Specific at the HDTS HQ

While the VonTundra project was going down at A-Z West the “Specific Apartment” was the main feature at the HDTS HQ about a mile away in downtown Joshua Tree.  Specific is a really great new gallery/shop on Beverly in Los Angeles curated by Brooks Hudson Thomas.

Brooks created an installation of the “Specific Apartment”  in the back room at the HDTS HQ.  The HDTS HQ is already evolving into what I like to call a “Life Enhancement Shop” – and it was exiting to see the space chock full of accouterments for living.

There were some funky little paintings on fabric and cardboard by Sean Brian Mc Donald that I loved,  a walnut covered plywood chair and table set by Jalal Poehlman with really nice details (check out the legs in the image above), a sweet striped quilt by Denyse Schmidt and a bunch of other really great objects including an audio cabinet by todosomething that was DJed for the Saturday night event.

 


VonTundra

The last week has been so insanely action packed that I’m going to be posting everything six or seven days late.  A lot has been going on from two fantastic new stained glass windows by my friend Steve Halterman, the Von Tundra/Specific weekend at A-Z West, and a massive work party in my own studio with seven people working full steam on the upcoming show for Berlin.  The image above is from the “Make Shade” workshop by Von Tundra…

On Friday Brooks of Specific, Brad, the Von Tundra guys (Dan, Brian and Chris) arrived at A-Z West along with their crew and cohorts Coleen, Cyan, Zach and Christian, for of a really super incredible and intense weekend.

The event kicked off on Friday night with a cocktail party at Blake’s new motel the Mojave Sands (with delicious Persian food brought out by Dorna), and continued on Saturday with a watermelon rind pickling workshop by Coleen, A make shade workshop by VonTundra, A really nice artists talk by the VT guys, and an insanely delicious dinner by chef Colleen French of the  Renegade Dining Club in the A-Z Wash

….followed by an even more stupendous brunch the following morning. By Sunday night everyone sunburned and muscle-sore from lugging tables, chairs, loads of food and of course beverages back and forth to the far end of the wash – but it was so totally worth all the hard work.

Brooks was great and I totally want to work with him again.  The VonTundra crew are amazing and I want them to make a winter studio in Joshua Tree (or maybe they can customize a Wagon Station and come live in the wash),  the participants were totally interesting, generous and incredibly good sports – and as always the volunteers made all of this possible and saved the day by jumping in every time one of us were in over our heads.  (thank you so much Dorna, Merete, and Mette!)


Rosemary’s Babies

Rosemary Desert Willow (named by Emmett because says that “Rosemary is a “good name”, and she loves to eat Desert Willow flowers”) came to use this spring from the Joshua Tree Tortoise Rescue.  Her domain in the fairly large cinderblock enclosed patio area which she patrols multiple times a day.   When we first got her she spent about a week digging under a bushy sage bush which I assumed was an attempt to make a burrow.  However about a few days ago a teeny tiny tortoise appeared in the yard looking like a miniature prehistoric creature.  And the following day another one appeared.  Careful excavation with a wisk-broom revealed that Rosemary Desert Willow had laid three eggs under the sage – two of them had hatched and the third turned out to be unfertilized.

Both baby tortoises had the embedded texture of sand all over them for a few days after they hatched – I think that they must have had a hard time digging through the sun baked decomposed granite.  Hard to imagine being born buried underground and having to claw your way out first thing in life.

Baby tortoises are sort of like caviar to Road Runners and the non-indigenous ravens.  We have both hanging out in the back yard every afternoon waiting to pillage Rosemary Desert Willows food plate – so babies are now living inside in a huge terrarium on my desk until they are big enough to not be bird food.   At last count Emmett informed me that we now have eight pets.  Which including humans that makes a household of ten.  I think we’ve officially hit capacity.