In every plastic bag of apples there’s usually two or three rotting apples. Lohbado placed the bad apples on a tray to watch them decay. They first become soft and slightly swollen, putrefaction. The apple then begins to shrivel and dry. Eventually it shrinks into a beautiful, fragrant ornament. Lohbado decorated his apartment with dried apples that started out bad, but became good art objects.
Thursday, August 28, 2014
Wednesday, August 27, 2014
Tuesday, August 26, 2014
Monday, August 25, 2014
Sunday, August 24, 2014
Lohbado and the leftover noodles
from Lohbado's sketchbook |
Lohbado spent the night in a tool shed, next to a bombed out mansion, as he wandered through the ruins of a heavily shelled city that had not been reconstructed after the Apocalyptic War. The tool shed was the only building in tact. Lohbado found a six pack of beer. He sat on an empty wooden crate and drank three beers. His elbow burned and swelled from a bite. He saw no bugs and yet he’d been bitten. The bite stung. He looked under a cabinet and turned over a rug but saw no bugs. He rubbed a little beer on the bite to sooth the itch.
Lohbado heated up leftover noodles from his pack. He cooked them in a cast iron frying pan over a single burner stove in the tool shed. He added garlic and olive oil, then sat on the door step, just outside. There was plenty of garlic and olive oil on a shelf among the hammers, screw guns, chisels, next to a grinder, drill press and miter saw. The noodles gave him bad gas. He had no way to refrigerate leftover food.
Friday, August 22, 2014
Lohbado steam
Saturday, August 16, 2014
polar bear short cake
Here's a link to the original story. A polar bear wandered into the northern village of Kangirsuk, located on the Payne River near Ungava Bay.
Friday, August 15, 2014
Thursday, August 7, 2014
Wednesday, August 6, 2014
Helen and Lohbado
Tuesday, August 5, 2014
along Rue Saint-Patrick
Sunday, August 3, 2014
bicycle eye view of Montreal freeway
Tired after a bike ride along the Lachine, Lohbado tried to find a short cut back to Cote des Neiges. He rode up Saint-RĂ©mi to Saint-Jacques, then up Monkland and over to Decairie to Van Horne and home.
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