UNCLE ART
came to the world in the form of an orphan baby left on the front steps of Babar's Cafe on Oobopshebam Street in San Francisco, California in 1951.
Both parents were beatnik Dadaists. Growing up in this strange environment led to a reaction against his parents that later manifested itself as a lifelong mission to eradicate the world of the phenomenon known as 'Anti-art'
Uncle Art wasted many long years trying desperately to make art that wasn't anti-art, but was still somehow art. He finally gave up after discovering that telling jokes was infinitely more satisfying.
Uncle Art has long been interested in the question of whether it would be possible to make a painting that could literally 'infect' whatever environment it was placed in. Say one day you would notice that the painting was seeping out of the corner of its frame. The painting would mar the wall surrounding it with increasing intensity,untill the entire room became the painting.
Uncle Art wonders if the same could be done with a construction of old lamps. It could be the counterpart to the man-eating plant in 'Little Shop of Horrors' (the original beatnik one with the great jazz soundtrack by Fred Katz, not the idiotic cartooney remake with Rick Moranis) What if this lamp you bought at a junk store was haunted. One day it bit off your finger, and afterward produced an obscene, lamp-like growth at its base. You became a slave to this lamp, feeding it road-kill, mice, whatever you could find. It kept growing and wanting more food, until it was a huge monster lamp that took up the whole house and kept wanting more food. Then what?
