Museum of Bad Art

Michael Frank, Curator-in-chief of the Museum of Bad Art visited Seattle a few weeks ago to do a book signing in my studio.

He was kind enough to bring this piece to trade to The Sauce (okay, I demanded a trade -- but still...nice of him).

He still has yet to send me a story, so I've cobbled together some bits from our email exchange re: our very different lodgings in Portland. I'm sure Michael will send a story someday, but in the meantime, enjoy this.

The Backstory:

This cat painting wasn't awful enough for the Museum of Bad Art (MOBA) to put in their permanent collection so they passed it on to me.

What's funny to me is that this painting of a kitty looks more realistic than our friends cat: Curly Burnt Whiskers who got his name because he liked to sleep on a radiator and it burned the whiskers on half of his face. He also likes to chew on curtains and look around with a blank look on his face. He's special.
 

Here is MOBA's story about Cockfighters:

"Cockfighters" was presented to MOBA by Ron Claiborne, one of the hosts of ABC's Good Morning America who came to interview us for a feature. They did a fine production job - the place was lit beautifully, and Ron had clearly done his homework about MOBA. I was put off by his attitude though; he was interested and engaged when we talked with the lights on and the camera rolling, but as soon as we stopped for a break he would immediately look down and be consumed with checking his email or whatever from his blackberry device.

A Velvet Last Supper painting.

My ultimate fantasy has come true.

The Museum of Bad Art (MOBA) finally traded me this after I sent their curator a number of threatening emails.

You can read that series by clicking on this hyperlink (what's a hyperlink you ask? I'm not telling. You're too dumb.)