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Here are a few new pieces. The finished version of the painting previously posted, now titled "song of the south", a drawing, and a painting in progress. If you'd like to see more of nathan's work visit lewisart.blogspot.


Song of the South- below is the back of the painting, I'm getting in the habit of putting logos on the back and pin stripes on the sides.



Bird of Song, ink on drafting film(from the beck lyric- a bird of song, is heard no longer, in evacuated heavens)

painting in process (title might be "through my cracker eyes")

Rouen Cathedral and the Art of Story

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Art in the Age of Digital Projection

Many of you know Rouen cathedral inadvertently through the series of paintings Claude Monet* did of it at different times of day. Roy Lichtenstein did a series after the Monet using different halftone screen patterns as a contemporary equivalent to the time changes in Monet's paintings. At 11 pm each evening of the Summer, images of the Monet and Lichtenstein paintings are digitally aligned and projected on to the facade of the cathedral.


As corny as this sounds the experience of it is incredible. Rouen cathedral is high gothic and therefore intricately sculptured. The carving is immensely detailed and has the look of stone lace. The relief reaches depths of 5 feet to the foundation of the wall. The effect of the projection completely flattens the cathedral out as if it were the flat house fronts used in early Hollywood productions. Illusionistic painting returns in the digital age.
* I had a friend that named his cat Declawed Monet


The video pictured here is of the Lichtenstein version

Goin Postal and Gettin Your Groove On

It doesn’t seem enough that I speak of nonsense that passes through my life, I also want you to hear the sounds that guide that nonsense. Music I work and play to this Summer is forging itself an identity that will always be associated with this Summer and the work and play done here. For a free mix, type in your address here and a mix will be on its pretty little way to your aural habitats. (No ginzu knives come with this offer)

Latest Ear Occupants are:

See No Evil, by Television
Is this Love, by Clap Your Hands Say Yeah
Dani California, by Red Hot Chili Peppers
Check it Out, by Super Furry Animals
Victoria, by the Kinks
Weird Divide, by The Shins
E.M.P.T.Y., by The Clientele
Satellite, by TV on the Radio
Honeycomb, by Jimmie Rodgers
Elevate myself, by Grandaddy
Blank Generation &
I’m your Man, by Richard Hell and the Voidoids
I lost my Dog, The Fiery Furnaces
Little Green Bag, by George Baker
Dusty, by Kings of Leon
Winnebago Warrior, by the Dead Kennedys

Hobo's return

Back from France. Yes indeed. Thanks for nagging me to post you devoted friends. (i probably have about 10 potential posts in my head now, but atleast that many paintings I want to start or finish)(because my head is so immense and full of genius)



Why aren't our record shops called discofeel? Sights were amazing. I tried to even the historic out with appreciating some of the curiousities and small differences between cultures.

Driving was a blast in our zippy piece of ____. It was a Ford Ka.(half way to Ka Ka) here's a pic from online, and remember this was economy size, not mini. The reason they don't show any people in this pic: It would make the car look like a roller skate. It was a stick shift so driving was entertaining and made you feel like a race car driver. In the span of a week, I ran 4 red lights (the stoplights are on the side, not overhead), made two illegal u-turns, and made a oneway street a twoway. So I did about as well as I do in the states.

Check out this DVD ATM. We saw many of these. It is amazing how many really bad american movies are on TV in France, with dubbing. They really enjoy westerns.

Contrary to my expectations, the people were extremely friendly to us and seemed to have equal admiration of the american culture to rival their disgust of the current administration. From our encounters It seemed that they saw America as a little brother as if to say, "how is it living out the experiment of your forefathers?". The average American doesn't contemplate being in a land that was recently created, but there is still that feeling in the people we encountered.

As a traveler, you start to have that feeling as well. There is so much history, everywhere. Even in the tiniest of towns. It was interesting to actually feel the having of a place in history. We are just babies to the French. (not in a condescending or arrogant way but one of general curiosity)

Example of the Kindness: In the small town of Laval we were having a tea and coffee on the patio of a cafe'. A cheese seller that has visited the states recognized our accents and invited us to sit with him. Two hours, 2 coffees, a tea, a perrier, and a beer later we exchanged emails and he picked up the tab. Unbelievable kindness.

My sole experience of France has been in and around Paris, where they are pretty rude to tourists let alone anybody not french. If the friendliness of the people we came across on this trip were experienced in the states you would think you were about to be ripped off or manipulated. (why are they being so nice? what is this leading up to?)

more to come...

Dancing in the Park

Went to the Yankee game two nights ago in the sweltering arm pit of this New England heat wave. In the eighth inning they play the Cotton Eyed Joe song between innings and scower the seats for fans making fools of themselves. Low and Behold they found me dancing my freak off, and for about 4 seconds I was on the billboard screen in front of 54, 000 people. It's a shame to think that dancing for 20 seconds like a mongoloid gets me more viewers than the accumulation of 15 years of painting, but I certainly wasn't feeling that sting during my 15 seconds.