jackassworld

Right after I first relocated to California in 1992, I chose to drop everything I had learned and reinstate my “education” via the mannerisms of Jeff Tremaine. His key saying rested, as “art is my life,” a token of wisdom that I found contained more joy and innovation within than the crap that people in Middle America thought up.

Today, I am still running with it. An important point to throw out is the Henri Cartier-Bresson is now dead. All I know is that when I die the “French Ministry of Culture” won’t announce my death, but I imagine my art might jump a few bucks in the concourse of it all. As was stated, Henri acted as a very bitter and distressed man in his final years. Also, I heard that he never ever owned a digital camera.

Art lives on here at jackassworld. I may not be from France, but take art and its value to small time heights only recognized by the few kooks that will see this shit.

(photo by Earl Parker; Los Angeles, CA; 2009)

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