ResidentSadist -> RE: Got Piratitude? (9/19/2008 1:15:34 PM)
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ORIGINAL: subtee perfect It's all in the attitude... I mean piratitude. Long ago and far away, in a recording studio near Detroit Michigan that was owned by sadistic gentleman who looked a lot like me, there was a 60ft. long hallway. In that hallway was a collection of several hundred very striking postcards. Each and every card was it work of art that connected with and impacted the viewer. Whether it was a photo that captured a frozen moment in time or something that pushed life’s beauty and contrast in your face, they were all epic in content despite their postcard size. That hallway led to the restroom and the coffee bar at the back of the studio. It was a long walk. The object of the wall was to create something of artistic interest for the artists that worked in the studio on their way to take a break. Often I would hear stories about someone getting “lost in time” on the way back from the restroom or the coffee bar as they got caught up in the plethora of art work. More than once I have heard a producer or fellow artists ask “ what ever happened to …”. Inevitably we would find the missing person somewhere at the end of the hallway. It grew to be a very unique collection and performers sent me things to add to it from all over the world. It grew to have a reputation of its own. It was truly an art gallery with every piece framed. Artists that were new to the facility would tell me they had heard of the collection when their friends told them about the studio. This hallway, this postcard gallery and the arrangement of the themes in the gallery was very important. When it was done right, it had the same impact as being in a museum. With hundreds of pieces set up in a staggered arrangement of 5 and 6 high, if you spent 20 seconds looking at each one, it took about 2 hours to view them all. The point of this story is about the postcard I chose to be the first one in the collection. It wasn’t hard for me to decide which one was to be the first on exhibit. The very first card was a sepia tone photograph of an old Harley Electra Glide with the leather clad biker napping on the seat. His feet were up on the handlebars and his helmet was being used as a pillow as it rest on the bitch pad. His hands were folded over his belly and both him and the Harley, which rested on its kick stand, looked powerful and peaceful. Underneath the photograph at the very bottom in an unimposing cursive font was the word “attitude”. It’s all in the attitude. Just saying…
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