18 x 18 inches, Aquatone water soluble pencil, ink, digital color

In the Outskirts of God's Country (music video).

Paul K and The Weathermen "When You Read This" from the Achilles Heel album. Filmed and edited by Matt Frantz.

 

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Cabinet of Curiosities music video

Music by Cabinet of Curiosities (Evelyne Bennu, Trey Brinkley) Visit the Cabinet of Curiosities myspace page Filmed in Hollywood and Pasadena, California by Matt Frantz, Lara McLaughlin, Matt Kirkpatrick, and Leah Eropkin. Editing by Matt Frantz and Lara McLaughlin with production assistance by Matt Kirkpatrick.

Lyrics:
Miles and miles of murky road,
in the cold,
yet they lead you far away,
from your head,
in flimsy dreams of exhaust,
you’re so lost,
what you want, you cannot say,
only weep.

Never-ending appetite,
in your deepest misery.

It would be nice to be other,
than the norm,
to have the skills to stand out,
in the crowd,
they never teach you perfection,
bring you down,
they stifle your identity,
keep you dull.

To be small is not a crime,
you’re extraordinary,
put away your rage and fear,
and be.

In your tiny universe,
so perverse,
you have broken your own rules,
and it hurts,
now it’s time to face yourself,
and be free,
what matters is in your heart,
don’t look back.

To be small is not a crime,
you’re extraordinary,
put away your rage and fear,
and be.

now it’s time to face yourself,
and be free,
what matters is in your heart,
don’t look back,
don’t look back.

Music and lyrics © Cabinet of Curiosities. All rights reserved.

12 x 12 inches, photograph.

16 x 20 inches, manipulated photograph.

~15 x 10 inches, manipulated photograph

24 x 35 inches, mixed media (photo transfer, acrylic, pencil) on panel

Video filmed and edited by Matt Frantz (with public archive footage). Duration: 2:45

This video won “best narrative” category in the Lexington Film League’s 2010 Music Video Showcase. This song, Aftermath, is from the Paul K release A Wilderness of Mirrors. Lyrics: Oh, in the aftermath, we started feeling bad-We lost the house and land, and everything we had-First the pigs and cows, overnight it seems-My fever was my friend, my sick waking dream-We couldn’t work ‘er right, started to drink and fight-And then the lumps appeared, on our arms and ears-I lashed out at God, told him he did me wrong-He said, “you’re just a tyke, I’ll show you what it’s like, you think you’ve had it rough, you think your life is tough, well, I’ve given you a gift, until you’re cold and stiff, you’re going to feel my love” © Paul K.

Abstract Ink
I have wasted months, if not years, of my life with an ink pen and a sketchbook. Wasted time that could have been used to produce something of tangible value. Wasted time that could have been used to actively learn something or help someone. If the statement that time is money is true, then these scribbles represent what is most likely my most expensive pursuit. They are insignificant and disposable. Most are sloppily drawn with no regard to draftsmanship or craft. There is no meaning that a viewer can extract, other than what occurs by coincidence. They do serve as records of obsessive, compulsive tendencies, but they have done little to reduce the other less desirable compulsions from blocking my life. I am fully aware of this. But I continue to do it, and it is one of the things that feels most pure to me. It is okay to look.

These images are from sketchbook pages approximately 9 x 12 inches. A collection of 100 drawings is being planned for publication. Send an E-mail to be on the mailing list for notification of publication and other news.

* The issue of everything being a waste of time in the grand scheme of things is something I’m often confronted with. Since I only have so much time, and often wish I used it differently, deriding my choices seems inevitable. But deriding things takes a lot of my time and that makes me want to deride the act of deriding. So it seems I’m in a no-win situation with the battle against time and meaning. And now I have your wasted your time by causing you to read this.