Showing posts with label Electric avenue. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Electric avenue. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 7, 2016

Say NO To The Abbot Kinney Hotel - Please Sign The Petition TODAY!

UPDATE!

In another shady Developer move, the hearing for this project was rescheduled in the 11th hour, and will now be held on SEPTEMBER 22! PLEASE keep the petition going until then, and I sure hope you're not there right now, all mad and disappointed. Mark the 22nd and continue to Fight The Power! Thank you.

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Man. I thought the proposed hotel for Abbot Kinney Boulevard stupid project had gone away (read about the original story in 2013 HERE), but it's rearing its head again, and there will be a meeting to oppose it tomorrow. Ugh.


It's hard for a lot of people to make it as it's during the day and there's that work thing, but if you can't attend, PLEASE PLEASE sign this petition TODAY to make your voice heard.

https://www.change.org/p/mike-bonin-stop-the-venice-place-hotel?recruiter=7562865&utm_source=share_petition&utm_medium=facebook&utm_campaign=autopublish&utm_term=mob-xs-share_petition-reason_msg

PLEASE. The petition tells you all about how dumb and not well thought out the plan is, and how poorly it will affect the surrounding neighborhoods. The school across the street. The already way too narrow Electric Avenue. The traffic on Abbot Kinney already making it hard for bikers and skaters in a biker skater town. The even more douchebags it will bring to our streets. It's just dumb, greedy, gentrifying b.s. and no one that has any idea of how great Venice is/was before the selfishness came in could possibly be for this mess.

So please don't let it happen. Sign this TODAY or attend the meeting TOMORROW.

Thank you, Venice! Let's keep it real.

Thursday, July 14, 2016

Long Live Dogtown!

One of the best things about a walk around Venice is discovering all the public art works that decorate our town. Dogtown.


I love the one at Vernon and Electric (by Fransicso Letelier and Marybeth Fama), that serves to remind us of our history and nickname (and also the reason these stories are written under the "Blogtown" name). There are so many walls between us these days ... they should at least be filled with art.

Long Live Dogtown!

Wednesday, June 8, 2016

The Art Of Rohitash Rao - Trash And Treasure

I first became aware of Rohitash Rao's art at one of the ArtBlocks, and wondered what the story might be behind the witty paintings done on found objects, or as Rao himself calls it, "trash". I'm always drawn to art with words in it, and Rao's words do not disappoint. We chatted at the most recent ArtBlock and made a plan to sit down and find out just what his story is. We did, and now I know. It goes like this ... 


Rao was born in India, and moved with his family to Rancho Cucamonga at the age of two. His father was a glass blower and had found work in the Inland Empire, where everyone was an immigrant, because the town of Rancho Cucamonga was brand new. No one was from there, because it had never existed before, creating equal footing for everyone. Everything was a first ... the first time a wall had been tagged, the first time someone put a ramp in a backyard, it was all new, like the subdivision in E.T., and Rao says, "That was how I grew up, and it was great."

Rao told me that all of his art is informed by that place and time, with popular culture and music from that era figuring prominently in his work. Rao had always been painting and drawing from a young age, and one way that he made friends in school was that he was the guy who could do awesome lettering, like the exact AC/DC or KISS logo, and other kids would hit him up to decorate their folders. This started a lifelong interest in typography, which remains evident in his work.


It came time for college and Rao's mother was dead set on him being a scientist like she was herself. He went to San Jose to study chemistry, and confesses that he was "the worst student ever", flunking out of everything, just because he didn't like it. He went home and told his parents he needed to find an art school, and soon he was on his way at the Art Center in Pasadena. As he wanted to "Do it all", advisors recommended that he study advertising, because it covered so much, and honed his design sense and writing skills.

Years in the advertising biz followed, with a move to New York City. The writing skills paid off, and together with his partner, Peter Nelson, Rao got a book deal for a series of children's books, including Herbert's Wormhole and Creature Keepers. The books are an obvious hit, as Rao has fan letters and drawings from kids stacked on his table, and it's great. Rao illustrated the books as well, and always kept painting to keep in shape for the drawing. Painting soon became as important to him as the illustration, so he was kept very busy, as there were also readings for kids, a new series of animated shorts for Comedy Central called Anua Jiram (marijuana backwards) that were for adults - the total opposite of the kids' books. For balance. There was also a pilot for Fox called Rancho Cucamonga, produced by Lorne Michaels, that didn't wind up getting picked up ... yet.


With all that going on, and with Rao's writing partner, Nelson, living in L.A., Rao decided to make the move back to California. "Of all the parts of L.A. I like, for me it was always Venice," explained Rao. "It was just pure bliss. The light is the most obvious thing. Painting with natural light is the best thing, and I can open the doors to the studio and spray paint outside in the fresh air, and it's Heaven." His studio on Electric Avenue is a sun and art-filled space, teeming with creativity. "I've never been more productive. Abbot Kinney is right there, and has everything you could want. It helps my work to have everything nearby." Like he can just zip out for lunch or coffee or whatever, and return right back to work, without taking half the day to drive and park and all that. Perfecto.


"When I was in New York, I would think of Venice as one of the nicest places in L.A. Like at a 4-way stop, all the Venice people are telling you to go. In Santa Monica, maybe one person would wave you ahead. In Hollywood, zero would. People are nicer here, and look out for each other more. Drivers look out for bikers and skaters, because cars here KNOW this is your town," Rao said, pretty truthfully, at least for now.

Talking more about his art, Rao said that his idea of painting on trash began in junior high, mainly as a cost reason for cheap materials, but it quickly became a mimic of our culture. "I'm painting about our culture on the stuff that our culture throws away, to show how ridiculous it all is," Rao told me to better define his methods. "I do it too, but I'm aware of it, and I'm calling it out as ridiculous." Rao takes the words and images of Pop culture and mixes it together in a blender, like the painting of a weed leaf made up of the lyrics from the Cheers theme song.


Rao doesn't suffer from needing materials, as with all of the construction on and near Abbot Kinney, there is trash and detritus everywhere, just waiting to be discovered on his walks down the alley between his studio and the boulevard ... "I don't even have to try." Friends and neighbors also now know, and will drop off things they find for him to paint on, from big pieces of wood to paper drink cups. The "Trash Talk" paintings on cups began when Rao started a blog called "Art For A Beer" while in New York (for which he did a painting a day for 100 days). He would go to a bar and do a painting "of stuff I've heard on the streets" on a cup in exchange for a beer. There would be 20 or 30 people waiting to buy him a beer, which you can't really physically do, so after a few beers, they would start giving him cash, and thus, he began selling a bunch of paintings. That's pretty cool, right?


The paintings are all super clever, and all have a point to make. "When he finally looked up from his phone he discovered that everyone in the world was dead" is pretty dark, but also a zinger to those kinds of people. Rao often juxtaposes different areas of Pop culture, say a Snoopy character with a Radiohead lyric. I think my favorite one at the moment is one of a little plane in a night sky that draws you close to read the small print, "Oh, Stewardess, I speak jive." From Airplane, of course. I love it.

Another favorite - clearly - is the one Rao did when Prince died, and posted right when it had been 7 hours and 13 days since he had passed away. Lovely.


Rao is always up to the minute, and just completed one in honor of Muhammad Ali ...


And, as most down Venetians are, Rao is also feeling the Bern.


There is a whole installation of small paintings of people with the caption "These are all of the people you ignored today because you were too busy looking down at your phone" Thought provoking, and this is one that Rao is looking for a wall to recreate it as a big mural. It would be perfect right in the middle of Abbot Kinney somewhere, so if you have a wall to fill, please contact Rao and make it cool. And make a statement.


Another pointed series is the Kool-Aid packets Rao has altered to tweak the noses of targets such as climate change deniers and the ridiculousness of a Trump campaign or anyone who would support it. Drinking the Kool-Aid ...


"Venice is an artist's community. It's why I was drawn here, and why other artists are drawn here. It's not the weather, it's the creative community, that supports each other. Music, painting, technology, writing, it's all why we're all here together in this creative pocket. And we need to protect that," Rao said, with conviction. That is why he and the other members of the ArtBlock created that special day, to support each other and be the (old) Sundance art event, vs. the corporate affair that the annual Art Walk has become (though proceeds go to Venice Family Clinic - still.). They all teamed up together to make it happen, all in it together. "We all paid for the buses, the banners, everything ourselves," Rao said, and he added the great tag line to the mix (shades of his old ad agency days), "See Artists In Their Natural Habitat." Grassroots style, and one of the best art events Venice has. Power to the People!


Rao recently had his first solo show at the Fathom Gallery in Downtown L.A. which was a smashing success, to be followed by his first New York solo show next month (July 23) at Kustera Projects in Red Hook. With another Creature Keepers volume coming out this fall, and directing video content for various outlets, Rao is constantly busy, but always manages to find the time to keep painting.


Rohitash Rao is making treasures out of trash, and he is making social commentary with wit and intelligence ... all of which is just about as Venice as you can be. We're lucky to have him.

Visit Rao's world at Rohitashraopaintsontrash.com




Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Thanks For Sharing Your Heart

Sometimes just walking around town, you come across the sweetest things. I saw this little sign on a post on Electric Avenue, and my own heart was warmed. Hi, Thanks for sharing your heart.

I gather that it was first just a heart, and then someone came along and thanked them for it. I love this exchange between, I assume, strangers, and just that someone would take the time for either action.

Good job, humanity! Thank you for your hearts.

Thursday, July 9, 2015

Abbot Kinney Reflections

I love to wander around the neighborhood and happen upon a new work by Robin Murez. Her Venice Public Art mission is one of the best and coolest attempts to keep Venice so very special. The latest one is on Electric and San Juan Avenues, and features a portrait of Abbot Kinney with a reflecting mirror. Very cool.



Kinney dreamed up this wonderful place, and we who live here are all stewards of his vision. I wonder what he would think about artists and lower income families being pushed out of the home that they also love? The little earthquakes we've had this year may just be him rolling over in his grave.



But maybe not. Because there are still people like Murez out there thinking up - and executing - creative ways to show appreciation and love for Venice. I thank her, and all of you who keep making Venice the most interesting place ever to live. Sincerely.


*Honorable Mention - Kudos must be paid to the fantastic dame in the dark last night. My street butts right up to Abbot Kinney Boulevard and unfortunately, The Brig. Tools with big mouths come out of there and stumble to their cars parked on our street regularly, and that's ok. We live in an urban area and that's to be expected. What is NOT expected is those tools going to sit in their parked car after bar close, blasting lame music so loud with their windows down that my windows shook in their panes. Literally. That and their very poor singing along at the top of their lungs woke up the entire neighborhood.

I couldn't quite figure out where it was coming from at first, but when I looked out the window, I finally saw an older woman march out of the alley, right up to the car window and shout, "What is wrong with you?!" I couldn't make out the tirade unleashed back at her, just her repeatedly saying, "Just go home. Go home." The music turned down and she turned and headed back down her alley, There wasn't time for me to get down there, so I yelled out into the night, "THANK YOU!!!" and hoped that both the woman and the carload of little dicks heard me. The car squealed out and the driver yelled, "BITCH!!!!" at her. It reminded me exactly of the attitude in that Ariana Grande video going around, just entitled little brats that have no respect for anything.

Abbot Kinney the street has gotten too cool for its own good. People like that last night should know before they come here that we're not having it. And that woman last night was more O.G. than anything I've seen out of anyone around here in a while. Good on her. And thanks again!






Friday, December 31, 2010

Electric Avenue Wisdom for 2011

I just took a walk down to Electric Avenue ... and let it take me higher. Because as I was cruising along, reflecting on the great things that happened in 2010, and how I want it all to go in 2011, I came upon this brightly painted - and smart - garage door.


Much like on my last (and glorious!) beach walk of the decade (!) this morning, when my Ipod on shuffle seemed to be speaking directly to me and my thoughts/feelings about the year we're just wrapping up, and the epic one we're about to begin. From Jimi to Jeff Buckley to Rage to Nick Drake to Bjork to Simon & Garfunkel to Ben Harper to Gabby Pahinui to Jimmy Cliff ... and on and on ... it felt like I was receiving messages straight from the Heavens via an Apple product.

Then I later happened upon this garage and it reiterated the vibe I'd already been floating upon ...

Smile.
Your feelings are just your feelings and your feelings are a choice.
We are who we are and that is that!!!
Be the change you wish to see in the world. (of course)
Courage.
Grace.
Compassion.
Trust.
Expression.
Forgiveness.
Joy.
Balance.
Dance!
Sing!
Love is the shift.
Let your heart guide you.

And above all ... PEACE to you in your heart, your soul, and your world, as we take another spin around in it together, in the already magical feeling 20ELEVEN!

Happy New Year to ALL!

{Noisemakers! Yells! Champagne corks popping! Lips smacking!}

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Murder on Electric Avenue

A 38 year old woman, Eun Kang, was murdered on Tuesday night in her home on the 1600 block of Electric Avenue in Venice. She was pregnant with twins. A 22 year old man, Boneetio Kentro Washington, was caught and charged today with Capital Murder. This is just sickening, and all any of us could talk about all day today.

The stretch of Electric where Ms. Kang lived is all houses on one side, all industrial warehouse stuff on the other. It is also the shortcut I take almost every day as my speedy way to get to Abbot Kinney. It's a one way street there, so I guess I always figure less traffic, faster, just zip home real quick down Electric. I took it home on Tuesday night, in fact, after a little stop at the Grilled Cheese truck (had to try it) in the Brig parking lot. About a half a block from where Eun Kang was brutally raped and stabbed to death, about an hour and a half later. I cannot believe this.


Scary things happen all the time, everywhere, but when one is in your face like this, it makes you pretty shaky. I love to write about the happy goings on in Venice all the time, but the fact remains that idyllic and bohemian as we are, there's also always going to be the dark side. This horrific nightmare appears to be random - they did not seem to know each other. She was carrying groceries inside and the guy followed her in, raped and killed her. And the twin babies inside of her. He was put in a mental hospital just in July, but found mentally competent to go to trial for burglary this past September. This feels like another massive failure of "the system", if you ask me. Everyone I talked to today feels like another massive failure of the system would be to allow this guy to remain alive. I know the death penalty is ultra-controversial and really, a terrible thing in itself, but it feels like it might have been invented for crimes just like this. He's not going to be reformed, he's not safe to be in society, he'll never get out of prison (we hope), so why even bother with a whole trial and all that - the police apparently caught him leaving the scene of the crime, they know he did it. To me, he's done.

I rode past the house today (probably the last time for this shortcut - too much super bad mojo for me there after another super sketchy incident a few years ago) and there were news trucks and all that, as if it's just the latest sensational news story, and not a neighbor and member of a close community. It felt gross, and wrong, to even be riding by. I just really can't even grasp the horror of it all ... but it happened. Right up the street. It could have easily been me, just a short time earlier. Ugh.

All of this can hopefully be a means to be more vigilant, more protective of one another, and more cautious, especially we ladies. I cruise around all the time by myself, and it's just kind of dumb, I guess, these days. We have to have each others' backs, now more than ever.


Rest in Peace, Eun Kang and your two unborn babies. I'm so so sorry this happened, for you and yours, and also for Venice. Everyone is feeling the pain.

Be good to each other, and be safe.