Friday, December 26, 2014
Wednesday, December 24, 2014
|window display in Montreal, 2006|
|Lohbado took these photos in 2006|
A Lohbado Oogahmas memory: Lohbado rented a large car, more like a lounge inside, soft sofa seats and drove into an old neighbourhood in a town off the main highway. Business suffered when the freeway meant very few people drove through town anymore. There was no reason to take the exit leading into Stammerzville. Shops closed. Vacancy soared to 75%.
Monday, December 22, 2014
Maybe it’s impossible to know very much other than a collection of practical skills or social habits. However, Lohbado wasn’t satisfied with drifting along in pursuit of something or other. He felt revulsion towards the routine of simply responding to appetite, fear and desire. It felt empty to be born simply in order to survive. In fact, the effort of survival often made him wonder why bother. Then one day, around 1975, he opened Aristotle’s Metaphysics in his father’s library. It begins in praise of knowledge and wisdom. The book was a revelation. If survival was all that mattered, then why bother with intelligence? The intelligence of a dog or monkey would be sufficient. Of course, intelligence made it possible for humans to dominate the animal world and to wreck the planet. It gave humans greater capacity to commit atrocities. But there was an aspect of intelligence, perhaps best called a religious, spiritual or philosophical sensibility.
Sunday, December 21, 2014
Saturday, December 20, 2014
Friday, December 19, 2014
It seems people want several things: first, to have sex with you. If that doesn't work, the person wants to convert you to his or her religion. If that doesn't work, the person wants you to join their cause, become a member. There's a cool Betty Boop cartoon "Wanna be a member..." Then of course, there's the evangelist, who suddenly had an insight and wants to share it with the world. The evangelist feels an almost manic compulsion to share the insight with the world, because the insight would help people find happiness, health and prosperity. It's so exhausting to endure such trips. Sometimes Lohbado felt like reaching out and giving the person a pinch to find out if the person is for real, or just a bad dream.
Monday, December 15, 2014
Sunday, December 14, 2014
Saturday, December 13, 2014
Thursday, December 11, 2014
|view from Place des Arts Metro|
Wednesday, December 10, 2014
Saturday, December 6, 2014
|a Lohbado decoration|
The Chief Nomroh, an individual made up of various fetish objects, concerns and rituals, reached the threshold of consciousness. He tried to go beyond his self, which is impossible. Reaching the threshold made him aware of his limitations. He hoped to be able to talk about what lay beyond himself. His talk remained within the experience of thoughts, sensations, memories. He could dream or speculate about beyond the threshold. Lohbado nearly drove himself crazy repeating what he knew or had experienced, repetition within the familiar. He put away the game and laughed at his own foolishness.
Wednesday, December 3, 2014
|a Lohbado graphic|
Monday, December 1, 2014
|a Lohbado graphic|
Lohbado’s first vivid memory goes back to when Lohbado was four. Lohbado’s birth name was Peter Stumps, son of the Reverend Stonehenge and Rosemary Stumps. At four, Peter Stumps saw his grandfather, Reverend Woodlot Stumps, pacing up and down the hall of the tabernacle next door to where two generations of the Stumps family lived. Grandfather staggered about, his shirt open, bathed in sweat, a funny look on his face, a wry grin, as if he was laughing at something that wasn't funny.
Thursday, November 27, 2014
Looking for Honey is a video made with a point and shoot camera. It's about a man in search of honey. He goes to the store. The clerk said it was in aisle 5. There wasn't any to be found. He stopped to have a coffee and chat. Eventually, he found a jar of honey.
Wednesday, November 26, 2014
Monday, November 24, 2014
Saturday, November 22, 2014
Thursday, November 20, 2014
Lohbado closed the book and looked up at the ceramic duck on the top shelf of a wooden cabinet. He took off his glasses and with his point and shoot camera, took a picture of the duck and his glasses, then heaved a sigh of relief. A duck provided focus, to steady the mind when thoughts were bobbing about.
Monday, November 17, 2014
|acrylic on paper|
Sunday, November 16, 2014
|Lohbado booklet in a can|
|the prize at the bottom of the can|
Here's a short, unedited reply to a question Lohbado received. One day he planned to sit down to edit and organize the material. But for the moment, this will have to do. Actually, the hen riddle might be the best spur of the moment answer: Why did the chicken cross the road?... To get to the other side.
One happened to have been born and then to wonder what is this life all about? Why is existence happening? ... an unanswerable question. It's happening because it's happening. So what are you going to do about it? Lohbado decided to have a closer look. The closer he looked, the more strange things appeared.
Friday, November 14, 2014
Wednesday, November 12, 2014
Expozine. There will be a new zine, vol. 5, plus a new series of handmade zines. Lohbado started making handmade zines out of frustration with the limitations of copy shops. One day, while trying to discuss his work request and as the cost of the estimate kept increasing, it occurred to him that it would be just as fast, (well, not quite), to make everything by hand. Expozine is a fun opportunity to see what other creative people are doing and to enjoy a little friendly conversation.