Wednesday, August 28, 2013

BUFFALO BROTHERS MAIL ART

"grandpa plays the popeye ge-tar", 3 x 3 inches, acrylic on photopaper.

I got an email from Gary A. Bibb who is putting together a mail art show of guitar themed work, to be shown at Buffalo Brothers Guitars, asking me if I wanted to participate. Of course my first thought went to an old picture of my grandpa and my cousin, Michael. The photo also included me and my brother, but I cropped us out to give it a tighter composition and a more intimate moment for my cousin.

I wish I could go to the Carlsbad guitar store and see the exhibit in person, but Gary is posting the images on the guitar art blog, so I hope you take a look.

I did two iterations, the first square one, which is staying in my collection, and then a second, even tighter, 6 x 4, which is going to Gary.

This is a 1962 ad for the Popeye Ge-Tar from Mattel. It was only $2 an equivalent of about $17 today.

Friday, August 23, 2013

FEAR AT BRADLEY BEACH

"Billy, Harry and Sam, August 1913", 5 x 2.5 inches, acrylic on photopaper.

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

PIZZA PIE

"mangio", 3 x 3 inches, acrylic on photopaper.

Inside this wrapper is my favorite lunch in Phoenix. It's one of Pane Bianco's delicious focaccia slices. To me it's a good old New York style Sicilian slice – yummy and nostalgic.

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

ODE TO DISCONTINUED COOKIES

"why, nabisco, why?" 3.125 x 4.5 inches, acrylic on photopaper.

Since I was a young girl, I have always loved the plain cookies, chocolate was way too busy for me, and besides it got all gooey in my tea. (OK, I admit, I dunk). My favorites are no longer being made, and probably for the better, because I don't recall the ingredients and maybe now I don't want to know. One of those favorites was Nabisco's Royal Lunch milk crackers (I know, I know, it's not actually a cookie).

Do you have a favorite old cookie? 

Monday, August 12, 2013

CARNIVAL'S IN TOWN

"song and dance man", 3 x 3 inches, acrylic on photopaper.

William Rainer Yuma Prisoner 2111

This story makes me feel sad, it really shows the prejudice of the time and place, the first article doesn't even give William Rainer a name. Nor does it indicate if he got to see a doctor, or if anyone even cared about him from the carnival where he worked as a song and dance man. All we get to know in the end is that Mr. Eaton got to go out for a ride with his friends, and Mr. Rainer went to jail.
Early Friday morning, at Globe, Al Eaton, one of the proprietors of the Turf saloon, was shot near the right groin, by a negro belonging to the Dixie Carnival company.

A short time before the shooting the negro had been playing craps in the Turf, and quarreled with young Eaton over two-bits. After some words the negro left the saloon, and returning in a few minutes with a Winchester under his overcoat he advanced into the saloon demanding his money, and receiving no satisfaction, he uncovered his gun and pointed it toward the crowd, at the same time backing toward the door. The barkeeper covered the negro with a six-shooter, and Eaton got up from his seat, and coming to where the barkeeper stood took the six-shooter out of his hand and advanced toward the negro, talking to him and trying to persuade him to drop his gun. The negro continued to back out of the house until he reached the sidewalk, when he fired at Eaton, the shot taking effect as slated. Eaton was not stopped by the shot, but continued to advance upon the negro, and some say fired upon him. When in front of [the] Our House saloon the negro backed into the saloon, and Eaton fell to the sidewalk. Officers Andy Mayes and Bert Pratt were on the scene and arrested the negro immediately after the shooting.

There was a good deal of delay in getting doctors, but finally Drs. Wightman and Fox arrived and they had Eaton removed to his home. A cursory examination, made at the saloon, of the wound, showed that the ball missed the groin and lodged in the fleshy part of tho hip. Several persons who were present say that four or five shots were fired.
Source: Bisbee Daily Review, February 18, 1904
William Rainer, the negro who shot Al Eaton, had his examination last Saturday before Justice Carico, who held him in $1000 bonds to answer to the Grand Jury. Rainer will stay in jail until the June term of court. Mr. Eaton's recovery has been more rapid than his friends had reason to hope. He was taken out for a drive yesterday.
Source: Arizona Silver Belt, (Globe City, Pinal County, Ariz.) March 03, 1904

Friday, August 9, 2013

FAKER

"forged and forgotten", 3 x 3 inches, acrylic on photopaper.

Frank R. Moore Yuma Prisoner 2502

A typical scam in the west during the early 1900s was the check forgery. A "customer" would go into the bank with a check from an out of town bank, usually claiming it was from New York, or somewhere back east,  and try to cash it. There are other false documents that the forger carries, to make the deal seem real. It is know that letters of introduction were often used to give credence to the forger. An unsuspecting cashier might give them the money, but in Moore's case the deal went bad. A seasoned clerk recognized that the documents looked suspicious and went to talk to the bank manager. He immediately ran out the back door and to the sheriffs office. They brought Moore into custody where he plead guilty to the charge as subsequently served 18 months in Yuma.

This week I spent some time with artist Christine Cassano working on a collaboration piece that will be shown in April 2014 at the Yuma Fine Arts Association. I had a lot of fun learning how she put together the mold form and how to embed the pieces that will go into the finished product. This piece will pull together elements that I have been working on with the Yuma prisoner series and will be shown during the Yuma centennial celebration along with all the individual portraits and plates.