Wednesday, October 7, 2015

THE MASTER CLUSTER RECOUNTS

Chloe Dewberry wrote a really cool piece on the Master Cluster and the magazines we published and destroyed (haha). Check it out over on the Opening Ceremony site.


Friday, October 2, 2015

OUTSIDE THE LINES TOO

I was lucky enough to be asked to contribute to an amazing project. A coloring book curated by Souris Hong, "Outside The Lines Too." I will be signing it along with a bunch of the other contributors at MOCA in LA this weekend. Pretty neat project. Check this link to Installation Magazine article.


Wednesday, July 22, 2015

Monday, May 18, 2015

JULES

Aaron Meza (Crailtap) and I were lucky enough to meet painter, Jules de Balincourt, at his studio in Brooklyn this past weekend. Spike Jonze accompanied to do a short interview/conversation for the Girl Skateboards' de Balincourt series which hits later this week. I'll post photos and video when they are ready. Thanks Jules, Spike and Aaron.




MONK'S MIRROR


Thursday, May 7, 2015

TAKING TURNS, 2007

My old friend, and former Art Dumper, Tony Larson, posted this on the Instagram this morning. It reminded me of a great show we had — "Taking Turns" — at the Monster Children Gallery in Sydney, 2007. Here we are culling from hundreds of collaborative mono-prints. The show was myself, Larson and Andy Mueller. Need to do anther one with these, guys.


Friday, May 1, 2015

THESE TWO...

With Eric Koston and Atiba Jefferson. Oakley In Residence press conference, April 30th, 2015.

Monday, April 27, 2015

IN RESIDENCE; PART 2

The opening event for the Oakley In Residence project launched the three week stay of the Oakley house in West Hollywood. The focus was the Girl Art Dump and it's homage to 8 legendary LA skate spots. Lots of folks showed up and tons of media. Here's a vid from director, Kirk Dianda, and a couple of links to help explain the whole thing...



Check the coverage from Juice Magazine.

Friday, April 24, 2015

ART DUMP IN RESIDENCE

Finished up an another great project with Oakley Skateboarding. The folks at Oakley have created a physical space, or "pop-up" spot where skateboarders can come and hang out, go to specific events and experience workshops. A building was rented on Melrose in Hollywood and the events are taking place over a 4 week period that started last night with an opening for the Girl Art Dump show called "8 Spots."

Each member of the Art Dump created a homage to a famous or iconic Los Angeles area skate spot... from Lockwood to the Pink Hotel. The results are displayed throughout the space for the following 2 weeks. And be sure to check out the side of the building, we also created a giant mural.


































I hope some of you can find time to come out and enjoy the space, the results really are pretty stunning. And if you get up there soon, you may be able to walk away with a free zine/catalog we created specifically for the show. Big thanks to all my Art Dump boys who busted ass on this project; Andy Mueller, Chris Waycott, Carlos M. Gutierrez, Nick Zegel, Nate Hooper, Jeremy Carnahan, Eric Anthony.

I'll post more as the photos come in.

Friday, April 17, 2015

GOING DUMB

This happened about a month ago, but I forgot to post it. I was pretty happy with the animation. Check out Girl & Chocolate's Going Dumb Up The 101...



Thursday, April 16, 2015

COMING FULL CIRCLE

The infamous 7th Street Banks are about two blocks from my house. In my house are two skateboarders. One old one and one newish one. The new one hits the banks on occasion... just like the old one did back in the day. Full circle. Here's a shot of Emmet ripping a backside slide into the camera of Matt Price on said banks. Love this shot.


Visit Emmet's company, Shady Griptape when you need new grip. Support the young entrepreneurs when you can.

BEND EARS


Friday, April 3, 2015

GORILLA LIFE

Iconic skateboard artist and historian, Sean Cliver, did this short interview with me over at the Gorilla Flicks website. Check it HERE. Thanks, Sean!

Spike Jonze, Jeff Tremaine, myself and Mark Lewman. I'm sitting with three influential friends I'll love for a lifetime. 1993, Joshua Tree.


Thursday, April 2, 2015

OOPS

I've been remiss here. My bad. Let's start again...

I just recently finished up a project with Eric Koston + Oakley Skateboarding + Girl Skateboards. It was a blast working on it, and I'm really happy with how project ended up. Big thanks to all involved. Check this video for an overview. #liveyours

Friday, February 20, 2015

REVISITING THE B TEAM

I used to have this group of people on the Bend site called the B Team. Writers. One of them was, Megan Baltimore... an old friend, my boss and a very talented scribbler of words. Someone reminded me about the B Team work I had up on the old Bend Interweb Machine and I wanted to share them again. So here you go, Megan Baltimore...

Thursday, February 19, 2015

Wednesday, February 4, 2015

ONE HOUR OF RANDOM, PART 4

iTunes random play : 9:30am - 10:30am

White Stripes “Little Cream Soda”

Tom Waits “Bad As Me”

Sunny Day Real Estate “ 5/4”

Gil Scott-Heron “Johannesburg”

Nina Simone “Four Women”

Butthole Surfers “American Woman”

Black Math Horseman “Tyrant”

Patrick Wilson “Noisy Sunday”

Elvis Costello & The Attractions “Shot With His Own Gun”

Pata Negra “ Bodas de Sangre”

Witch “Changing”

Beatles “Lucy in the Sky With Diamonds”

Lou Barlow “Alone To Decide”

Heatmiser “Low-Flying Jets"

Pixies “Isla De Encanta”

Damien Jurado “Birdcage”

COULD THIS BE POSSIBLE?


Monday, February 2, 2015

Friday, January 30, 2015

BEND PRESS STICKERS

We've gone and done it. After 28 years we've switched from xeroxed paper stickers to startling professional vinyl ones. You can find them for sale in the Bend Store. FYI, one comes free with every order.


Thursday, January 29, 2015

NICKNAMES: FIRST WAVE

The new set of Bend Given Names have been mailed and also listed in the column to the right. Thank to everyone who's participated so far. Bonus: I will give out free nicknames (certificate included — suitable for framing) to the first 5 people that comment on this post...


Wednesday, January 28, 2015

BEND #24 IS READY TO GO

Finally finished up Bend #24. It's a 8.5" x 7", 30 pager (+ plus cover and velum insert) that's loaded with a unique cross-section of creatives answering 24 questions each. I'm really happy with it and very grateful to the folks that took the time to be included. Here's a list of folks in the order they appear in the zine:

ED TEMPLETON
FERRIS PLOCK
KEVIN WILKINS
GEOFF McFETRIDGE
JASON POLAN
OTIS B.
THOMAS CAMPBELL
SHAWN STUSSY
JOSH HIGGINS
MEGAN BALTIMORE
TODD BRATRUD
BOB STEPHENSON
EVAN HECOX
MEL KADEL
MARK PENXA
JOHNNY KNOXVILLE
BENNY GOLD
CHERYL DUNN
GARTH MILAN
JERRY HSU
ERICA YARY
JASON CROMBIE
JOSHUA LINER
LORI DAMIANO
TRAVIS MILLARD
MARC JOHNSON
TOD SWANK

Rad line-up for sure. From actors to artists to company owners and more... you can get a copy of this one in the Bend Online Store. Hope you enjoy.


Tuesday, January 27, 2015

MISSED THE OPENING

Been sick for the last week, causing me to miss the Agents Provocateurs opening on Saturday. Bummer. But here are a bunch of photos from the event. Again, thanks to Seb Carayol for including me in this rad project. Here's a shot of  couple of my pieces from the show:




Wednesday, January 21, 2015

AGENTS PROVOCATEURS

I'm privileged to be in a show with some pretty amazing artists at the Subliminal Projects Gallery in LA. It is a sort of physical manifestation of Seb Carayol's book, Agents Provocateurs, which hit late last year. The opening is this Saturday night, and if you're in LA, it's definitely a To Do for this weekend. You'll be able to get signed copies of Seb's book and special show prints from some of the artists. Come see some amazing original art and the folks that made it.


Friday, January 16, 2015

BEND GIVEN NICKNAMES

The Nicknames are back. Years ago, we sold nicknames through Bend to whomever wanted one.
It was a rather successful campaign, dolling out more that 30 original names.
We’re doing it again.For $5 I’ll give you a nickname ­— it will be yours and yours alone. You may use it in any way you see fit and you will receive a Certificate of Authenticity (suitable for framing) along with your purchase. See the example below.
In addition, your name — and new nickname — will be listed on the Bend Press Blogspot.
Get them at the Bend Press Store. Thank you.
— Andy “Salty” Jenkins




Wednesday, January 14, 2015

JUST ONCE

"Take a seat," the man said without looking up.

'Why take a seat? Does he really want me to take it. Where would I take it?'

"Please... sit."

'Whoa. Did he read my mind?' As Archie began to sit, he became self-conscious. He refocused, but only to begin concerning himself about how he sat and how he was being observed as a sitter. He crossed his legs just so, but he wasn't quite sure what to do with his hands. Whenever he placed them on his thighs his thumb would eventually begin to feel as though they it were on the opposite side of his hand. That freaked him out, reminded him of school. Sitting at his desk in class, he would sometimes get the sensation that everything around him was growing. Just a little. By, maybe, 120%…  The people got bigger, the walls would expand, his desk grew. He would close his eyes in an effort to avoid the sensation, but even then, a smokey image of the things around him still felt bigger. 

Eventually he rested his left arm on the chair and put his right hand up to his beard. He stroked it. This looks stupid, he thought and quickly dropped his hand into his lap.

"So." Pause. "What brings you here today, Mr., ah…" flipping through papers clamped in a clip board. "Knowles. I noticed a few blanks in the paperwork. Do you mind if we fill them out now?"

"Sure." Had he forgotten to add some trivial insurance information? The number of his emergency contact, maybe?

"Sure, you mind? Or sure let's get them answered?"

That was dickish. "I'll answer them."

"Good, good. Let's see…" more flipping through papers in his clip board. "It seems you forgot to list your birth date here."

Relief. Was that it? "12/10/73."

Scribble, scribble. "And here you didn't list anything on your history of illegal substance use," he said without looking up, his glasses resting on his forehead as he combed the paperwork.

Archie squirmed. He thought they would breeze right over that one. Should he tell the truth with the possibility of being turned away? Or should he lie and hope to not be caught up in it later?

"I'm not here to judge."

"Well, it's not like I've ever abused drugs."

"Like I said, I'm not here to judge."

How honest should he be here? Maybe total honesty wouldn't bode well in this instance. 'He'll judge me,' Archie thought. 'He says he won't, but he will. He'll think I was an idiot for climbing that lightpole in Dallas, or driving around in slow motion freaking out on everything in that strange, ghostly city — all while buzzing on mescaline. But only once. I only did it once.' Archie decided to start with something less… illegal.

"Well, ah, I smoked pot once." A few hundred times. Does he tell him about the first time, when he'd also been drinking? Does he tell him how he pissed his pants in the grocery store that night after kicking a loaf of bread down the aisles?

Before he could stop himself, he blurted out, "And I did acid once." Just once. At home. Alone. Powered by the tab, he figured out the hidden meaning of Captain Beefheart's, Trout Mask Replica CD and sat in front of an open refrigerator touching tomatoes.

"Continue."

"Ecstasy. Once." Only once. On his birthday at a Skinny Puppy show. That had been a fucking weird, shaky trip. He remembered the singer being pushed out on stage in a mucus and gore-covered rubber bubble which he eventually tore himself out of. Or had he? Details remain sketchy.

"Oh, and mushrooms, I did those tw…once — as well. Just once." Both times in the desert at Joshua Tree with a group of friends. On one trip they had laid on the piles of giant rocks, laughing, teary-eyed, until a ranger showed up and let them know they couldn't camp in that specific area. The crew piled into Paul's SUV and drove off. Archie was convinced they were going to be stopped by the authorities, so he had Paul pull over dispose of the evidence by throwing the bag of mushrooms as far as he could into the night. It glided about 6 feet, falling just inside a barbed-wire fence.

"So let's review; marijuana, acid, ecstasy and mushrooms," the man pauses and looks up at Archie over his glasses.

Pause. "Oh, and mescaline." Archie's thumbs were beginning to change sides.

"Just once, I'm guessing," he asks as he scribbles.

"Yes."

"Does that about cover it?"

"Yes. I believe so."

"You believe so, or you know so?"

He shifted butt cheeks on the chair. "Know so. I know so."


Bender. Originally published in issue #33 of Monster Children.

Sunday, January 11, 2015

I'VE BEEN LYING TO MY PSYCHIATRIST

Her building is pretty non-discrete and sits amongst a crowd of hospital structures. She works in an office on the 2nd floor. And she has a view, which is nice. I often find myself looking out the window as she scribbles notes.

When I walk into the lobby, the fist thing I have to do is announce myself by writing my name onto a waiting list and pressing a button on the wall which let's her know her next appointment is in. Then, I grab a clip-board with a standard questionnaire attached to it. I have to rate, one through five, a plethora of personal questions. Well, they aren't even questions, they're just words:

Depression  1  2  3  4  5
Stress 1 2 3 4 5
Anxiety  1  2  3  4  5
Sleep 1 2 3 4 5
Restless Leg Syndrome  1  2  3  4  5
Diarrhea 1 2 3 4 5

Etc.

I finish it and wait. I get a glimpse of the other folks waiting. None of them seem outwardly depressed. Do I? I look through the magazines. Even ones I would never otherwise open. I Instagram one of the empty chairs.

There is an elderly couple beside me and they are talking very loudly about nothing in particular. The woman gets up to check on their appointment time. She farts rather loudly. Everyone pretends not to notice.

"Andy." It's her. She comes to the door herself to call her patients.

I get up and walk past her towards her office. She is tiny. I'm 6' 2". It always feels weird walking in front of her. My pants sag. In her room a beaten down cream-colored couch awaits. I hand her my questionnaire and sit.

Her: "How have you been doing since we last met?"

Me: "Good, good." Half truth. You know how it is. Pat answer. It's the same response we all give random someones when they ask "How are you, man?" Good just comes out of our mouths.

Her: "That's great to hear. How's your anxiety been?"

Me: "Not bad." Again, half truth. For instance, right now, as I write this, I'm sitting in a chair, drinking coffee, tensing and un-tensing (is that even a word?) my legs, scratching my head and worrying wether or not this piece of writing is going to be worth a shit. At times I will get up and walk around my office. Just pace. Look out my door to see if anyone is noticing. I also have this habit of gnashing my teeth to the beat of whatever music is on. Right now it happens to be Ornette Coleman. I scratch my nose a lot.

Her: "When you say 'not bad' do you mean better than the last time you were here?"

"Uhm, well, I'm not sure." True.

"Think about it a minute."

Silence while I think. I look around her office. A fan, a tiny refrigerator (what does she keep in there? Her lunch? What does she eat? Drink?), a shelf filled with self-help books and covered in pharmaceutical flyers. The meds. Sales folks give those flyers to the doctors. I think about the sales people and the meds they pedal. "Worse. I think."

Her: "Do you think it's the fact that we reduced the (insert drug name here)?"

How the fuck should I know? "Ah, maybe. Sure, I think so."

She scratches on her note pad. I notice my file has gotten thicker and thicker. Have I been coming here for that long? Holy shit, I must really have a problem(s). "Well, let's up the (insert drug name here). What do you think?"

She's asking me what I think about meds? "I have no idea," I tell her. True.

"How's your exercising going? I see here you've lost 10 pounds."

"Pretty good. I walk the dog every day." Lie.

"How long are your walks?"

"30 to 35 minutes." Lie.

"Can you up that to 45 minutes?"

"Yeah, I think so." No. I love my dog, but 45 minutes a night?

I can't help but wonder what she's thinking, if anything at all. How many patients must she have? Is she curious why my t-shirt says "Listen to Gwar" on it? Does she ever wonder about me, or is she thinking about her next break when she can rummage through her tiny fridge for a yogurt? Wait, she doesn't like milk-based products.

Her: "How about diet? Are you eating the things we talked about?"

Of course not. "Ah, I've been trying. But I slip and have a burger on occasion."

"OK. But have you thought about erasing the carbs? Can you have the burger without the bread? Maybe just wrap it with lettuce…"

"Hmmm." That's dumb. If I have a burger, it has to have bread. I want to tell her about all the things my mom fed us growing up. Our closest thing to green food was Iceberg lettuce. But there's not time to look backwards here — that's for therapy. Which reminds me, I should set up an appointment.

The questions come rapid fire.

Her: "Hobbies?"

Me: "Does writing count?"

"Sure. Are you a writer?"

"Uh… I write things down." Does that count?

"How do you feel from a 1 to 10? 10 being great."

"You mean right now? Or yesterday? Or an hour ago?"

"Let's say, right now."

I hesitate. "Uh, a 7 and a half?" But I know I'll be at least an 8 after I leave her office. "Do you ever have anyone say 10?" I ask.

She scribbles a bit, "No." Hands me a prescription, "OK then. I'll see you again in 6 weeks."

Cool. That's about when my next Bender is due.


Bender. Originally published in issue #41 of Monster Children. 2013.

Friday, January 9, 2015

DRAWING STORIES

If you haven't figured it out by now, Travis Millard is one of my favorite illustrators. He's also a pretty funny story teller. Here, in Drawing Stories, he combines the two. Dig it.


Thursday, January 8, 2015

WALLRIDE 29

It takes the Art Dump 6 months to compile the content for one of these catalogs. The bi-annual Wallride is out now... and for sale in the Crailtap store very soon. That's McCrank on the cover, Ben Colen photo.


Friday, January 2, 2015

ONE HOUR OF RANDOM, PART 3

iTunes random play : 3pm - 4pm

Archie Bronson Outfit “Dart For My Sweetheart”

Willie Bobo “Nessa”

Hunters & Collectors “Towtruck”

Band of Horses “Weed Party”

Tom Waits “The Part You Throw Away”

Jeffrey Lewis “Do They Owe Us a Living”

Screamin’ Jay Hawkins “Whistlin’ Past the Graveyard”

The Underground Railroad to Candyland “Next Stop, Coalinga”

Kutiman “No Reason For You”

She & Him “Sweet Darlin’”

Hank Williams “Your Cheatin’ Heart”

101ers “Steamguage 99”

Killing Joke “Change”

Tortoise & Bonnie Prince Billy “That’s Pep!”

Captain Beefheart and the Magic Band “Tropical Hotdog Night”

Le Tigre “TKO”

Queens of the Stone Age “The Vampyre of Time and Memory”