Some of you may know I have a few rules about my art as it relates to the plethora of other creative ventures in New Orleans. These mostly have to do with not saturating art lovers with the same symbols and imagery over and over again. They also force me to be more creative and not fall back on the same design again and again. Additionally, though I am of course influenced by my fellow New Orleans artists, I do want to try as much original design as possible.
So, the rules have been:
1. No fleur de leis
2. No Sewage and Water Board plates.
3. No painting on slate.
4. No architecture
And, until recently…
5. No bottle caps.
And that last one is the one I can’t keep up any more.
There are many reasons.
One is I drink alot of beer. And I don’t really like that domestic stuff from the can. I like the real artistic brews. The ones crafted by folks who really geek-out on hops and barley. These brews also have pretty caps.
Second is bottle caps make great washers. And when doing found object stuff, I always am in need of a decent washer.
Third is I have made a vow never to create a frame of caps which is how my predescessors (and their knockoffs) have generally used them.
So, I am rescinding the no bottle caps rule.
But, to keep with the five rules, I am replacing it with a “no lamppost” rule.
So, bottlecaps in, lamposts out.
As a postscript, I would like to add that I do drink some High Life every now and again. It is the “champagne of beers.”