Trinosaurs installed at Flag Stop 2011

Mommy and baby Trinosaurs are in for the Flag Stop event at Torrance, CA.

FLAG STOP is a new, alternative contemporary art event featuring shows by 50 exhibitors around the world, including Howard Fox, Emeritus Curator of Contemporary Art, LACMA; Scott Canty, Director/Curator of the Los Angeles Municipal Art Gallery; Lily Siegel, Curatorial Assistant at Moca, Los Angeles and many more noted galleries and curators.

 

DATES:Friday, September 2 - VIP Reception 6-9pm ( I will attend the Reception as well as live sculpting in one of the PODs... what is a POD? come and find out!)

Saturday, September 3 - free public admission 12-6pm

Sunday, September 4- free public admission 12-6pm

LOCATION:South Bay Lexus

24777 Crenshaw Blvd., Torrance, CA 90505

 

Visit FLAG STOP's facebook page to sneak preview the art and artists!

My favorite view of the Trinosaurs are their eager behinds:

In such eagerness they follow their mother, towards a world unknown.

The concept of this piece came from my observation that higher social class people have more access to nutrition knowledge while the lower class were left behind regarding the access to fresh and affordable produce as well as knowledge to the ingredients in foods.

A 1992 Finnish report concluded that "Men and women of lower social class follow trends set by upper social classes with a time lag of about ten years." This was in the 90s, as more food deserts looming in the US now, I think the 10 year gap is in no doubt widened to 20 years. Yes, some families still eat like dinosaurs and all that artificial ingredients are doing their job fattening the defend less people.

Not just the refined sugar one should be concerned about (they are now made of GE sugar beets), FD&C Yellow 5 is derived from coal tar. They are the main ingredients in gummi bears. Do you still love gummi bears as much as I do?

a tunnel in progress

Caught a glimpse of the new gummi bear sculpture in progress. My devoted assistant Anna strung countless gummi bears, I'm now in my own endless minutes of tying them onto the armature. Four baby ones are waiting on the assembling line, while two petropods are drying.

It is in an empty time like these when hands are busy but mind is idle that I see stillness.

It is understood that something agreeable is arriving and the expectation is staggering high.

This is the silence before the storm hits. 

It reminds me that I was once a greedy one, like large egos I see everywhere I turn. Politicians are no longer the ones who want to be at the center of our lives. Artists crave to be celebrities more than ever in human histories. Unfortunately the world is a larger puzzle now, meaning each of us plays a smaller role.

Based on the fear of not having, not being, we behave like adrenaline facing death. When the stillness arrives, I ponder, if one will not be famous, will not make a difference in the world, will not make great works defined by others, nor will she make a living, what is she?

That day I came down from a hill just burned by a wildfire, the voice told me, "you may never make it," then, "But that is ok."

"Is it ok?" I ask the perfectionist in me, "what are you?" 

Introducing Be.Bee.

Mr. Be.Bee. maintains 8 hours of work hours per day without lunch or bathroom breaks. His target market is to serve oregano nectar to the colonies. He is polite and grateful for the garden I supplied. He would make a great candidate working in the studio!