Druke Hambertram makes his first baby steps in 3/4 time...

I would like to announce the release of the first half of Druke Hambertram's first song. It is called The Best Waltz. Please give her a listen:

http://www.myspace.com/drukehambertram

What it does?

Gwazdor made me think. What does she do on your mind? Like her:

http://livenudemachines.com/

http://livenudemachines.com/. That is all.

Magnolia Painting Revisited

I've always admired subtlety of line and color. However, what I enjoy doing repeatedly produces a very unsubtle product. I wanna be Eva Hesse or some shit, but I'll probably only ever be a Friedensreich Hundertwasser. I guess it's a character flaw more than a flaw in technique. These things are harder to change. Maybe I should just add a ton of white to all my colors, so I get some kind of pastel transcendence.



Either way, I've scrapped layered transparency in favor of ecstatic dissociation. Less labor. More fun. I could probably stand to be a Hundertwasser anyway. People didn't listen to him because he was kind of a screwball hippie, but he said some excellent stuff. Also, he introduced me to architecture and believed, not unlike myself, that the straight line is "something cowardly... without thought or feeling". If I become a greenroofing contractor, it'll be cuz of him.

This is on sale for $2.5 million right now at ExtraLot.com.


And here he is naked, explaining how the building he's standing in is a crime against humanity. Not a bad way to get two lovely women to get naked and stand next to you.

"When you mix architecture with love, you get box houses-of-cards with yellow hot-water-bottle windows. In every window a blue tear." - Hundertwasser

Does anybody know the name of the painter that did the woodcutters(?) in the forest, where one of them is upside down? I love that painting, but I can't find it on the interweb.

The Redwood Bench

This is the redwood bench that I made for my first client, Pam.

The bench will age significantly in 6-months making it entirely gray, but I matched the grain nonetheless, master craftsman that I be.

Take note of the lovely basketweave in the far corner, and the flawless mitered joints where the fascia boards join. Also, the mitered ass-lathe detail on the ends of the bench are a signature of the developing Hamilton signature craftsman style.

In this picture you can see that there are no screws holding this bench together!? This is because I countersunk each screw and filled the hole with a plug of equal dimensions. You can't see it in this picture, but I took care to align the grain of each plug with the grain of its mother board.

Red Guy

I quit my job. I am a self-employed handyman now. I work 1/4 as much as I used to and make twice as much money, so I have time to fuck around again.

This is the red guy that I made out of sticks of wood, cotton padding, and sown together bits of an old red t-shirt I had laying around. His arm is broken in the last picture.





Also... here is a drawing of my Takuskanskan as it was in Opthalmalogist's parking lot.