Mister Kamado the donabe

Yeah, that's my own lame "engrish" translation.

Dig: After bringing the donabe to a boil on a medium-high flame, and letting it cook for about 4 minutes, you shut the flame off.

Let it stand for 20 minutes, then it's eatin' time.

Yummy rice. fruffy n' delicious. The burned crunchy part at the bottom - that's my favorite part.

ARMAGEDDON APPROACHES!

...and it's all yer fault f*ckin greg.

with yer big gay penis art and it's grotesque depictions of giant rock hard throbbing members spewing stuff. Nice job, asshole.

you and yer cock art. YOU AND YER COCK ART. Now it's the End of the World and it's ALL YOUR FAULT.

you see what happens? You SEE What Happens!? It's all fun n' Games, Rainbows n' Unicorns, cocks n' jizz --- a big faggoty barrel of goddamm butt-luvvin laffs --- til someone gets hurt.

And in this case that "someone" is every-last-one-of-us purged from the craggy face of this sick sad world by the almighty Gawwd. May 21st, Judgement Day, is upon us thanks to WHORACLE.

you HAD to do it: honestly express your "feelings" and communicate yer "homo-love" lifestyle, making Yahweh angry.

Mo: "Oooooo, what are ya gonna do Saturday?"

Shmo: "I'm going to take a nice stroll around the park. Get some Sno Cones for the kids. Ride bikes maybe."

Mo: "Ohhhhh Sorrr-eee. That sounds pleasant, but you can't do that CUZ WE'RE ALL GONNA F*CKIN DIE!!!"

Thanks a lot, Greg.

dick.

the most badass gallery in South Brooklyn

Yeah I said it. I make that declaration only for the turf of South Bk, because the most badass space in all of Brooklyn is Brooklynite Gallery in Bed Stuy. I won't deny them their well-earned props.

Back to us: we have a whole string of artists lined up from now through Winter. Mollie now extends her touch from the store into the gallery space as well.

Currently we're (still) featuring the work of greggycrisco until the end of the May.

greggycrisco's WHORACLE!


yesssss, His Gayness still permeates our back door room gallery (and almost universally ignored by local art mavens who would rather expound the virtues of the latest churn of Home Decorating Store purdyness and investment/speculation-worthy Art-With-a-Capital-"A").

Those who have been here have shown their appreciation and for that we give thanks.

So come see his work before everyone else discovers how "cool" it is and diminishes your hard-won cred by having to tell you about it first.

and by "cool" I mean "retarded-genius-retarded"

there are some who think he ranks as merely retarded-retarded.
We know his normal might be challenging to your normal, and we're okay with that.

remember: everyone's a winner, and you can bring a friend.

Polarities

So I'm thinking that there might be a possible unknown outside narrative to our presence here in Red Hook.

Being that the negative feedback usually flows in a roundabout way, whispered in the shadows, I must therefore use my imagination.

I suppose it went something like this:

"ooo, a new store is opening. Great! What a cute cartoon character... awesome."


"Wait a GODDAMN minute! That's not appropriate for a Family neighborhood."


"Toys!?!! Unicorns! yay!"


"Sexual innuendo??? I have kids, ass-clown! DON'T MAKE ME BEAT YOU!"


"Whoah. A Fire Truck."



"YOU RACIST PRICK!!"


"Yoga? I luvvvv yoga. That's great!"


"ohhh, now you hate white people. I swear on my dead mother that I hope your dead mother drops dead!!!"


"Snow mountain dioramas! kewl"


"What's with all this cuss words on trees, and faggoty penis porn?!! I HAVE KIDS WHO CAN READ! I'm gonna kick yer ass!"

dicken around saturday night

the performance saturday night was just a warmup for over 4 hours of assing around.

with greggycrisco, Gorgas, Diane, Mollie, Derrick & Pamela



http://twitvid.com/1BZGO

Rock Steady with Greggycrisco's WHORACLE!!!

That's right, I said "Rock Steady" and also used triple exclamation points. And What?

We got a treat for you, New York effin' City.

In 2 weeks (mark your calendar) our good friend and L.A. artist Gregory Barnett brings his "normal" to our space with WHORACLE, a crystallization of the current phase of his process. i.e.- stuff he drew/painted/made



RECEPTION - HANG OUT, GAZE, DRINK
Opening reception for WHORACLE is Friday, April 15 at 8pm. stop by, meet the man. Seriously, I've known him for years - the dude is always exploding with ass-clowney Greg-ness. Ya needs ta come. FREE

PERFORMANCE
He's also blessing us with a performance on Saturday night (April 16 at 9pm) and will be joined by various local artists (Kim Almquist, FeleciaMaria, Stan Apps, Diane Tomasi and Gorgas.) Now THAT is gonna freekin rock.
Greg's Dance Company, DANCEGOOD.DAMNIT!!!, has previously brought notorious shows to L.A.'s Highways theater. He will be performing a few solo pieces for us right here in Red Hook at Everbrite Mercantile Co. FREE

MOVEMENT CLASS
And to top it off: Monday he will be teaching an all level interdisciplinary performance workshop, KINK STRETCH. So iffin you're the type who needs to move, you won't want to miss this. Monday, April 18... 2pm to 5pm. $10 suggested donation

I would be remiss in my duties as Media Flack if I didn't present you with Greg's own (intentionally pretentious and unapolagetic) words:

WHORACLE

A pantheon of jovial hermaphrodites, transcendental pornography and vulnerability propaganda secure a sex-positive sanctuary asking and allowing us to reconnect with the all-but-forgotten Sacred Whore. Los Angeles- based interdisciplinary artist Gregory Barnett premieres WHORACLE, a collection of arts & crafts and drawings addressing and reversing our society's unnecessary shame towards sex culture and it's ignorance regarding screwing as a conduit for enlightenment and ascension. Countering a culture obsessed with homogenized and airbrushed titillation but horrified by a gaping blood-letting cunt, Barnett's decidedly affirming collection of newfound deities and impromptu, scrawled mantras attempt to balance our skewed misunderstanding of f*cking and loving.

 - gb xxx ooo penis

San Pedro Confidential

on the prowl. searchin for shwag.


what time is it, Pedro?


come back. we still miss you