About Me
- Curator SadHoboClown
- (THIS BLOG IS NOT AFFLIATED WITH NOR DOES IT REPRESENT VALUE VILLAGE) Welcome to the (Value) Village Art Gallery. I’m your host, Curator SadHoboClown, and I will be your guide throughout the tour. Here you will find, free of charge, some of the most fantastic and awe-inspiring paintings ever gazed upon by the eyes of mankind. Our intention here is not to make anyone feel bad for having possibly created what many would consider to be bad art: I myself am a would-be artist and I’ve done some truly terrible things with paint and canvas, for which my conscience still plagues me. However: I honestly believe that most of the paintings you will see here can be considered charming: in them you are able to see the stumbling, tottering baby-steps that various artists have taken in the process of learning how to do something they’ve perhaps never done before. The point is that most people can only get better at something if they start out not better at something, right? So even if I’m being a bit of a wise-ass at times, bear in mind that it’s all in fun. Bad Art is still Art! (DISCLAIMER: THIS SITE AND ALL ITS CONTENTS ARE FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY. DON'T HAVE A COW, MAN!!!)
Friday, October 27, 2023
Retrospective (Acrylic on Canvas)
It’s an Embarrassment of Riches. I really don’t know what to say here. Really. Like for real. Other than, yet again, there’s something about some of these paintings that leaves me feeling genuinely queasy. But there’s one that actually does kinda grab me. I’ll leave it to you to decide which.
Wednesday, October 11, 2023
Cabin and Woods (Acrylic on Canvas)
Not bad. Certainly the best of today’s offerings, but that’s damning with faint praise. Sorry about the glare (if that’s what that is?) on the left. I definitely like the flora more than the structure.
Moose (Oil on Canvas)
The frame is more of a work of art than what we find framed here. Not counting Bullwinkle, this is by far the weirdest-looking moose I’ve ever seen. The rest is not without merit, though. Of the boulders (that look a bit like giant wasp’s nests?) the less said the better. But I have seen, in real life on occasion, trees that somewhat resemble the rotten broken burnt-out tree near the center of this painting. And while I can’t say that I’ve ever seen a lake (?) that wasn’t…umm…level, there is something about this that seems real. I kind of wonder if this isn’t a a painting of a photo? But who knows? Oh yeah: the colors are strangely washed out as well. Nature isn’t this dull and lifeless. Still, it’s kinda cool.
Coffee (Acrylic on Canvas)
It’s just…wrong. So wrong. Is that a wall? Or Northern Lights? The steam looks weird. The mug looks weird. There’s a knot (?) or stain or shadow (a brown shadow?) on the table.
I’m starting to rethink this whole Art Gallery schtick.
On the plus side, it’s so wrong it IS kinda charming. In a clueless box wine bored housewife way. And the word “Coffee” is pleasantly written. There’s that.
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