FRIDAY, APRIL 14, 2006

THINKSPACE GALLERY

WEIGHTLESS
New Works from Ekundayo & Isaac Pierro

Opening Reception: Friday, April 14, 2006
8:00pm to 12:00am

THINKSPACE
657 Spaulding / Melrose
(2 blocks East of Fairfax)
Los Angeles, CA 90036

www.thinkspacegallery.com

Admission is free

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Thinkspace Gallery opening pics courtesy of the lovely Lola.

Amongst the characters involved in this fine evening's festivities are the artists themselves: Ekundayo (left) and Isaac Pierro (right).

Like a dream come true: walls and walls of Pierro

An artistic orbit of wonder... I've got a new game I like to play in LA. It's called, Where's ZOSO now and just what is he up to?

Ekundayo up close.

As we can see, one Double Cheeser Sandwich and beverage combo consists of one Isaac Pierro (left center)
and a James Naccarato (right center), and is rounded out by two ends of big juicy pearlescent smiles and a garnish of one blue balloon.

Nathan Cartwright's smile is exactly as big as his mahalo. See how everyone flees in mock confusion.

Hah ZOSO, there he is again! With Sophia Pottish and some chap that might
have a really cool name like Takini Soy Destroyer, but is probably more like "Tony".

Gary Pressman and LC in fine perspective.

Ok, John Michael Gill was like "Ok, no more pictures already".

And then he was like "See?", and got himself a bodyguard.

And then he got serious and just formed a possee, cuz it was just getting out of control.

And all along all he really needed was just one Lola, and it was over as soon as it had all begun.

And ZOSO, for shame, it was YOU all along wasn't it!?

Meanwhile, back door security made sure than Shawn Hosner wasn't going to have to worry about any of this nonsense...

But the slight pause and graceful silence was all over when Lola, oh naughtly Lola,
began her drinking spree at around 11:30pm, which took the party well past midnight to reign her in.

No one would make eye contact any longer after that special moment. We just pretended it didn't happen.

And it was the art that began to catch our attention, all nice and kept tidy in it's glass box
housings and enjoying the pristine white walls of their cozy new little Thinkspace home.

Kathie Olivas (top) and Sophia Pottish (lower and fragmented)

Salon Wall

Andrew Hosner (right) and his neverending hunger for new lines on those fresh clean white pages of his.

LC and his comment about "What exactly is in this? Daaaaamn then let's just do that again yo."

Shoes, I know who you are.

Oh good times and moments.

So out of nowhere this guy was all "AAAaarrraaaaa I totally want your autograph yeah!" And he was trying to navigate
a drink and a bunch of paper and a pen and Isaac just stood there not making a move. It was a moment of extreme silence.
And the guy was just "aaaaaa" for a second more and walked away... I don't know where he
came from or where he went. But you just couldn't write better timing than that.

Someone in this picture looks so much like Blaine Fontana that it's just rediculous.

Mural Wall: The Collaboratorium

LC and Josh trying to keep their hands and beverages safely out of the reach of Valentine's hairdo.

The restraint and composure of these talented indivuduals was simply incredible.
After being dragged into one more photograph, John Michael Gill has finally unleashed the Armpits of Despair, slightly stunning the entire area and twisting a ruckus from the back row (Ekundayo was spared mostly due to his choice headgear, while Andrew seems to have taken the brunt of the onslaught), getting a healthy "DAAAamn!" from LC and obscuring the ZOSO, while it would seem that Lola has just changed her mind on guarding the JMG, as he's obviously perfectly capable of defending himself. Isaac said afterward that it actually burned his eyelashes, and all the way up to the front row where Blaine holds his last moments of clear oxygen before turning red in a way that I've never personally seen anyone but Blaine carry off with such a suave manner. Oh John, you owe LC a beverage after that one. A fresh beverage, yes...