I promised myself to take special care of my new super wide angle lens, but soon when bert started to paint, it was done not only to my jacket and trousers

as a teenager bert esenherz had studied  at the academy of arts in berlin. There he was thrown out because he almost never showed up in the classroom. For his livelihood he jobed in a pub, and soon became his best customer. He went to new york and decided to dedicate his life to the arts and started as a street artist. In 2001, after many years in New York he decided cross the usa by feet. He grabbed a large image, put on a cart together with some belongings took off with olmost no money. In the more urban places he could make a liveing through pictures sales, then in the rural parts the fight for survival began. when he was hungry , he painted 10-dollar notes and replaced them for something edible. In After september 11th things had changed totally, he stopped the project and returned to new york. Since two years he lives in los angeles and he is represented in several major international galleries. It was really nice to chat with him and he promised to participate in the co-works project. So be curious and see what will come up. 

here – as announced – the artworks of minas´s father samuel hallaj.

15 years ago minas came from jerewan / armenia to america to complete his art studies and because of his talent he was invited to settle in america. He works with collagen and he glues structures and pieces of fabric from old asian dresses in his pictures. He works with his father in a studio in clan dale / los angeles. here you can browse his website.

Soon i will post some artworks of his father. Stay tuned. 

Here are some quotes by los angeles based artist len aaron: (by the way, len is 99 years old)

The joy of life is living it.

Stay away from humans, they’re the worst kind.

Don’t spend time watching the pebbles under your feet, you’ll miss what’s in front of you.

Take the rest of the day off.

I can’t hear, I can’t see, I have to go by feel.

To be valuable at work, make sure that you prove yourself to be as valuable as your parking spot.

Every business…etc. needs at least, but only, one asshole/bastard. Or else it will all fall apart.

I smoke too much, I drink too much…what else do I do too much? I don’t remember…

Ahhh, another day in paradise!

Life is as beautiful as you make it.

How would you know a good day if you never had a bad one?

I have a fabulous memory, but a lazy mind.

I remember my name because I keep it on the tag in my shirt. The other side of the tag says ‘return to goodwill’.

here some impressions form the los angeles art show.

Soon we fly back to phoenix and I have to prepare the first co_works exhibition in america. Today emilio martinez sent his contribution via mail which digitally conbined it with my photo. Exciting. Soon, the original artwork will be shown at the Tieken Gallery in phoenix, arizona. I can´t wait and keep you posted.