Are Christmas Cards Fine Art?

They are now. Don Allcorn’s annual best Christmas Card ( should I have said, “holiday greeting?” Why is hard to be politically correct? Shouldn’t it be easier? – they need to make fairness easier than unfairness then I think it might have a chance.) has taken the printed posted greeting and raised it up to the level of fine art… all within one an easy to open envelope! Is he a magician? No silly, he’s an artist. He’s also an architect and my old college buddy and Susan’s brother! Duh! Don Allcorn people…remember that name. Anyway, when I easily opened the envelope the first thing I thought was, “That was so easy to open.” Next, I instantly recognized the contents as being fine art. ‘But how?” you are probably not asking yourself…Let me learn you now, a simple rule of identification should you one day wonder, “Is that art fine?”

If it’s in a frame, it’s fine art.

Very simple really. No frame? Not fine art….for the most part anyway…I mean there’s always Yoko Ono and making holes in the wind type of art stuff…but this little rule right here will keep what’s fine and what’s not pretty clear. BUT you must also remember that just because some art is not fine, that does not mean it is not good art….or bad art….or expensive as fuck art…or actually just garbage….that’s the rub.( no, Scott Covert’s paintings are the “rub”…riiiiiiight?????? – yuck yuck yuck) – NEVERMIND.

I like that textural fine art frame with that fine furniture in “Claridge Carbon” by Modernica seen in the photo above. That’s looking fine. I’m seeing a design rule here…

Fine is fine with Fine.

…honestly these marvelous ideas just come right out of my fingertips and onto the keys of this computer…they really do…they completely bypass my brain. Hmmm. Fascinating….yeah, I know! OK, here comes another one right now….

Art is a mystery. Don’t try to solve it. It’s not called Rubik’s Cubism, kids.

Take these wise words of easy to remember wisdom and use them! I give these things to you my twelve to fifteen readers.

Merry Christmas Happy Holidays to you all…I totally slept through the whole week this year. Ooops. Missed Christmas. So what.

I had pictures of holiday windows to post and funny gift ideas and all kinds of Xmas blogging to post….but I didn’t even download the pictures off my phone. Fuck it. Who cares.

I Am So Reddy

because in case you haven’t seen this update on Helen, better check it now. How amazing…

And once again, may I ask – WHAT’S HER NUMBER? I need to ask her a few things….seriously…anybody? Helen Reddy’s number in Australia … no? anybody?…PLEASE??????

AID for AIDS

Corey Johnson says:

Dear Friends,

Please join my office and AID FOR AIDS (AFA) for an important medicine drive that can help save lives by donating your unused and unexpired medicine on Saturday, December 7 at The NYC AIDS Memorial Park from 11:00 AM to 3:00 PM.

At this event, AFA will collect and redistribute your unused and unexpired medicines to help save lives in other countries who lack access to them. 

Since 1996, AFA has sent over $140 million in medication to over 20,000 people in 59 countries through their Access to Treatment Program.

Your donation will help save a life. 

In service,

Corey Johnson
Speaker
New York City Council
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The Holiday Window Reviews Are Back

And they’re shittier than ever this year. They are more mean spirited than drunk Cardi B and more bitter than Campari with Campari in a Dixie Cup. Oh there’s so much to hate and so many reasons to read this year…and people too…everyone one of you fools is fair game this season, sistahs. Uh huh. Its gonna be Ughs up in here…

Yep. And that aint nothing.

Im talking about broken escalators and lots of complaining to the managers. Oh there will be video. Oh yes…this year we are ruining everything and we are not stopping until we see tears. Its going down, grilla. Pray you don’t see me near the clearance aisle cuz queenie’s coming cunty this year. For Christmess, and qwanza and chanukka, those St Judes Hospital money grubbers and for those Salvation Satan’s Army homo hating Suckwads too. Uh huh. Silly String. That’s what there’re getting this year. Silly String at a very close range. Taste the string Sally’s!!!! Hahaha. Let the holiday begin. Watch ya back, bitches. Im right here.

Glad Tidings

Glad tidings on Christmas. Merry Christmas everyone. A very Merry Christmas to you all and may I say, once again, glad tidings loyal readers.

That’s old news. I threw that tree in the garbage a few years ago. So what? I can do what I want.

Remember this? I don’t.

Hey, seriously though…Jesus is really mad at you. He’s kind of embarrassed to mention it though…

But he’s really really mad at you man. uh huh. You know why too. Dude, he was so mad at you, he couldn’t even concentrate and just kept looking down at you like really pathetically.

Im serious man. You better shoot him a text or something because he’s about to give up on you… for real.

Why don’t you get him a little birthday present or something? Some incense or like a nice gold chain or something…

Maybe The Michelan Man In Manhattan?

Last year I had a great coat at a bargain price. This year I have a freshly washed coat with one arm and a poly fluff issue with my lint filter. After several hours of scrolling and clicking and pop-up windows and pop-under windows I just can’t decide. I’m wondering about the unbranded full length hologram puffer as opposed to the “radical in Manhattan” Michelin Man look from somewhere in China?

I can’t decide. I might just sew the arm back on, re-stuff a baffle and add a new fake fur trim to the collar.

This is about as deep as my thoughts go tonight…which is strange because normally don’t really get personal on my blog…hmm.

Well, the truth is…the only coat I really want is one of these…

Claude Montana 1984