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The Guggenheim is a special building. In fact, it was my first professional on-location work. After finishing paintings of the Apple Store and Museum of Art and Design, I decided it was time to take my New York Post collage work to Frank Lloyd Wright‘s masterpiece.

The original Guggenheim painting was sold to a collector in Milan. After the jump, the first steps towards a newer, more verbose Guggenheim.

Redux! Taking a movie title sensibility to my work is the new payne’s grey. Guggenheim Now; Return of the Guggenheim; The Guggenheim Part II.

Getting started with an outline. The Gugg can feel like a spaceship, toilet, and, as I overheard on the street, a “parking garage.”

Getting red, nailing down the directional collage flow. At this juncture, people easily understand what I am up to.

As soon as the collage gets involved, people begin to scratch their head and mumble, “wtf is up with this guy? Is he daft? Deranged? Dumb? Depressed?”

Here, I had a gentleman approach me with some questions. Here is our conversation:

Him: “Yo, who did dis.”

Me: “The painting or the building?”

Him: “Building.”

Me: “It was architected by Frank Lloyd Wright.”

Him: “Word. Word. So yo. Why you hatin’ on Frank Lloyd Wright?”

I suppose the heavy headlines coupled with some cadmium red medium can spell anger, or hate-ification. However, I like to envision a newspaper blowing down on the ground with paint splattered on top of it. Is it that random? Isn’t it?

Here is where I left off. It’s been a few days since I have been able to get back out there, but alas, tomorrow, I shall be painting the Guggenheim with a vengeance… a creative vengeance.