I came across this photo online. It’s 1935 NYC.
I find it interesting because the guy looks so cool. I don’t normally think of the 1930s as being anything when I think of the 1930s. I don’t know why, I think Art Deco was part of that period, but when I think of the 1920s I get an image, same with the 1940s and future decades, but never the 1930s. If I do get an image of the ’30s, it’s the depression, I never think of anything this cool and calm and be a scene I’d like to be a part of. Who is he? What is he reading?
To me the 1920s, 1950s, and 1980s seem to be very similar from what I’ve read and seen in movies and on tv. They seem like prosperous times, safe times and fun times. I think of the roaring 20s as being the Happy Days 50s and my favorite decade the 1980s.
If I could, I would visit the ’20s and ’50s. And if I could, I would visit the 1980s and relive them starting on January 1, 1980 and up until December 31, 1989 and then do it all over again. I sometimes wonder what that might be like after we die. Can we do that? Can we visit various time periods and live there or witness them every day, if we want to?
The U.S. Post Office is releasing Sesame Street stamps to help celebrate Sesame Street’s 50th anniversary.
I’m not sure the last time I mailed something with an actual stamp, but these would be cool to collect and save. Art Director Derry Noyes designed them.
Is Joe Biden going to run? He is keeping everyone guessing
Sorry I haven’t posted here lately, there’s really not much going on. Just living my life.
Been to a bunch of art festivals we have during the winter here in Miami. There was one today, Saturday, a block party called the French Quarter Block Party and there were all New Orleans-themed things like a crawfish boil, beignets, jambalaya, and things like that. With live music, drinks, ice cream and all. The whole town came out. We had a few block parties this winter. I live in a small village in the Miami area.
It was lots of fun. I cover the news for my town, so I have that here in the Coconut Grove Grapevine. Along with a bunch of other art happenings I attended this winter. I interviewed a bunch of artists who participated in the arts festivals in town and also attended shows in Miami starting with the Art Basel events in December. I think I posted some of it here in the Tomversation blog. It’s also all in the Grapevine.
I posted a video to Instagram of a boat coming into shore in our little lagoon where I live in Miami, in February. Someone sent me a message telling me that it’s 17 degrees where they are and that I was being cruel and teasing them. He was kidding about the cruel part, but it made me think. When I post things I’m sort of thinking of my own little world. I told him I’m in my own little bubble and not realizing there are others our there seeing the images or even reading this blog post.
I know people from all over the world read me. Once I was stopped walking down the street and a guy asked me, “Are you Tom Falco?” When I told him I was, he introduced himself and said he was a reader and follower of mine from Liechtenstein! That’s a country near Switzerland!
When I’m in New York City, which is often, I don’t think about home. I took photos of the snow this past November and posted photos on social media, but I never though, “Hmm, what is the weather back home in Miami as I am here in the snow in New York?” Am I the only one who does or doesn’t do this? Is it selfish to just be in our own little bubbles?
On the other hand, I have the weather on my phone from different cities I like and I look at that often, I wonder what the weather is like today in Albuquerque for instance, but if I’m out in the snow in New York or on a boat in Miami, I’m not thinking of Albuquerque at the moment.
I guess we are living in an Instagram world, which is a selfish bubble world.
I saw this Peanuts comic strip over the weekend and I wish I had seen it and copied it a few months back. You see I approached the head of one of the syndicates, the top guy, and I asked him to look at my work. I felt that it was not getting seen because they would reject my stuff so fast, you know, not even having time to look at it.
His response was, “I’ll be glad to look at your work, but I know you’re looking for compliments and that’s not what I’ll do.”
I was sort of dumbstruck and I would have sent this comic strip in response if I had known about it at the time. I was sending him my work for publication, not to get accolades.
Needless to say, he didn’t like my work, he put it down in not so many words and that was that. That’s the day I gave up on syndicates and decided to just go it alone.
I know it’s been a long time coming, but I will be publishing my Tomversation comic strip/panel soon.
The Beaux Arts Festival is in town this weekend. Starting in January a whole bunch of art festivals take over the South Florida area. It’s a lot of the same artists that make the circuit and go from show to show, so there is not much new art to see, but it’s fun to be out and for my friends and me it’s a lot about the food.
The Beaux Arts Festival is a yearly event benefit for the Lowe Art Museum on the University of Miami campus. This is
the 67th year.