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OPEN CALL FOR ARTISTS


A Series of Accidents with Grace: an exploration on the idea of nature



This exhibition looks to highlight interpretations on such ideas as : chance, communication, and
both literal and subjective concepts on the various definitions of "nature."



Information:


ALL forms of art media (painting, sculpture, installation, creative writing, music, ect.) will be considered, and there is no size limit or requirement.


For consideration:

Fine Artists may send up to 5 digital slides (digital photographs). All slides must be labeled with name, contact info, media and dimension or subsequent information provided in e mail.
(If proposing an installation to be done on site, up to five drawings will be accepted with all technical data included in text.)


Musicians may send up to 15 minutes of music through mp3 format or web link.

Writers may send up to two typed pages.






All submissions must be turned in by July 25 and selected pieces must be available for pick-up/drop off July 30th.


Please send submissions to: Satisfiedmind@gmail.com





This exhibition will be held August 3rd - 5th at Field Day 2, an interactive arts and music festival featuring a range of up and coming and established artists from the US. The event will be located deep in the Tahoe National Forest. For more information on Field Day 2, check for details soon on TheExtraCredit.com





PLEASE FORWARD THIS OPEN CALL TO ALL BELIEVED INTERESTED




Thank you,


The Extra Credit

so for the last few hours ken and i have been clean/organizing stuff for the big move. another end. another beginning.

i have mostly been going through all of the art that i have been dragging around with me for the last six years. drawings, paintings, prints and lots and lots of art supplies that don't apply to my world anymore. it is interesting to me now that so much of the things i have done in the past, albeit important at the time, are simply a series of scribbles or badly rendered figures on torn pages of newsprint. it seems funny to me, because i did save a lot of stuff i still feel is valid, even though in another six years i'm sure it will look like trash.

life is funny, art is funnier.

today the garbage can is my friend.

fuck being a pack rat and fuck holding on to the endless whatifiwantitinthefuture shit.

today was a full day.

the italy adventure continues with this episode taking place in the italian consulate in l a . i had hopes and dreams of being greeted at the office with gaggles of short, cute, curly brunette haired cocktail waitresses pouring glasses of chianti and handing out student visas for free-- unfortunately, this was not how this tale unfolded.

instead, i was greeted with a number, which was behind many other numbers, and seat with comforted me for a long, long time. at the end of my wait, i was also given the glorious news that the woman that i was waiting to see, the only person that could help me get my visa, was on vacation...........until july 5th. looks like i will be planning another trip to la. sweetassmothufuckinsweet. so i turned in my paperwork, signed a form, exchanged information with my helper and continued on my way.

what does one do when they get stonewalled after traveling four hundred miles to speak with a person that in reality might not exist? GO ON A MAD HUNT TO FIND BEER! and that's exactly what i did.

i drove around all neighboring cities looking for a patio attached to a restaurant where i could sit in the sun and enjoy a heff-er-vi-zen and after an hour of driving down every hood i even remotely new, i eventually found myself at a liquor store and then home, where i geeked out with my beer and the sun and my dad's old guitar until it was time for a nap. one must realize that even when on a trip to take care of business, there is always a need to get a little drunk and sleep in the middle of the day if at all possible. (done and done)

after waking, i drove and picked up my mother (number one ranked all time cutest, most snuggly fantastic person on earth) from work and took us home to kick off the late afternoon with a bottle of--that's right folks, you guessed it--white zinfindel. seriously i love my mom.

after knocking off a bottle in no time flat, jen picked me up from the crib and she, her girlfriend, and i went to chuy's tex mex for a delightful meal of cheesy fried stuff and margaritas. totally the rad. we shared old stories about how we met, and new stories about where we are, and things were good. old faces mixed with new conversations is never ever a bad thing.

when i returned home, i mustered up the courage to see my dad. he was laying on the bed annoying my mom in old school fashion and welcomed me into their room with excitement in his tone. i sat on the bed with him as my mom drifted off to sleep. he told me stories about his dad and i could tell he was proud, and he told me how to keep my old pants looking new and i think that made him proud too. our conversation was broken and distant at times, but i was happy to be with him. we held hands and he explained to me his pain. how it traveled through his body without end, and how he hoped the story of his life would read a different passage if only for a day. he looked at me and i knew he was tired, so i hugged him and promised time in the morning.

today was good. between traffic lights and office rooms, zinfindel and family, and the hum of instuments and computers, i actually got to feel every aspect of my mind's current life surface for at least one moment, if not several.


and now, it is time for sleep.

so, i don't really know what happened between last night and this morning, but i officially have started to mildly freak out at the idea of leaving the country.

what the fuck.

ok, so i am going to be gone from the bay area beginning on august 23rd. for a year.

i now have less than three months before this journey, and in that time i already know that i will be traveling around and seeing family/taking care of tasks in l.a. to get my visa for a total of about a month. so that leaves two months to see all of you people, make money for being in italy, and for god sakes.... TO CLEAN UP ALL THE SHIT IN MY APARTMENT.


i guess i just have to remind myself that not only have i done just about everything i need to do to "prepare" myself for this time coming up, but that i want it, that change is a good thing, maybe even the best thing for me, and that nothing is ever really that difficult in hindsight.

just to let everyone know,

i am having an art opening @ luka's taproom and lounge this sat. from 6-9pm (at the corner of grand and broadway in downtown oakland)

there will be new original prints and paintings by yours truly, as well as lots of booze to be had, and the musical stylings of cubik and origami, only, and 64k!

not a bad night if ya ask me!

so, for those that may find themselves looking for:

a) good music

b) a drink

c)a fun night in oakland

d) a reason to support their local dj hero's daps and sixty4k

e) a good spanking

then come to the stork club tomorrow night (roughly 25th and telegraph)

there will be 3 live idm/downtempo sets (ONLY/LISP/LUCID) and 2
rockstar dj sets by mike and yours truly

also--this show is going to support the only/daps tour through the
northwest where we will be playing in portland, olympia and eugene, so
this would be a great time to express you love!!

the show at the stork club starts at 9:00 and goes until 1:00 or so

hope to see you kids there

smooches

alright ya'll,

i know most of you are still recovering from Oodely madness, and what better way celebrate you return than with a cocktail and some good tunes?

come support your favorite local dj at the attic on 24th and mission tonight!!

matt (cubik) and i are going to start the downtempo love at 10 and will be playing until close.

it would be rad to get some heads out there......


see you tonight!

so tonight, i finally got around to making a mix cd! i wasn't sure how it would sound when i got done, but i am listening to it now and i think that it is pass-out-worthy. hip hip hooray! ladies and gentleman, a trip hop mix that might not suck.....


let me know if you want one and i will send one your way--

Over the course of the history of the United States of America, this country has time and time again shaped its laws and court decisions around social mores directly reflecting the Anglo-Saxon/Judeo-Christian moral structure, without hardly any consideration to those citizens that are not lead by those beliefs. It has expressed itself repeatedly across race and gender lines, and today prominently rears itself discriminating against the intimate practices of the homosexual community. Despite the arguments against allowing equal sexual and marital rights for the gay community, I maintain that they be able to enjoy all rights guaranteed to heterosexual peoples of this country, and furthermore assert that what is in fact happening, is the improper limitation of basic civil freedoms.
I would like to begin my investigation in this matter by first noting some prominent, and what seem to be analogous instances of discrimination which have been addressed by our court system. Firstly, let us examine the 1967 supreme court case of “Loving vs. Virginia.” The case involves Mildred Jeter, a Negro woman, and Richard Loving, a White man, who were married in the District in Columbia, only to return to Virginia to have their marriage not only unrecognized, but were actually convicted of crimes against racial mixing. After much deliberation of the courts, and a rigorous interpretation of the Fourteenth Amendment, the conviction of felony charges against the Lovings were ultimately reversed. The Fourteenth Amendment was found to require that the freedom to marry not be restricted by oppressive social race consciousness, which was directly contradictory to the basic idea that the freedom to marry is simply one of the citizen’s essential rights in the pursuit of happiness by free men.
The key concept in this example, is that despite the support and legislation of racist ideology in Virginia and most of the rest of America in the 1950’s, once finally challenged in a court of law and critically analyzed, it was found that the social mores of that era were simply unjust, and therefore, could not be upheld by a court of law.
This directly relates to the present day homophobic epidemic which has strongly upheld this country’s longstanding views of naïve sexual functionalism. Regardless of these rigid attitudes, what exactly defines proper sexual conduct is subjective, and should be irrelevant in a court of law. One could clearly

i don't really know how it happened, but it took me going to seatle to figure out some things that have really been bothering me. (or maybe it was just coincidence and a ruff wed. night) at any rate, it has taken me all of this weekend to shake my funk. it took long walks by myself through downtown seatle. it took long baths in the middle of the day, and even longer mid-day naps...but alas--with just a few knocks to my ego, one really bad one to my forehead, and a lot of time by myself to think, i finally feel human again.

this weekend has been amazing seeing my sister. we take care of each other when we are around, in a way that only siblings that know the depths of each other can. we had important conversation about life, and not so important conversation about how to shoot pool and the theme song to queer eye...(on a side note, seriously, if i was gay i would get more ass than a toilet) ---we went to a gay bar a few nights ago, and oh yeah, the boys--the boys--they love me--

anyways, i have to say that for reals, again, i think that i could live in seatle. i know that we've entertained the notion before, and i know that it won't happen immediately, but at some point the forth city will be my home.

**highlights from my adventure in seatle**

snuggling with amelia at the apartment

starting another painting

walking down unknown seatle streets and smiling at the earth-toned army of cool kids that passed by me

thinking hard

the awesome guy at the bar that was wasted and applauded after EVERY SINGLE shot on the pool table (seriously, we need to gather cheerleaders for the kerry house people)

taking as many scalding hot baths as humanly possible in a weekend

eating yams and day old pizza from paggliaci's with jessica (and just sharing time with my sister, crap i miss her around)

--tonight we are going out to a nice dinner someplace, i hope its italian, or maybe thai

alrighty kids, i will see you back on in Oaktown soon

ps--i have so much freakin' good music to share with everyone, yet another reason my sister owns the universe--

You are a XSIG--Expressive Sentimental Intellectual Giver. This makes you a Teddy Bear.

Hee! I just want to give you a big squeeze. You are tender, honest, generous and fair. You are an excellent kisser and a sensitive, communicative lover, and you know it. You would never intentionally hurt someone's feelings or overstep his/her boundaries. You have beautiful eyes.

Most people take your laid-back attitude, blazing wit and subtle sexiness and stick you in "friend." But some see your extreme hotness for what it is and latch on. This means you have a few members of your target sex in the bank at all times -- I call this "money in the sex bank" -- but you're too sensitive and thoughtful to exploit them. More than once.

You are so rational and deliberate in an argument that it can frustrate and exhaust your partner. Your fights can take forever, but your press on with them until they are completely resolved and both you and your partner are satisfied. If your partner is weak of will, s/he may just give in -- be wary of this! An emotional or passive-aggressive outburst later will hurt and horrify you.

It is *critically important* that you are able to respect your partner. The moment you lose respect for him/her, you lose everything.

When you make friends, you make them for life -- you can go without speaking to a friend for years and pick up right where you left off. You are completely faithful, both physically and emotionally. You are the second best (to XPIG) parent of any type.

If you are male, you have a huge shlong. Just saying.

Of the 4281 people who have taken this quiz, 11.8 % are this type.

note to self:

it is not a very good idea to eat a fistful of pot food at 4:30 in the morning after you have just worked for several hours at the bar....

i woke up yesterday after a nice 6 or 7 hours of sleep--still completely stoned out of my head.----now i am not talking about those times when you smoke and/or drink the night before and then wake up the next morning feeling a little fuzzy, no no, i mean completely baked. it was the strangest sensation.

i decided i needed to metabolize this shit out of my body, so i went on a run around oakland, and let me tell you, it was the raddest thing ever, but still not sober.


the rest of my day consisted of snacking and napping in a sort of cloudy, wish i new what was going on sort confusion until it was time for me to head to the city.

i got hired to play a downtempo set at this bar on broadway, near northbeach, called "rosewood". it was totally awesome! the turntables were set up behind the bar, so the tenders were making drinks right next to me, and there were always people around me watching me play and listening.

i was supposed to play from 6:30 till 9, for a hundred bucks, but ended up playing close to an hour extra because people were pickin up what i was puttin down, and still having a good time, and i got paid an extra 40 bucks.

AND, to top it off, the guy who is in charge of the music really liked my set and told me to leave my contact info!!!!!!! maybe i could get a little more rosewood love, if you know what i'm saying.

i'm telling you, getting paid to play records, for people that enjoy the music that you are playing, while getting free drinks at a totally awesome bar in san francisco--totally rules my world.

hey hey hey

tonight.

bookmaking.

beer.

people.

goodtimes.

niki's studio, oakland, ca.

7:30.

be there.


come help with the bookmaking project for burningman!!

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so last night me and mr. robinson went to the wind-up bird show, and as ken and jake posted previously, it was amazing. it was at this little hole in the wall bar/restauranty thing on 4th and bryant in sf, called the utah hotel. not a shabby space at all, super intimate. and just as ken said, the kids in the band were super cool, and played amazingly well. definitely worth the 5 bucks i paid, and then some.
i ended up getting the two albums that i hadn't heard before for super cheap, and they are both totally amazing........thank you ken for checking to see when they were playing.........thank you mike for going with me.....totally totally radical

so last night after the wind-up bird show, i stayed up for a bit and listened to the albums that i had just purchased, while thinking in bed about the night, and slowly i drifted off to sleep, only to have the most bizarre dream i have had in a really long time.........

i dreamed that i was at the wind up bird show, trying to get some water from a water jug that was out on the floor. it was empty, so i asked a man that was working there if he might be able to refill it for me. while i waited, i decided to quickly use the restroom. i went to the bathroom and the man followed me inside, and sharply said, "a please and thank you might be nice, son,"

i appologized and turned around to start peeing, only to realize that i was peeing into the sink, not a urinal. the man realized what i was doing, and despite the fact that it was obvious that i felt really shameful and quickly apologized for what i did, the man raced towards me and started yelling at me, calling me a filthy pig and all sorts of other names,THEN he pulled out his penis and started peeing all over me as a wierd sort of punishment.
i looked at him and just said, i can't believe you just did that, and he started towards me like he was going to really hurt me. i tried to run and escape, but every time i ran out of the door of the bathroom, i was actually running back into the bathroom--straight towards him....out of the room as fast as i could, only to lead back staight towards him, and over and over again.

and it just kept cycling like this over and over until i woke up.


i am telling you people, that was the least fun dream i think i have ever had. dude, WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!

i told niki and she suggested that i write it down and think about it, and because it unfortunately has left an unsettling feeling in my head thus far today, that is exactly what i am doing.......

You are Hard House! You're really fast-paced and
exciting, and subtlety is not your middle name.
People might call you vacuous, but who cares?
You're dancing too hard to listen anyhow.


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Sum up your opinion or impression of me in one word, leave it as a comment in this posting, and then post this sentence in your own journal, please.

so, for the last couple of weeks, i have been obsessed--my ethics class is making me crazy. in one month, just a few short days away from this day, i have to have a reasonable understanding of what i think about human nature. (at least enough of an understanding to write ten coherent and thoughtful pages about what i believe to be so.)

for those of you who i speak with regularly, you may be sick of me bringing up the subject, but fuck you--that's what friends are for, right??

anyways, so, for the last few weeks now i have been incessantly reading, asking questions, searching online, scribbling thoughts furiously, and conversating with ANYONE who will engage with me for even just one moment--about this topic....

so now i post the question to live journal (is this ok?? ahh well, fuck it)-----at any rate, here is what i have been tossing around in my head, let me know what you think (please feel free to rip what ever i say to bits and completely ruin my world, it will only make my paper stronger):

original question: ARE PEOPLE INHERENTLY GOOD OR EVIL?

this then begs the question: IS THERE AN INHERENT ANYTHING; I E--IS THERE SUCH A THING AS HUMAN NATURE?----------

no. since we are burdened with the ultimate responsibility of free will, in any given decision one is faced with AT LEAST to choices one can make (whether or not the choice is difficult or not is irrelevant).

PROBLEMS I HAVE FACED WHEN TALKING WITH PEOPLE ON THE SUBJECT:

"there is such as a thing as human nature/an inherent good or evil in people because some people do terrible things, like murder or rape..."

--let us not get confused between an inherent goodness or evilness in a person, with a good or bad action-- I E, the act of murder is evil, the act of rape is evil--

when one gets involved in measuring "goodness" it becomes a problem of drawing a line in the sand....


when does one cross over that line from goodness into evilness? how many good acts does one need to fulfill in order to be considered "good"--also, what "evil" act pushes one across to the other side--do you see the problem? one cannot be quantitatively measured in terms of goodness/evilness because these very terms are completely subjective.

also, in saying that one is born with an inherent evilness, that is supposing that throughout there life, they are incapable in choosing the "good" decision...if this is the case, then why do we hold them accountable for there actions? why are they punished?

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all of the pro-human nature literature that i have read thus far has been directly connected with religious beliefs. the position is directly connected with god. either the position says that people are inherently good because we were made in "god's image" or it says that we are iherently evil since we chose to eat from the "forbidden fruit," and the rest of our experience should be filled with rigorous repent, realizing that ALL that we do is sinful (i take sinful to mean "evil" in this context)

i have a problem from the beginning of this argument, because it supposes that there is absolutely a god, and that is an entirely different paper all together....

the only thing religious that i can agree with, is a writing by maimonedes, called "guide to the perplexed," where he explained god's relationship with man as sort of providing a blue print for how one SHOULD act. should is important here, because it is still realized that we ultimately still have the will to choose HOW we act. --he explains this as being the "righteous path"--and even this is a sort of middle ground--where acting too much in a positive way or negative way (i e always being happy or always being a charitable person....or always being a miserable or angry person ect. is equally bad--the polar opposites of goodness and evilness being equally bad in the eyes of god)--but rather, one should strive for this middle ground, or a humble existence, where neither extreme is acceptable.


(i don't know if any of that last paragraph made any sense.)


another problem i have:

if one says that there is an inherent nature or goes as far as to say that there is an inherent goodness or evilness in ones actions, it seems that they could also say that there is an inherent goodness in other human qualities such as physical characteristics (why stop at how we act, why not bring this idea to the total package of man)

here comes in the idea of eugenics...popular widely throughout turn of the century america as well as in nazi germany (interesting huh?)

this is the idea that there are ABSOLUTELY genetic and physical characteristics that are superior to others..so why not manipulate things in order to make a "super race."

this is were the sterilization and cloning comes in people...fucking freaky.

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ok...so i realize that i have much more reading and discussing to do in order to make a strong argument for my case, but ultimately this is why i offered this post

i have more to say on the subject, but i doubt most of you even made it to the end of this entry, so i cut it short just in case you did....these are just the base of what i've been thinking about recently...let me know what you think

THANK YOU VERY MUCH IF YOU DID READ ALL THIS SHIT!

Please join the Oakland Art Gallery for:
INTERIM
Artists and the Artist Staff of the Oakland Art Gallery.
February 19th to March 6th, 2004 at the Oakland Art Gallery
Opening Reception: Thursday, February 19th 5 - 8pm
Closing reception: Saturday, March 6th 2- 5pm

Artists included: Lorene Anderson, Mari Andrews, JONATHAN BARCAN, Jason Byers, Eleanor Coppola, Geoff Dorn, Nancy Mizuno Elliot, Robbi Lee Frederich, Taraneh Hemami, Bill Jenkins, Kerri Johnson, Carol Ladewig, Susan Magnus, Constance Maher, Lucy Puls, Byron Spicer, ReCheng Tsang, Tonya Solley Thornton, Katherine Westerhout, Anne Wolf and more.

As some of you may know The Oakland Art Gallery, like many Bay Area arts organizations, is experiencing financial difficulties due to substantial decreases in arts funding. After a brief closure, we are resuming our exhibition programming with the continued support of the City of Oakland. We will be changing our hours to: Thursday, 11 – 6 pm, Friday 11 – 5 pm, and Saturday 12 – 5 pm for the next few months. Kerri Johnson is continuing as Gallery Manager and Carol Ladewig is stepping in as Interim Director. As we move thru this transition phase, ReCheng Tsang and Emily Anderson the former Co-Directors will function as consultants.

To celebrate our re-opening, we are organizing an exhibition/art sale titled:

INTERIM: Artists and the Artist Staff of the Oakland Art Gallery.

This fundraiser will run from February 19th - March 6th, sales of artwork will directly benefit the Oakland Art Gallery. This exhibition will feature small to medium size works by local artists in support of the gallery along with the artist staff of the Oakland Art Gallery. Our regular programming will resume in March, with Visual Alchemy followed in May by Bay Area Currents, our annual juried open call exhibition.

Please note the new Gallery Hours:
Gallery hours: Thurs. 11- 6 PM, Fri. 11-5 PM, Sat. 12-5PM. Closed Sun-Wed
The Oakland Art Gallery is located at 199 Kahn’s Alley, Oakland, CA 94612.
For more information call: 510-637-0395 or visit our website www.oaklandartgallery.org