Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Monday, March 8, 2010
Alison spends her days running impossible distances on trails in and around Portland, Oregon, teaching children art, tending to her animals and making paintings and collage. Her inspiration for The Retelling was the song "Little Stallion with the Glass Jaw". She illustrated the line, "So many pearls. So many antlers to be tossed off". Alison loves that song. Holopaw loves Alison.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Big Skills is a collaboration between Stephanie Hutin and Florencio Zavala, an artist and a designer, a film maker and and editor, a wife and husband, Floridians and Californians.
Our retelling is dedicated to Dutchie, a friend of Holopaw and dearest lover of bread. She rests in the flower patch and runs with the palominos.
Monday, February 8, 2010
I have to confess that I'm usually pretty slow to pick up on lyrics. (Sorry, John!) When I was asked to work on this project, I was on tour, and I was spending a lot of time driving with the new Holopaw album playing on my car stereo. On the tour, I was showing some films that used a lot of abstract loops, and somehow one night driving across the wilds of Arkansas a variation on those images clicked with something in the sound of the Holopaw record. It was only way later that I realized that "The Lazy Matador" includes the lyric "just a pinprick"; all these images were made by punching holes in black leader with a push pin. Maybe I was listening to the lyrics after all.
What I made here I also think of as a kind of "make your own Holopaw video." The beats in the image seem to magically sync with a lot of the songs, so feel free to rub 'em together yourself & see what you think.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
NO GLORY triptych. Plumes of black pour into the gloaming from the
wheezing mouth of the cave. All holes, no glory. Sparrows gather
rubies from the mine. Produced in freezing Bloomington, Indiana after
midnight with creative energy from my friends in Holopaw.
Monday, February 1, 2010
oh glory, i keep sleeping with you shimmering on the other side of the curtain.
oh wilderness, i keep waking up with echoes of you in my head. this morning it was "so many pearls..."
oh holopaw, i remember you playing on the painted white porch, spanish moss swinging low from all the nearby trees. i could catch wispybits of you if i peddled past, or i could creak open the screen door to be surrounded by the full sweet fog of you....
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Monday, January 11, 2010
Thursday, December 17, 2009
here is the house the avalanche swept away, the conductor and a shadow, inspired by this slow and quiet winter white
a soft brizz is blowing a tenda brizz it kisses your eye gentil brizz it kirresses your face but strange feeling without and within a love messsige in slo scrawl ing h is for hel lo
anna heath live in gainesville, fl will go back home to the ocean
someday untill driving countryside and meeting member of the
williston woodturning club
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Sunday, December 13, 2009
In the misty vista of Appalachia, playing Art Teacher, I found you, and mistook the meaning of your hollow resonation.....
Christy Gast lives and works in Miami, FL, down the turnpike from the Holopaw exit. She has been two stepping to the soft strains of Holopaw since that fateful Halloween a decade ago.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Friday, December 11, 2009
Jesse James can be a bit literal at times. He likes his iPhone Scrabble, New York TImes Crosswords and listening to the wordplay that comes from the ever-quivering voice box of Holopaw. Throughout the new record, it became a game to find the recurring phrases that would come and go like reappearing extras in some small-town stage play.
Jesse has set up shop in his new basement office in Brooklyn and is continually looking to work for friends so he can remember why he started making stuff in the first place.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Here's something I kept thinking about while listening to the "art teacher and the little stallion." man/sea hybrid lovers. In my head they kept diving into each others hearts but I decided to leave them blowing alongside each other in the wind.
Monday, December 7, 2009
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Friday, December 4, 2009
The last time I was in New York I made 20 small paintings of Holopaw icons. These icons have shown up in various places on our website (see downloads page) and were recently gathered together as a t-shirt design for our last tour. I copied the paintings and cut out the icons intending to collage them together as part of this project. In the end, I used the negative space left behind and not the icons themselves. I collaged into the empty space images from a vintage pamphlet called Good Head I bought in the Tenderloin years ago at The Magazine. The zine is printed in red ink on matte paper. The images inside are various shades of washed out pink. Beautiful.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
I thought I was finished with the making portion of this release. After working up artwork for the cd, the record, the 7", buttons, a poster and t-shirts, I felt spent. But as the inspiring submissions for The Retelling began to arrive, I felt myself getting reeled back in. So much so that I've created six submissions to date and have ideas for many more. The first is my imagining of the Little Stallion character who reoccurs throughout the record. I drew it at my boyfriend Alan's apartment in Williamsburg. He has a small collection of silhouette portraits of boys. The silhouette I modeled this drawing from is a true dandy...clever hat, cascading curls and a ribbon at his throat. "Little Stallion kicking up the sand, run free."
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
I originally thought I would try and do my own album cover and try and utilize those crystal looking things that john draws. Then one day this vision came to me of a lamb (john's voice has a lamb-like quality) standing on a cloud with a crystal forest in the background. Easier said than done right? Well, this is what came from that vision. I think of it as an advertisement.
I am a pizza shop owner who likes to paint and collaborate with john at work.
Monday, November 30, 2009
This is my vision of the place of the "last transmission". I think that for me this song is about this internal space of declaration, an acknowledgement of an ending. I began to think about where the last transmission would come from, rather than what the transmission would be. I imagine that in general last transmissions are similar in tone and content... where they come from depends on so much.