the outsiders gallery

Random thought?? So Stan is a skilled artist in his own way, he creates taxidermy creatures and cobbles together various crafts. What if one of the tourists who comes in is a snooty gallery curator and sees the stuff around the Shack and is like “Mr. Pines, this is exactly the kind of avant-garde outsider art my gallery is looking for. There is a certain je ne sais quoi to these, and people will pay a hefty sum for these eccentricities”  “Don’t know what Juno says quack is but you had me at ‘hefty sum’. So that’s how  Stan gets to be in an art gallery with all his stuff on display everywhere. He drinks a lot of wine, and eats all the fancy cheeses, and wrangles patrons. “My oh my, what is this delightfully quirky creature?” “What’s it look like, it’s literally a squirrel-duck. Lookin’ at it costs you five bucks.”  I mean, Stan being in a fancy art gallery opening (with his stuff being displayed) is hilarious to me for some reason?

eBay auctions for the above three original ink drawings end from 8.30pm GMT today. eBay search ‘Carp Matthew’ to bid on these disgusting fuckers.

Better Times.

Ricardo Gonzalez.

Howard @ 6th St in San Francisco, Ca

When it comes to the new year one should look forward rather than back and be optimistic about the better times ahead. This is outside 1AM Gallery. The artist goes by itsaliving.

Portrait of a group of Chippewa Indians titled “Chippewa wedding” with the couple getting married posing presumably in the foreground somewhere in Minnesota, c. 1860′s/1870′s. By Martin’s Art Gallery.

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summary: calum is mia on the most important night of your life


I paced back and forth outside the art gallery, my phone pressed to my ear.

“Hi! This is Calum, I’m not here right-” I let out a cry of frustration and ended the call before his voicemail could finish. I’d already left him 8 messages, another one wasn’t going to change the fact that he was MIA on the most important night of my life.

“(Y/N)?” I turned to look at the organiser of the exhibition and my boss. “We’re ready for the reveal.” She told me.

“Right, okay, yea.” I nodded, smoothing down the crisp, white button-up I had on and walked back into the building.

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Lucy and the Strauss family from chapter 347

I really liked the parts where Lucy was interacting with the Strauss siblings it was really cute why haven’t i seen anyone colour these panels? So I just had to colour them <3  I just really love the relationship they have.


Street Artist: Ernest Zacharevic 

Ernest “ZACH” Zacharevic is a Lithuanian-born artist combining fine art techniques with a passion for creating art outdoors. Experimentation lies at the heart of Ernest’s style, with the only constant being the dedication to his ever-changing concepts. With ideas leading the way, he removes the restriction of artistic boundaries, moving freely between the disciplines of oil painting, stencil, and spray, installation and sculpture; producing dynamic compositions both inside and outside of the gallery space. On Instagram.

I love the ruggedness of New England as it helps foster a challenging and vibrant landscape, and the area surrounding Crystal Cascade in Pinkham Notch is about as rugged of terrain as it gets. This piece is a wide view of the tall and powerful cascading waterfall. 

I Don’t Get Art

“I don’t get art.” How many times has that phrase been muttered in museum corridors, in elementary art rooms, and outside college galleries. “I don’t get art.” What an odd statement. What is there to “get.” Art is art is art and understanding is a basic human skill. Nevertheless I’d like to address the statement for I feel that it stems from the common association between art and higher things; higher education, higher class, higher thinking, higher spirituality even. Art is both literally and figuratively placed on a pedestal. But this does not mean that art is only accessible to the people who create, collect, study, and commission it. Art is for the people, and so it is so tragic that a person could stand before a Renoir, a Degas, or an O’keeffe and say “I don’t get it.”

First of all you do, you’re just intimidated. The painting’s not going to bite you, the painting doesn’t care what you think. Stop being hesitant. This isn’t a test of your character or your cleverness, it’s just some paint on a canvas. Here I must confess that I have often elevated art to a position of holiness, the act of creating being an inherently divine thing. As an artist I often find myself approaching a painting like a criminal to a courtroom, or perhaps more accurately, like a priest to an alter. But it would do us all good to remember that art is just art. It has no more power over us than that which we grant it and what’s more, it’s subjective. You don’t need a fancy degree in fine arts or any formal education at all to be able to intelligently analyze a piece. In fact I think that it’s the idea that you do need to be qualified to understand art that currently limits our enjoyment of it. Art historians will always have their own opinions on a work and in their analysis they often rush to point out the artist’s purpose in making it, the message communicated through the image. And yes, that is important but I think it undermines the personal experience that art creates. Rather than tell us what the message is behind the Mona Lisa, rather than speculate over her identity or what da Vinci meant to say when he painted her, why not tell us about how it makes you feel. What does it remind you of? What do you, the viewer think? If you open your mouth and tell me that she reminds you of your late mother’s sister, your aunt who tries so hard and laughs too loudly but always means it, then I don’t think that’s ignorant. I think it’s beautiful. Likewise, if you were to say that you think it’s actually a self portrait, or a commentary on life’s mystery, or a portrait of a ghost, that’s fine. And, well, if you look me in the eye and say that you think it’s ugly and that your little cousin could do better in under 20 minutes, well then that’s ok too.

Contrary to what it may feel like when one approaches a Van Goh or a Whistler or a Michelangelo, art is at the mercy of the viewer, not the other way around. Art is inherently subjective, it doesn’t have to “mean” anything (unless you want it to) and it doesn’t have to give you anything (unless of course, you get something from it). Heck, art doesn’t even have to beautiful. There is no right or wrong answer and you are always entitled to your own conclusions. So take a moment and just look. Stop being intimidated. Stop having expectations. What do you see? How does that make you feel? What does it remind you of? What else do you notice that seems important? If you can answer those questions than congratulations, you “get art.”