AMP: Artists' Meeting Place and Resource Collective

Been busy working on our 2006 Exhibition in Denmark. All info is on the website, but here's the FAQ page I wrote.

UPCOMING EXHIBITIONS

Memories III: All good things come in 3's

11 - 23 July 2006

Filosofgangen
Fyns Udstillingsbygnings for Kunst og Design
Odense DK (See the website for a photo)

FAQS

"Memories III: All good things come in 3's is a two-week exhibit for non-professional artists. There is no theme this year, so feel free to express your creativity!

Can I participate without being a member of TSLO?

Absolutely yes! All of TSLO’s programmes are open to every non-professional artist and student. The more art and artists we have participate the more communication we lines and networks we create! We are pleased to see all artistic effort – not just the membership.

That's the theme for this month as well as the upcoming issue of "Adventures for the Average Woman." Oy, what a broil! It feels like I'm sweating slugs to get it all done: writing, editing, Photoshopping, promoting, yada-yada-yada.

Add to the frenetic creative process the blaring reality that I've got to find gainful employ in order to stay half-way solvent and "un"-indigent. I know you all can certainly relate.

Enough of my tsorris. I did manage a mitzvah for Earth Day by cleaning up some trash along the rocky shores of North Weymouth, MA. I say make it Earth Day every day!

The other bit of good news for all curious, is that I shall soon be posting the magazine as pdf files. Hope this illicits more subscriptions and funding for the cause of action-packed thrilling, chilling, woos-free women-centered literature!

Well, I've never actually created a blog entry before, but here goes...I just got back from experiencing the gorgeous collaboration of AMP Member Scrote, who can do anything musically, (http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/scrote, http://www.bundinimusic.com/scrote, and
http://www.myspace.com/scrotemusic, among other excellent websites that Scrote inhabits) with David Garza (http://www.davidgarza.com or http://www.myspace.com/davidgarza) at Largo
(http://www.largo-la.com) here in Los Angeles, and decided it was about time I wrote something about AMP's first voyage abroad. It was an excellent trip, and probably the best thing about it was the hospitality I encountered along the way.

For earlier Chapters and an explanation of this dreadful story, see blog: The Cardiff Grandma. WARNING: This novel contains fake Welsh.
In the previous episode, everyone else leaves the Vice’s office, closing the door behind herself. Now, Samantha Panther, star reporter, flashes back on Uncle Wong, ponders the evils of the illegal rug trade.

The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 27

Dogs and rugs and Geckos
They always come in Twos
Be they lizard wool or Corgis
Be they R_ - -- tali hoe -.

Samantha Panther re-read the crumpled text message from Uncle Wong yet again. What could it mean? She committed it to memory, broke it open and ate the fortune cookie inside.

For earlier Chapters and an explanation of this dreadful story, see blog: The Cardiff Grandma. WARNING: This novel contains fake Welsh.
In the previous episode, Wolfcastle and the literal-minded Librarian meet. Next, the Vice in a deadly fit of pique.

The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 26

‘I want him inconvenienced!’

There was no need to say anymore.

For earlier Chapters and an explanation of this dreadful story, see blog: The Cardiff Grandma. WARNING: This novel contains fake Welsh.
In the previous episode, we left the Cornishman “happily engrossed in a three-way conversation about code switching with two Portuguese nuns and a Lebanese-Greek dentist” so that we could recede to Wolfcastle…

The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 25
He was having a bad day. It hadn’t even technically be going for that long, the sun only having recently risen and all.

Ddwwchyllff’s line was engaged – what could he be doing at this hour? Surely the call girl wasn’t still there? He’d tried several times in a row and there was no reply. Wolfcastle stepped out of the mobile mobile phone booth© and realised that his inventive friend hadn’t actually told him how to deflate it once finished. That had been another source of annoyance. Yet another soon presented herself.

For this AMP site, I listed my type of art as photography although I personally feel that photography is not art. To me art is something that comes from the soul and is expressed in a physical form - it is something unseen which comes from the artist's mind. Photography is more like expressionism - one can only photograph what exists in real life but the perspective that the photographer gives it is his/her own. It's much like playing the piano well - the music is already written on the sheet, but it is up to the pianist to determine how it will sound to others. Honestly, I orignially got into photography because I loved the sound of the whir and click of a camera in a MISIA song I was listening to.

I got this in my email box the other day and I thought I would share. I'm also thinking about submitting work.

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EROTIC SIGNATURE has launched the World's Greatest Erotic Art Competition (WGEAC) to date. With prizes ranging from $1,000 to $10,000 and the opportunity to have your work viewed by the world's leading publishers, curators, artists, academics, collectors, editors, and established masters in the field of erotic art. This competition will culminate into a beautifully bound coffee table book entitled The World's Greatest Erotic Art of Today. This annual publication will be comprised of each year's 200 WGEAC's winners and all profits from its sale donated to an organization fighting to find a cure for HIV/AIDS.

For earlier Chapters and an explanation of this dreadful story, see blog: The Cardiff Grandma. WARNING: This novel contains fake Welsh.
In the previous episode, Medium Chief Running Water ponders a possible connection between the illegal rug trade and the landmine scheme. Here, back to the wandering Cornishman, now aka Tresovian, last seen in NYC…

The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 24

Ddwwchyllff was prone to mood swings. Ddwwchyllff’s most recent mood swing had swung him out of the revolving bedroom window to a fate of almost certain death, if not worse.

Peppet’s mood tended not to swing too far at all – if anything, at times, he may swing from miserable to really bloody miserable, but that was about it. He had left New York and was now making his way somewhere else. Exactly where: he would not say.