaums or Rushmore, but Moonrise Kingdom is a sweet, lovely, interesting little flick that only a more cynical man than myself wouldn't enjoy (if such a man exists).  Again, we have movie stars in quirky, offbeat roles (Ed Norton, Harvey Keitel, Frances McDormand) but they all fit in.  There is certainly that silly novelty of it all, but it's more sincere this time.  Maybe it's the use of brand new child actors that pulls the thing off (my understanding is that neither of them are trained actors at all) or maybe it's just the simpleness of the plot (2 misunderstood kids run away together)...but damn, it works this time.  It feels more sincere, like Wes got his sincerity back.  Or maybe Roman Coppola did, his co-author.  In any case, I've talked a lot about this movie but not said a damn thing.  Except that I liked it.  3.5 Molos. 

21 Drawings to fight cancer

So, as most of you know, I made a promise recently to give a piece of art to anyone who donated to the American Cancer Society in my name, all as part of this big Relay for Life event, which my gracious sister has been very involved with, in our hometown of Lake Stevens, WA.  (I have done many paintings loosely about Lake Stevens, including this one here)  We started getting really involved with this great fundraiser after my mother was diagnosed with breast cancer a couple years ago (she's doing great, by the way!)

But I'm not writing here to bore you or ask you for donations, especially as I have mentioned, many of you have already been asked, and many have given, THANK YOU, and all that.  And many gave last year too!  I'm here to talk about these drawings, and show you a bunch of snap shots of the work I've been doing.

I gave this promise around the time I did the piece, Feldspar, which, essentially is a magenta version of Devil's Tower, which has been on my brain ("This means something") ever since I saw it while at that residency in Wyoming.  And the piece has been a big hit, several folks asking for it...so I figured I could use it to lure in some donations, oh wait, I'm not supposed to say that.  Well, I didn't promise folks this drawing, I said I'd do a drawing, a serious work, and perhaps it would be along those lines....the point I'm slowly getting to, is that I did, and am doing some versions of this piece, for the drawings, but I certainly can't do 21 versions of the same thing.  And 21 I have to do, thanks to all the generous folks out there!  4-5, maybe, but what about the rest?

But that's the beauty of this project - folks donated with little expectations about what sort of drawing they might receive, and now I have the opportunity to really push some of the ideas I've been working...ideas like what I did for LxWxH , but also it gave me a chance to build upon the skills I've been working on ever since I really dove into the use of gouache in Wyoming.  It's a forced exploration - you see.

The thing is, when I got back to working full time, and I have all these ideas for serious art projects, projects that you know will take time and resources, it becomes so much more difficult to just freely explore and experiment with materials and ideas.  To be loose.  But taking on this commitment has given me the chance to really delve into some just loose, fun drawings...well, paintings really.  I'm very much enjoying it, even while some of my larger ideas are still warming on the back burners.

In any case, thanks for reading this long winded into to some snapshots of these new works...without further adieu....

  remember, these are just loose snapshots, I didn't even set up any lighting...so forgive shadows and blurry shots and such.

This piece started by tracing 2 sand dollars while on I was on holiday in Moclips...

It rained MOLORAZZI - Pioneer Square Art Walk-May 2012

It occurs to me that it doesn't really feel like a Pioneer Square art walk anymore, sure there are still good spaces in what is actually Pioneer Square (Lawrimore, Davidson, and J Harris)  but all the other galleries are really east of the Square now, I mean surely the TK building isn't in Pioneer Square...but it's not quite in the ID too...any who, WHO CARES!

Maybe I'm just thinking about this as spaces like Cullom Gallery and Prole Drift draw more and more folks further East.  Plus with all the artists now filling up the INS building, and if they continue to be open each art walk like they were tonight - they may well replace the hole left behind by the demise of 619 Western.

Any who, it doesn't really matter, this is a MOLORAZZI post and you know what that means - time for awkward photos of art and artists from some of the shows I saw tonight:

 

I had no idea that Evan Blackwell had new work opening tonight, at Foster/White - the gallery that all the haters like to hate on...but the thing is, there's a lot of good stuff at the F/W - especially when they are showing artists like Evan, who explore materials in very challenging ways - this ain't your dad's Foster/White

 More work by Evan - in porcelain

 

And Mr Blackwell himself, in a perfectly awkward Molorazzi pose!  

 Speaking of perfectly awkward Molorazzi poses...here's esteemed artist Curt...let's just leave it at Curt...at Greg Kucera

 2 shots of the group show centering around gay themed art (and artists) which ties into the highly acclaimed show currently up at Tacoma Art Museum:  Hide/Seek.  This is also at Greg Kucera

 A quick and ugly shot of Eirik Johnson's work at G. Gibson.  His pictures draw you in, these abandoned mushroom camps and other structures ave very intriguing  - it reminds me of the work of that famous photographer couple...what the hell is their name...ah, the Bechers, thank you interwebs.  

 Robert Yoder being a good sport and smiling for the Molorazzi at his very handsome solo show at Platform Gallery. 

 There were several groups of paintings installed with such an elegant balance - not that you can tell from this awkward photo (which captures the backside of artist Robert Hardgrave) 

 

Erin Shafkind's piece in the middle of Text Editor, at SOIL.  [revised ] This shot is a rare moment when the crowd was open - most of the time I was there it was so crowded that some patrons stepped right on the piece before even knowing it was there - which created this weird feeling...were you supposed to step on it or not?  No one was telling anyone not to....because of that it sure seemed like it was intended to be walked on....but...the sound it would make sent shivers of pain through my Museum Security Guard body.  

 Artist Erin Frost and curator Sierra 

Stinson, also at SOIL

 Artists Shaun Kardinal, Joey Veltkamp, and Curtis Erlinger (oh crap, now I gave away his name) in close up profile, does it get any more Molorazzi than this?

 

Curator of Text Editor, Sharon Arnold, adjusting a work by Amanda Manitach

 On the left we have Erin Shafkind (on right) and friends; on the right we have Jessie Higman, Jana Brevick, and friends in Jana's backspace show, Moving Target, also at SOIL. 

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 The crowd at SOIL, with many famous artists mingling.  Also, nice job SOIL in renovating your space, it's way better with this lay out.  Very smart change. 

 

I don't know what this was about

 

 Nice mixed media layered pieces at Core Gallery by Aaliyah Gupta - acrylic on duralar, which seems to be overhead plastic, or something like that.  Is the use of transparency becoming a trend?

 Outside of Prole Drift looking in at Buddy Bunting's pretty jail painting

A large print hanging piece at Cullom Gallery for Brian Lane's curate Texture of Being

The Electric Beef

There is a Tennessee-based online art newsletter (people seem to hate the word blog these days) called The Electric Beef that has featured my work in a post on this very day!  Check it out:  http://www.theelectricbeef.com/post/21325570644/ryanmolenkamp


Also, these gouache on paper pieces, some of the works I did at Jentel,  will be part of the May issue of LxWxH, you can buy an issue online now!  

  

And here's another painting form my new series:

Extremely Brief Molorazzi Photos: Capitol Hill Art Walk: BLITZ: April 2012

With limited time last night I headed out to see a few of the openings on the hill with Portland artist Kelly Neidig in tow and snapped a few quick shots before my camera battery died.  Here's what I got:

 Portland checking in on Seattle at Gallery 206

 Cait Willis with her first big solo show, Mono No Aware,  since her accident last year -  a very lovely and interesting batch of "glitch" paintings at Ghost Gallery. 

 More work by Cait at Ghost, as well as some prints by Chris Sheridan on the coffee table. 

 Kimberly Trowbridge entertains some guests at her show at the brand new Blindfold Gallery

 Maybe I should take all my pics from this angle....Shaun Kardinal's exhibition, Connotations, at Joe Bar was a big hit. 

one of Shaun's lovely geometric string works. 

I also swung by stencil artist Greg Boudreau's studio and Vermillion had some crazy installation piece that involved the guys from Free Sheep that was pretty insane, didn't get a chance to really check it out yet...

And that was it for the Molorazzi this time, hardly any awkward photos, sorry to disappoint!

Arts Writing in Seattle

I'm not really posting so much about this subject right now, but it is something that has been discussed of late, in the community and I wanted to share 2 things on the subject, for those of you who come to Molo's Sketchbook to fine general writing about art -

First, Sharon Arnold has compiled a nice list of blogs/etc about local arts writing on her blog, Dimensions Variable

And Second, Sharon Butler, an artist/writer who currently is part of an excellent show at Season gallery, is hosting a panel discussion on the subject of DIY Arts Writing, at Cornish, on April 20th.  Facebook event post here. 


I'm hoping to make the talk and see what all the fuss is about. 

Jentel Recap

Well, I'm home now, back in "the real world" aka the world in which I don't get to make art all day, otherwise known as the world in which I make a living and such.  The grey world and the green world.  You know i had not spent 5 weeks outside of Washington since way back in the 2nd grade, when I lived in Alaska.  2 weeks has been the max vacation time, and even that was rare.  Perhaps this is why when I was driving back - well driving to Portland for a couple days before returning home, that I was struck so hard by the sudden greenness  - when you are driving along the Columbia in OR, there's this moment, when all of a sudden, everything is green.  Super green.  Quite a contrast from the variations of brown/gold/red I was coming from.  Not to mention the blanket of white.  In any case, perhaps the colors of Wyoming will be what I really take away from Jentel...those yellow browns...the raw sienna, the white of snow, and the mud.  The reds. 

But no, what I really took away from Jentel, more than anything, was a strong desire to make art for a living - w/out a day job.  Pipe dreams?  Perhaps. Sure sure I have always wanted to do this, but having this opportunity, at the age of 35, to spend every day just making work, with little to know other worries, was so fucking great.  Why can't I do that forever?  I mean other than, well, my bills, my health insurance, the lifestyle I'm accustomed to - maybe if I didn't have to live like a baller I could pull this off.  But how can I give up my bentley and caviar habit?  No artist should be asked to sacrifice such things.

Really, though, Jentel was so great.  The whole place, the staff, the other residents, the experience...I shall not forget what that was like, ever.  For those of you wondering if living in Wyoming cured my migraineous/sinus issues - the answer is no, but living in such a nice, quiet space with such freedom did allow me to control how much noise, stimulus and stress entered my life, and that definitely allowed me to feel somewhat better.  But no, I'm not allergic to Seattle, or to work.  At least not physically. 

In any case, no one wants to read a blog, y'all want pictures!  So here's the last batch for Molo's Sketchbook.  I hope you all have had a great few weeks.

I gave my fellow residents (all 5, not just Erika and Joe)  something to remember me by

 does this really need a caption?

 the herd was not amused

 post holing 

 spring thaw at Jentel

 untitled (jentel 9) gouache and ink on paper, 2012

 untitled (jentel 6) gouache and ink on paper, 2012

untitled (jentel 24) gouache and ink on paper, 2012

 untitled (jentel 23) gouache and ink on paper, 2012

untitled (jentel  13) gouache and ink on paper, 2012