Man o’ man! I been working my tailgate off since I got to Miami. November is a big month here due to Art Basel. Just about everyone has art fever. Lulu & G are right in the middle of the action. Last minute and renegade as usual! That’s what they do best. I seen them work their magic in the past. Heck – once in Newfoundland they transformed a stripped down abandoned building full of pigeon poop (pardon my language) into an art event so powerful they had people weepin’! Cryin’ about how they remembered goin’ to their grandma’s every summer and the sheets dryin’ on the line and such! Don’t get me wrong – there was laughing too - human beings have all kinds of emotions bottled up inside them. All’s I’m sayin’ is they put on quite a show, not the kind where you look at the stuff on the white walls and screw up your face and your brain goes into a knot trying to figure it all out. And they do it all on the fly. Well, that makes it sound easy but it’s hard work. G and me started work at 5 am this morning! We own the road then! Anyway this art event is called ‘Baked’ and there’s over a dozen artists contributing. If you’re in Miami you should go. I hear they’re givin’ away free cupcakes too. Food for the soul and you can munch on somethin’ too! Just keep scrollin' down to get all the info. Phew! There’s G now – comin’ my way with a huge metal structure. Back to work – until the next time….
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G Changing a Tire
You might think that because G took me on, that somehow he’s the boss. But the team of Markus & Genova (that’s Lulu & G to me) ain’t nothin’ without yours truly. Every once in a while I’ll break down on purpose just to remind them who the real boss is. You know how these artists types can get – all uppity about how what they’re doin’ is such important work. Ha! Funny thing though, neither G nor Lulu get upset when there’s a problem. They treat it like it’s some kind of holiday. Take today for instance, when Hiho Silver lost his tire on the highway in rush hour traffic near Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. G was as cool as a gallon of Prestone anti-freeze as we hurtled, scraping steal, to the shoulder. The load - paintings, boxes of tools and studio equipment, architectural artefacts, a semi-circular industrial steel sink, a model, 2 bicycles, all strapped in within an inch of it’s life - stayed intact. We had to stay in Harrisburg for 2 days for repairs. Lulu was delighted ‘cause she got to draw the bridges over the Susquehanna River.
Generally speaking we seem to cause quite a ruckus on the road. Yesterday in the state of New York, a station wagon of young men, (Lulu said they were Hassidic Jews) snapped a photo of us as they flew by with a thumbs up. But it isn’t just because I’m an ole timer still hittin’ the trail that causes all this ruckus. It’s how I’m tricked out – it’s not normal. I’m a ’65 Chevy truck with customized gear – whether we’re goin’ cross country caravan style with Steely the stainless steel trailer or, strapped into my steel peg board flanks, it’s just me and G goin’ off to paint the town electric blue.
I'm All Tricked Out!
Some of the ruckus is what I call ‘mock-us’. People makin’ fun of us. Why we were even called The Clampetts on Facebook. I don’t know why they call us that. It’s not like we got some secret oil oozin’ hole in the ground somewhere. Shoot, I’m the reason the Clampetts moved to Beverly in the first place and I don’t think they liked it there much either.
Some folks seem downright angry when they see me. Lulu says they’ve just forgotten how to use their imaginations. Well, folks can say what they want. I got me some fancy gear and I travel to places like California, Miami and Newfoundland AND I’m part of a really cool crew! We’re a band of art & architecture gypsies that travel the continent spreading imagination seeds. When you see me on the road give me a thumbs up!