Tuesday, December 31, 2019

Found Art: Annual Report

Fare thee well 2019  -  A sight for sore eyes!
Dear ones,
How unimaginable the tangles  - and yes, let's hope the citizenry is shaken alive enough !  To traverse this threshold toward 2020 also marks a decade here at The Department of Homeland Inspiration. So thank you for visiting just once, or more often! Art Ranger encourages your participation by keeping an eye out for (art) that often finds us. We pursue this mildly, sometimes out of the corner of our eye while doing life, then express "found art" based narratives, free of needy hashtags.
Holiday Detritus: still up to our eyeballs in it
The Art Ranger could stop what we started nearly by accident, but alas it's become part of our being and transmitting the world. You folks do great moments on Insta, while here at The Department of Homeland Inspiration we perform collection and digestion, amidst venting and hoping; it's where word-craft meets rambling muse, meets ranting:
From the series: Keeping our Eyes Out
We sincerely hope that you will follow our morph into the new decade (audiobook?), and most importantly, that you yourself are able to cultivate s e e i n g even more of what is (there, or here) in your patch of planetary air. To attend to attention.
We can't just turn a BLIND EYE
Almost three years backdropped with the mad puppet of diseased-mind-spin-psycho-cycle. Now all caring spirits and soulfuls must cultivate our forms of resistance, while Truth Chopper, with lumpy excited skin, flails his gas bags in front of the camera fauning a bullshit tickle fan as it Humptys off the wall. We sincerely hope for changes and take actions while trying to not to take our eye off the ball.
Yah - there's more than meets the eye
We never pictured ourselves addicted to dire "news". But in part through our love of literature, we're absolutely hooked!  Just a partial list of names is cataclysmically, sadly enthralling ..... what with the Peckers and Papadapalisses, the Stormys, Manaforts (literally means strong man) and Mad Dogs,  or ...  sprinkle your favorite downfalls here  .....  hear the suck of moral rot  .....  not to mention the Putin/esque escalation of it all,
All Without Batting an Eye!
crashing along while the greasy wheels glide-burn lives into the thick quicksand of unraveling. Our collective intestines ache to hold and repair all the internal and external explosions, not to mention the heated bake of willful planetary desecration.  Paunched launch via hazardous (shitter-twit-fits)! ! ! (Aren't you exhausted by all these daily exclamation marks? ! What would calming punctuation even look like? , hmmmmm
...... b  b  b  b  ...  b r e a t h e  .......  eeee aaaaa tttttt hhhh hh....eeeee..
Pulled the Wool right over their Eyes
And really, too bad they called it that - quid pro quo; it was bound to get so slippery and atmospheric when we really need grip.  All in broad daylight.  But PLEASE  Deus ex machina !
Will he actually get sacked?
Speaking of eyes - last week we enjoyed art writer Peter Schjedahl's poignant reflection, 77 SUNSET ME: "I like to say that contemporary art consists of all art works, five thousand years or five minutes old, that physically exist in the present. We look at them with contemporary eyes, the only kinds of eyes there ever are." 
In the Public Eye
In summary mode, or talking too much, our most recommended book of the past year was The Overstory by Richard Powers which contained many many great sentences including this:  "The air is a mix we must keep making."

Since art is a translation of desire into action, here again is the link for MAD2 Go just in case you missed the performance in which the artist tried to pour her guts out about it. 
Peace and Love,
Be back soon, please send your goodies to: homeland inspiration@gmail.com
The Art Ranger
onward -

Friday, December 13, 2019

Found Art Friday 297

Dear ones,
How can we not clapclapclap for this week's culmination of gavel clacking?  - to those who've been working to untangle the befouled tentacles of this blown-gas-con clown cloud of sadness disguised as hair.  We're (sad for the sweet word (peach) to be sandwiched in there) but glad something resembling a consequence is actually unfolding for the record.
from the series, Re-purposed Artwork : Knickers in a Twist?
de-posed and dispossessed with your tax $$$s in foul mouth

 Switcheroo .....

b  r  e  a  t  h  e  e e e e a a a a t h h h h  e e e e

And now for some weather related sitings :
such as sidewalk rain painting
Squashed Things:  especially creepy when plastic masquerades as wildlife
the underneaths

 Well - have a great week or moment, and please share your art findings here: homelandinspiration@gmail.com


Friday, December 6, 2019

Found Art Friday 295

Dear ones,
Here we are still mucking around The Department of Homeland Inspiration after nearly ten years! Especially favorable to appreciation of color during atmospheric riverweather is to also have items to share from our inbox:
from de Alma of the Oaks noting what was already always there
Bonnie Hotz who makes and sells pots, stops for another Big Sur walker on the trail

Also noticed by the one who makes vessels,  human and insect dwellings juxtaposed
Recently, we went to our old town to the south where friends congregated to celebrate a life well lived.
beautiful friend's beautiful door
And when the party was over, it wasn't really over; we were still dancing in our sleep like whirling dervishes, then this morning/mourning after candle expressed some of the energy of a life poured out vigorously entangled with gravity, some weeping sure, and yet still going and going, transformed into different forms ..... 
Departed one feels smiling abundantly over and under our conversations caused by his existence
Over the past few weeks ( I M P E A C H  WE BESEECH) - even amidst the gag volcanoes of sick idiocracy), Art Ranger is going to say hats off !!! to the note takers who recorded things in order to do their job, a measure of attentiveness, heightened perception, and mere record keeping. Eyes and ears for instance.
Here we share a different kind of note taking -  found another one of dad's travel sketchbooks:
quickly yet caringly, open - so open
when he knows what you like and you know what he's like too
We'll see you soon and thank you for visiting the Department of Homeland Inspiration:  a somewhat weekly blog about discovering the art right where you are.  Dare to share your findings here: homelandinspiration@gmail.com
there ..... there ....