Orson Whales
1 year ago
This is more or less a birthday gift to myself. I've been drawing it on every page of Moby Dick (using two books to get both sides of each page) for months. The soundtrack is built from searching "moby dick" on You Tube (I was looking for Orson's Preacher from the the John Huston film), I couldn't find the preacher, but did find tons of Led Zep and drummers doing Bonzo and a little Orson reading from the Novel for a failed Italian T.V. film...... makes for a nice Melville in the end.
Cinqo de Mayo I turn Forty. Ahhhhhhh the French Champagne.
web.futureofthebook.org/itinplace/archives/2007/05/moby_welles.html
looks better on the download.
now in HD
vimeo.com/604918/
Cinqo de Mayo I turn Forty. Ahhhhhhh the French Champagne.
web.futureofthebook.org/itinplace/archives/2007/05/moby_welles.html
looks better on the download.
now in HD
vimeo.com/604918/






Newer
Newer
you can read the pages as they flip by.
who next?
Pynchon?
Faulkner?
I say Hemmingway.... tells the story of Jackson Pollock.
Pynchon would be an interesting challenge. Looking forward to whatever you decide.
Though gravity's rainbow animated wuld be a nice challenge
"Against the Day" Just ordered it.
no wait, you are supposed to read moby dick, or at least see the Huston film with Orson as Preacher and Peck as Ahab.
to be said as M. X. in redunculous Freaaaaaanch Aaaaaaaccccccceeeeeeeent.
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ratulla
tions.
Happ
y birth...
There are also times when you simply do not have a choice and must carry on until the thing is done with you.
My favorite video this week.
gawddamnawesome
ps. I like the ending where you drew a man walking and then you showed the film of the walking guy after.
A citizen
In this Kase Citizen Kane
Oh I could drink a case of you and still be on my feet says Prince (no other name needed and really there hasn't been black musical royalty since the Duke of Ellington, or the Count off Basie, or was the last Barron Von Mingus of Swiss Africa...?
if I was Imus, I'd call him Swigger, the Swiss Nigger, but that name is taken by me:
Given by Jean MIchelle Basquiat factotum from L.A. and Gogo gallery (job to sweep up the weed and cocaine when company was coming to buy work and also take the armani and Agnes B. suits to the cleaners before the paint dried on them... JMB died at 28... and did more work in that short time than most poor dumb bastards do in a lifetime.... but let's face it:
in the ring with Picasso (like KImbo street fight)... Picasso kicked his asss... me I'd rather live to 90 and paint and paint and still get to see pretty girls (looking like a short old troll)... mean to quote a Rich man:
Nobody ever called Pablos Picasso and Asshole
not in New York.
Not like ME
but I digress
no sleep in brooklyn
so musical.... even hammered.
great, congratulations!!!
This is an eloquent gift you have given us to celebrate.
Thanks Alex.
or is that a moth.
hell I love moths...even if they eat my wool sweaters.
I simply adore this work you've produced. I can't explain why nor can I describe to another person what you've done. You've created a wonderful experience -- and that's the rub. It can't be described, it must be experienced.
Bravo.
from my low rez hero.
had only a little of that , but a nice sparkly Vouvray from the Loire valley... tasted as good as a Chateau.
archive here:
web.futureofthebook.org/itinplace/
be careful with addiction
I mean we are all addicted to food, but food is what killed ORSON whales and Oil is what could kill the Western World... not that I am in favor of westitude, bu also now the fucking chinese.
I met a dude ounce who fought in Korea at Chosin Resevoir and all he would do was sweep the floors of the sutio building and then retire to the colony bar for Schaffer beer and irish pizza and say:
"The fucking Chinese... they kept coming and we kept shooting them and they kept dying , but we couldn't shoot them fast enough with a Browning machine gun.... I mean they were piling up around my baby like chord wood...
you just can't kill all the chinese that these fuckers throw at you and so you keep your finger on the trigger of the gun and the barrell burns out it riffle and the tracer bullets roll out and glow on the snow and the yellow green dead flesh of the chinese....
I will not speek to you of the red... it was so red it was black.
Happy Belated Birthday!
Thanks for your fucking great words.
What a great little film! Think it's all been said here already so won't burden it with repetition. Good to see/hear people discussing Pynchon, too. My favourite is probably V, and then a toss up between Gravity's Rainbow and Vineland. Got the first couple of hundred pages of Against The Day under my belt and heading off into the rest.
Happy belated Birthday. For my 40th (just over two years ago) I got married.
All the best,
Mark
LOL
fucking trying too hard to be a rebel if you want my opinion, but I'm fucking forty so what do I know?
Rebellion is for middle-class fuckers who need Mommy/Daddy's attention. The real party is elsewhere.
I quite like being 40plus.
I know he saw my show of Standing Under Media and my Joyce shit and then did Gravity and got into Whitney Biennial... so search Whitney Biennial
It's a sort of cartoon anime style that I find sort of precocious and facile, but hell: I'm bitter.
Will look it up as suggested, and also your Standing Under Media, which is a pretty good title and funny so you can't be that bitter. I'm a big fan of reversal having been brought up a strict situationist.
lebowski is the dude
nuff said
Found the kid, Zak Smith. Whilst looking found that there is also an edition illustrated by Frank Miller (300, Sin City). So why not something from Alex Itin? There are Tenniel, Rackham, and Svankmajer Alice's after all.
still a great first line though