Clerkmanifesto is going context free for 100 days!
While I retire from 31 years at the Roseville Library, sell nearly everything I own, fly with my darling wife to Japan for 40 days, and then move together to France to start to build a life there, I present a less explained clerkmanifesto, a clerkmanifesto of snapshots and time travel. Below you may see old posts without introduction from my 4,750 post collection. You may see random photos, brand new or years old. I may write a passage about Japan as if of course you know I'm in Japan, I may make a simple observation or joke, but whatever it is, I won't be explaining it. You'll have to take it as it comes.
For more context you are welcome to read this longer introduction.
And if this is all too confusing I welcome you to investigate our thousands of fully explained historic posts from the past 12 years, though I'll be the first to admit, hours later, you may still come away a little confused.
Here, however it works, is what clerkmanifesto has for you today:
There's a lot of old, repurposed artwork of mine to show you, dug out from storage and discarded after a minute of photography (actually, some of it I left behind in back files of the Roseville Library). Some of these old pictures and paintings couldn't be improved with an AI gloss, but some of it was able to be shown more as it really was than any poor pictures I've ever had of it could. Today I get to show you a few pictures of one of these.
At the end of my time in art schools I made a five foot tall, obsessively painted ceramic sculpture. I spent hundreds and hundreds of hours on this in a small apartment in San Francisco. The sculpture long gone, I came across two rough pictures of it. With a reasonable amount of effort I was able to get AI to make an almost proper picture or two of the piece almost as it was.
This sculpture was lambasted by a mean art teacher and shown in a shiny new art gallery in San Francisco by a nicer art teacher, an odd juxtaposition, or so it strikes me now.
And here is a detail from the above piece. If anything these underplay the number of dots:
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