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Pleg, Plug, Plug

Posted on May 9, 2008 by Varg

– Ya boy Varg will be peddling salvaged wood folk art tomorrow from 12 – 5 at the Freret Market Uptown. He will have a clearence basket where items that need to be moved will be sold from $5 on up. Come by and just say hi as many bloggers before you have. Twenty percent of all profits from tomorrow go to the Morris Fam so come on out.

– Or if ya can’t make it out that Early, my girl Romy Kaye will be singing at Carrollton Station around 9:30 and will be followed by a nice funk band so y’all can check us there. I’ll buy any one who reads these words a beer. If ya wanna taste of Romy’s voice, check it here.

– Oooorrr, if ya don’t feel like even screwin’ around with Uptown, check Sexxy Rexxy’s Paint Party in the heart of the Marigny/ By water area all day long. I’d be there myself if I wasn’t at that other event. Details are copied and pasted below…

NoLA Rising presents it’s fourth ever PAINT PARTY.

In association with the St. Claude Arts District, we’ll be out in the Marigny at 2833 Dauphine on Saturday, May 10th, 2008 from 11 a.m. to 6 p.m. painting our happy little booties off.

Afterwards, while some of us scruffy, paint people clean up, there will be a cocktail viewing of the pieces made that day from 6 p.m. to 8 p.m. at XO STUDIOS… conveniently next door to the park. Ranger Dave is making sure there will be other events surrounding the studio for those too timid to paint and would prefer to art watch. Afterwards, go out into the St.

Claude Art world and enjoy the blossoming art scene at so many of the other nearby galleries, for more information, go to http://www. scadnola. com

OTHER INFO IF YOUR UNFAMILIAR WITH THE PAINT PARTY CONCEPT (please feel free to read out loud in your best 1950’s television RED SCARE imitation):

What is this paint party people yap about so much, there MACK? We’re not having a paint party to paint anyone’s house…we’re getting together and making a day of community art. Come on out, see what is happening and join us for painting a small piece of artwork.

Why? Why not! But if you’re looking for a better answer than that Little Johnny…the why is that we here at NoLA Rising headquarters (located in sunny and humid New Orleans) are going to be collaborating with four other cities to have an “IT’s YOURS, TAKE IT” public art event.

Public Art Event? Don’t we have museums for that? Why yes, Sally, we do. But the point is to have art on the streets for the ordinary passer-by to take home one piece if so desired. Already, over twenty-five artists from around the world have signed up and we thought we’d include the New Orleans art community in this wonderful opportunity to showcase their work. And I know what you’re thinking…someone’s going to get greedy and take a lot more than just one. Fear not, security will be provided by some of the most unscrupulous talents of the Marigny/Bywater area for those who get too greedy. For this is not the neighborhood where greed is rewarded.

So, what’s the catch anyhow Beaver? The only catch is that you have to show up. We’re not the judgmental type. Come and make what you can. The only caveat is that we may need more paint and ask that you bring enough for you and your neighbor to use. Rex has gotten some donated in the past from the very generous National Art & Hobby on Magazine Street, but there’s no guarantee those supplies can last. Rex usually comes out of pocket himself for the paint, but seeing as he’s been working as a full time artist the last three months, his budget is pretty much gone. What he’s got, he’s got to share though.

The “IT’s YOURS, TAKE IT” event will be announced later, but it will be the second Saturday in June and it’s location will remain a state secret until such time as necessary. It will only be advertised by word of mouth, small handbills, and this blog.

C’mon out for the next paint party on Saturday, May 10th. We’re getting at lot mo’ better at putting these things together. We’re actually going to try and get food guys lined up to be there in case we get the hunger. So, GRAB YOUR PAINT if you got some and shake that tale on over to where we’ll be at.

We welcome anyone who want to enjoy the spirit of New Orleans community!

2 thoughts on “Pleg, Plug, Plug”

  1. celcus says:
    May 10, 2008 at 3:54 pm

    Isn’t “salvaged” artspeak for crap you find by the side of the road?

    And, FYI, I pick up a lot of crap from the side of the road, myself, for art and whatnot.

  2. Varg says:
    May 11, 2008 at 9:27 am

    That’s one word for it, It’s also called “rescued.” 🙂

    And if ya see any plywood ever, let me know. I always need plywood and do tons of stuff with it.

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3 Noble Truths

Know yourself. Know the Universe. Know yourself in the Universe.

Rev. Varg’s Artist Statement

Rejoice!

I say that a lot. I sign many pieces with it. I do this because I believe our lives are a true happenstance. A brilliant occurence from nothingness. We are so rare. We are so unlikely. And simply being born isn’t enough. From there we must survive, endure. So each morning, after our Sun departs and is reborn again. Please, for the sake of your ancestors and the Universe in general, hoist that cup of joe up and say, “Rejoice.”

Ours is a soulful existence. No matter how many McMansions, polyester fabrics, auto-tunes, modified foods and social networks we surround ourselves with, we are all still native, passionate beings made of ancient matter. We are organic and we have soul.

Wood also has a warm, soulful quality. Wood has a memory. It retains smells, traumas, events. It even has a calendar. This is why I have chosen it as my medium, for its old soul. I like to think the wood in my work is in its third incarnation. First a tree, then a home and now art. If you have a room that needs a little soul, get a piece. A room can never have enough soul.

My inspiration and subject matter comes from many sources, among them: Humanism, old ballads, trickster tales, flora and fauna, science, myths and folklore, stringed instruments, brass bands, amber spirits, lady vocalists, general relativity and quantum mechanics. Some of my pieces are there just to make a short, simple statement about what’s important in life. Some are more diffuse and abstract in meaning. A personal drama, an enduring line from a poem or novel, a poignant song lyric, the legacy of an important person, a fleeting thought … these are the subjects of my art.

I use hearts often because they are a very abstract way of depicting the human soul without also employing the very subjective human form. The symbolic heart is an apt representation for a person’s experience and essence. A body can immediatly conjure happiness, sorrow, youth, age, anger, bliss. These emotions can get in the way. Sometimes it’s simply about the experience.

I am the son of a sailor and a social worker, the grandson of a gypsy, a dancer and a nurse. I spent my youth moving from port city to port city, watching a lot of road go by and reading World Book Encyclopedia. After my parents settled down on the Gulf Coast, I was a miscreant youth, destroying cars and taking the wrongs things too seriously and the right things not serious enough. Eventually I began replacing my imagination with experience.

I will use any salvaged wood but prefer swamp cypress and longleaf heartwood pine.

I despise waste. Particularly the waste of organic matter. Trees are magnificent. They were here before we arrived and they’ll be around after we are gone. I’m making an effort to save as much wood as possible. Creating art is fun too. But beyond communicating with folks, but beyond making money ad providing for myself, beyond rescuing flooded parts, beyond reveling in the ethereal aroma of heartpine that hasn’t seen the light of day in 400 years, beyond all that, I am trying to make a simple comment on waste.

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