Bauhaus, Porsche, chrome grills, and clouds
Last Friday I read about a Herbert Bayer show here in Santa Fe. All you design nerds know who he is I'm sure, but for those of you who don't, he was one of the geniuses behind the Bauhaus era. Hes was famous for his poster and typeface design, and for his minimalist style. Josie and I hauled-ass to the gallery for a look.
Here are some posters (I wish I had one).
I know, I need a better camera.
But then I would not be so slick being pure paparazzi.
In addition to his design, he was a printmaker, painter, sculptor, and all around bad-ass.
I was moved by his silkscreens. I had no idea these existed. Oh, they were for sale too.
The colors are so crispy, crunchy, and flawlessly executed.
An enormous painting. I found his paintings the most interesting because, in my opinion, they were a sneak-peek into his mind and his subconscious. Like a blueprint to create his geometric shapes and vibrant color palettes.
I was intrigued by these organic looking prints because they contrasted a great deal with the work I relate him to. Again, I need a better camera. There were a ton of these "waves" pieces, some just plain brush and ink, prints, and pencil drawings.
This was one of my favorite prints. It reminded me of a pixelated flower.
The green and red Space Invader looking prints were Josie's favorites.
I wanted to buy the bottom middle one (in my dreams).
I've been a big fan of Bayer since I started studying design in school, but
now I am a super-fan after seeing his prints. I mean, back when he was creating posters and typefaces that shit was hands-on! They didn't have computers. He died in 1985, and its almost as if his prints were hinting to the digital future. Rad.
Last one. I got so close to this one that I could lick it. The lines were touching but not overlapping. A true master silkscreen god. Thanks Mr. Bayer.
The next day I was in Burque helping out with the family restaurant.
The clouds and mountain were beautiful that day.
I got to ride in the Porsche with Father Funk. It was awesome.
The cliché mirror pic.
Back in Santa Fe on Monday (Memorial Day) Josie was in school, unfortunately,
so I took a stroll to the Plaza and found myself in the middle of a car show.
Not like I like cars or anything. The clouds were still playful and the old school NM flags were out.
Chrome. I love chrome. The theme of this show was cars from the 30's, 40's and 50's.
And they all belonged to local old timers. This is an old Buick.
A classic Bel Air?
Stumped. But I would love to roll this with some Locs on.
White GMC pick-up with the sick hood.
Jag roadster.
Vintage Land Rover (this one is for you Los and Liz).
'34 Hupp? This was the best paint job.
My favorite. I've never seen this grill piece before.
It has the fat-ass slick tires on it too! Stumped on what it is.
Stumped again.
The oldest whip in the show. Chrome-less. I think it is a 1920's Ford.
Back to the Jag. This green thing was as slippery as an eel, man.
Here are the fat wheels on the red pick up. Bad-ass fenders - check.
Bad-ass NM license plate - check.
I don't know if you can see it, but the blue truck's spare tire has a Speedy Gonzales
cover on it that says Andale, Andale!
I end this blog with this shot. The lines on this car were marvelous and that back window - woooo! This is the tail of the old Buick with the original license plate adorned with some American flags. I hope everyone had a great Memorial Day.
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