Showing posts with label hollywood wax museum. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hollywood wax museum. Show all posts

Saturday, May 23, 2009

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Immortal Faces

The best kind of art is art with faces in it, because all of us have faces, and seeing other faces confirms to us that we do exist, and maybe we are not entirely alone in this cruel world in which we don't understand.
So that's why anyone who wants to begin to DO art, usually begins with faces art. A quick google image search provides 5 points of evidence as to why face art is the best art.

1.) Is this rapper 2pac Shakur or Montel Williams? Doesn't matter, its good face art.

2.) Beyonce looks bootylicious in this sparkeling computer rendering. Face art success!

3.) Talk show host and supermodel Tyra Banks smiles with her eyes in the beautiful gorgeous face art portrait.

4.) It was hard to chose a favorite drawing of Twilight star Robert Pattinson. Twilight fans are a talented bunch of face art drawers.
5.) Nicole Kidman urges the viewer to keep her face art secret.
-David

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

CLOSE ENCOUNTERS


Living in New York, I've grown used to seeing celebrities. I have seen that one guy from big brother a few times at my neighborhood coffee shop, and I one time saw former MTV guy John Norris at a gay bar. But at my low rent gym, I never thought I would see a celebrity there. I was winding my own bees wax, doing leg presses when a certain older lady plastic surgery face wearing spandex capri pants caught my eye. Let me tell you what she was THIN. I mean mad thin. Not even Dolly Parton skinny, more like Goddess Bunny Skinny. Anyway after working myself up (and after I convinced myself it was Amanda Lepore) I finally went up to her. I mumbled some stuff that probably didn't make sense about loving her new music video (watch the video, it is kinda sweet). She seemed a little confused but nice enough.
Well the moral of this story is basically: Stars- they're really not just like us
-David

Friday, May 1, 2009

Duplex of of Wax

Actually my building isn't really a duplex but you get the idea. Sadly the Hollywood Wax Museum is going out of business. And or already went out of business.
I loved going to the wax museum as a child. My Grandma Betty Ann would always take me to the one in buena park when she was in town and or the San Francisco one when we were visiting up north.
The best part was when they would have some guy in a bellhop costume stand with the wax figures pretending to be one and then he'd jump out and scare you. Grandma would scream bloody murder and then throw a fit every time. Then she'd buy us one of those felt posters with our faces digitally imposed on the bodies of the cast of baywatch.
She would let us spend as much time as we wanted in the gift shop while she stood outside and smoked her Virginia slims. I miss you grandma...your visits were the best.

Anywayz these well executed yet inaccurate figures are standing in some massive creepy fridge some whur in the valley. waiting to be family owned.
lucky for all the weirdo's out there (ourselves and anyone reading this blog) they are now auctioning them off...
The picture above is an example of what my bedroom would look like if i wasn't a broke SOB. It features Dolly, Mcaulay Culkin (yea i know creep town) and good ol Rodney Dangerfield.
This would be a different picture (x-rated) if they had the three amigo's or something.

So there you go. Now even you could own your very own Brad Pitt from legends of the fall. Or Willie Nelson or president Richard Nixon. Most auctions are starting from 1 to 2 grand. Go ahead pick up a jesus resurrected for your auntie or the fonz for your cousin. They are going for chump change. (Some shoes not included)
hollywood wax museum auction
The auction house does not take resposiblitity for wax figures coming to life in the middle of the night and killing you.
happy bidding !

*sarah