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The Death of Cheato Lay
Acknowledging that we have a small tradition here at HLIB of posting front page zingers from the NY Post and NY Daily News, I thought today would certainly add to the carnage. You know that secretly you question this man's death...
... and I seriously want that headline job!
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hmmm. do I get an invite to your wedding?
hey, i don't think this is out of the question. If we can get Zarqawi's mug in a gold frame as proof (and even bid on it), how come we can't get K-Lay? Do you know how much this would go for in California?
In another sick thought... if it feels this good when Ken dies, i can't wait till Rush goes.
Well seeing how Tom Delay just got forced back onto the ballot in TX for a seat he abandoned, perhaps Rushbo might be dancing with some karma too.
All that Viagra and cigars has got to add up eventually.
One day I'll tell you my Rush stories - its weird where you can end up as an artist for hire.
No way!
I once did some scenic art for Bill Gates, but I signed something so I'm not allowed to talk about it. . .
But Rush?
No way. . . really?
WAY - yes for real. I can't talk about it here for the same reasons you have but I did some time in Palm Beach making some "scenic art". I can say I was a "coworker" of sorts with the infamous house keeper...
now its officially over for me and my blog...
shit, this is so much ammo for conspiracy advocates, and I was just in Bill Gates outer office today moving around some of the Microsoft Art Collection, and I'm really not suppose to talk about it...
"dude" - silence we're building up to some impulse to divulge everything!
Please tell me you have a Dale Chihuly story too...
you are all KILLING me! We should all divulge the works we have in fatcat's houses... holy crap. I could go on and on. I had no idea this was something we all share... i am seriously flipping my lid!
Sounds good to me. Who wants to host this?
Don't look at me.
I've never even met these guys
(except for Harold. . . if thats his real name).
But what would a client list prove? That only wealthy people can afford my hourly rate (which is still less then the plumbers)? Or that we can't choose our audience? Or that we've all been taken advantage of? Or that most people don't really care about art, and those that do buy it, often buy it for the wrong reasons? Or that instead of adding more and more to this world of Stuff, we should have all become social workers?
I wouldn't want to blow someone's cover (or trust) simply because of an "us-against-them" fevor. Personally, I work around trades-people all day who wake up feeling like they are being shat upon by the client. They just ooze animosity. Its a hostility that clouds their work, and their life. Born dyin'.
I'd guess I'd rather hear or see what you all did today that was fuckin' beautiful of full of awe.
Keep the fat-cats close. . . for now.
o for sure... god SL, i worked faux/mural for awhile and on those mansion sites with those people. Hell i WAS one of those people. You just brought it all back. i finally was independent for a bit until i fucked up this rich lady's bathroom and almost lost my shirt.
but you are right... no divulging. It's kind of an Artist/Client agreement.
guys - my faux days are looong behind and frankly I HATED it - every part of it. The work, the pay, the client, the other chumps on the job site you name it. Of course now that I'm wealthy and adjusted I can look back on those days with a smug grin...
just know this, Rushbo had no real art - that's why we were there. To paint birds and ducks...
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