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Opening Reception: Saturday, June 26, 7-11pm
I’m responsible for the Recession. Well, not just me, but myself and my ilk: Telephone Salespeople. I’ve died and gone to Hell, and I’m a living, speaking tongue of flame selling ad space in trade pubs for Nybbas out of a boiler room in Malebolge. The last ten years of my life on earth were spent misappropriating marketing funds from dopes
in some of the worst hit parts of the country. Vain business owners threw tens of thousands of dollars my way for fake magazines in every godforsaken industry under the sun. This bucket of crap is known as the Profiles Industry, it’s kind of like Vanity Publishing but creepier, and it’s the only future for printed publications in end times.
Everything I said was made up. Taking everyone from idiot executives of Fortune 500 companies to family business owners, 250 calls a day. I separated them from their coffers with insider information (and football talk) that was smuggled via bogus research made for cover stories that would never be written. Lies became truth with practice, and we would do anything for a stale beer and box seats at the hockey game sitting on the boss’s knee: “It doesn’t matter if the vice-president was killed in a car wreck – call the C.F.O. at home on his cell phone. We have a fish-fry target to hit.” So, I risked being pulled apart by horses for five hundred years to send you and
Alberto Aguilar and Alexander "Turbo/Buster Bear" Cohen
OPENING RECEPTION: Saturday, April 10, 7-11pm
Armed with ADHD, skittles, and raw unadulterated man-child silliness secondBEDROOM becomes the battleground for a war against sleep.With play at stake, our slumber party soldiers Alberto Aguilar and Alexander "Turbo/Buster Bear" Cohen will brave the harsh biological demands of their bodies for art, a la building forts, swapping stories, confessing crushes, and making prank phone calls, the product of which will be the material for the exhibit.United for the cause since September 2009, the duo has collaborated on countless drawings, two major installations, video, sound works, and has formed the band "The Loookers" which will perform opening night.
Alberto Aguilar
Raised in the notorious mob run town of Cicero, IL. After five turbulent years of high school he enrolled in The School of the Art Institute of Chicago where he received his BFA in 1997 and MFA in 2001. For five years Alberto taught part-time at various colleges throughout Chicago and painted several public murals with assistance of students. In 2004 he decided to give up painting due to a growing skepticism
towards the sloppy medium and a feeling of isolation brought on by his studio practice. Alberto got a full-time job teaching Art History in 2004 at McHenry County College. During this time he started documenting exchange with others, family life and household chores and designating them his artwork. In 2006 he received a position at Harold Washington College in downtown Chicago where he teaches painting and drawing. In 2007 Alberto started Pedestrian Project, an art initiative dedicated to making art accessible to people from all walks of life. He regularly collaborates with others under various guises.
Alexander Cohen
Alexander Turbo Cohen the wildest creature. Knew to taking tyme and developing ideas, werks of pureness. Straight from his curls and the soul he breathes creativity. Mic check one two one two. He aspires to be a poet but hes stuck in a painting. A painterly werld he knows and he expresses that. Stay tru he myte wall ride your house and tri to eat kandi wyth your daughter. awkward amongst the prettiest of humans he has enough fokus to get werk done. An artist pure no skillz just keepin it reelz. Must make someone smile as hes livyng.
Operating since May of 2008, secondBEDROOM is a small, approximately 7 x 12 ft room in the Bridgeport neighborhood of Chicago. It is also a window gallery, however, the window is located on the northside of the building on the 4rth floor. We here on the curatorial panel encourage you to consider secondBEDROOM as a potential site for responsive art projects, installations, interactive/paticipatory art and events. No paintings please!(unless its imperative to a project, geez!). Send us your ideas.
