Carving by Randall Rosenthal.

Eat your heart out, Josh Wilker.

Hey Now Edition…

From I’ll Let you be in my dream if you let me be in yours…

There are nine days left to see the Romare Bearden show at the Michael Rosenfeld gallery on 57th street.

From the New York Times review by Roberta Smith:

Romare Bearden (1911-88) spent more than 30 years striving to be a great artist, and in the early 1960s, when he took up collage in earnest, he became one. A small exhibition at the Michael Rosenfeld Gallery, organized to celebrate the centennial of Bearden’s birth, delivers this message with unusual clarity. It contains only 21 collages, all superb, in an intimate context that facilitates savoring their every formal twist and narrative turn, not to mention the ingenious mixing of mediums that takes them far beyond collage.

The works at Rosenfeld were made from 1964 to 1983. Some are not much larger than sheets of typing paper; others are more than four feet on a side. Their suavely discordant compositions involve both black-and-white and color photographs and occasional bits of printed fabric; almost all depict some scene of black life, past or present or imagined.

Highly recommended.

Movie Star hubba hubba:

Audrey Hepburn and Paul Newman

Hubba hubba Part II.

Click here for a photo gallery of the one and only Gordon Parks.

Couple of days of hubba hubba.

[Picture by Jean-Francois Jonvelle]

The Batman and Robin by Frank Miller.

Meow.

[Picture via Jhalal Drut]

Conrad Roset.

…in action…

Conrad’s drawing from conrad roset on Vimeo.

I always have been partial to collar bones myself. That and an elegant neck line. Oh, and hands, feet, eyes, lips. Hell, there ain’t much on a lady that I don’t admire.

Drink it in. Loveliness is, well, lovely.

Scott Weaver’s Rolling through the Bay from Learning Studio on Vimeo.

This is crazy impressive. And just crazy. And impressive.

Every painter has got to make a picture of a sink. It’s a humble assignment but one that often yields strong, vigorous results.

I dig this one.

[Painting by Chelsea Bentley James]

Don’t cry. There’s more baseball tomorrow.

Lo Hud’s got the post game notes.

Baby got back.

[Picture by Horst P. Horst]

Over at Low Hud Brian Heyman’s got Kevin Long talking Jeter, Posada and Gardner.

[Photograph by Hellen van Meene]

[Picture by Patricio Suarez]

Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep…Yeah!

…like that rally that wasn’t there?

At least not on Friday night at the Stadium. Down 3-2 the Yanks had the bases loaded in the fifth–on a gift, really, as a near triple play for the Jays turned into bases juiced nobody out–Mark Teixeira popped out to short and then Alex Rodriguez grounded into a 6-4-3 double play. In the eighth, Yanks down 5-3, they had the bases full again, but Derek Jeter whiffed–on a pitch out of the strike zone–and Nick Swisher tapped a harmless ground ball to first.

Freddy Garcia labored through five and David Robertson had a tough inning in the sixth; he gave up two runs and made a critical error. Robinson Cano hit two line drive home runs, absolute seeds, like pow!

But the Yanks couldn’t get a rally going and lost 5-3.

Nertz.

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