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Art Baseling

14th December 2014

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I’ve always wondered what Art Basel was, but was never willing to cough up the money to fly to FLORIDA, rent a car, find a hotel, and roam around Miami just to find out that it may be nothing more than a series of random objects placed under presentation lights to be called “conceptual art” and sold for more money than I’ve paid in collected years of living in a New York apartment.

Luckily, a perk of living in Disney World, is that I am a mere 4 hours away from Art Basel. Thats only 4 incredible episodes of Serial and 3/4th a tank of gas away from home! I was lucky enough to have Alex in town visiting me, so when I got off of work on Friday and came home to him painting and it sparked the question “What do you want to do tonight? Should we go get some BBQ and watch The Babadook at home, or drive to Miami and see what an Art Basel is?” We bounced around that half formed conversation that couples seem to do when being together is more important than whatever atmosphere they’re together in do and said “I’m up for whatever you want to do” in all the different ways it could be said before I cut the conversation short to shove a dress and a pillow into my overnight bag, and said “lets go to Miami!”

I’m so glad we took that short drive down to the Wynwood district because it the most inspiring thing I’ve seen in a long time. Street art on every wall, people dressed in summer clothes in budding season of winter, and amazing food (by food, I think I mean Panther coffee. So much Panther coffee).

We walked up and down the streets of Wynwood for 7 hours before gathering enough inspiration to make that 4 hour drive home seem way too long. All we wanted to do is get back to our hub of gauche paints, wood panels, photoshop software, and camera equipment and start creating!

Heres a couple of shots I got from our trip. I’m already planning out how I’m going to shoot it next year, now that I have a feel for it. Any volunteers are open to apply to help me out, a.s.a.p. :)

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Advulture Time!

5th January 2012

Last month, Alex and I followed some mutant birds around New York as they went on a hunt for adventures! And what fantastic adventures they had!

They terrorized the post man and stole Amazon packages to remind them of their home land.

The found a good coffee shop for a mid day swoop-me-up

They slayed everyone that challenged them, at the arcade.

Luckily, I had my camera with me to document the things I saw. 

Shortly after following them, Alex ran home to paint what hes pretty sure vultures think about when they dream.

Tomorrow, in Oakland, we have a show displaying some souvenirs from our adventures in following some bird brained adventures. If you’re in the area, you should go check out  our photos and paintings!

“ADVULTURE TIME”

A Small Collection of New Paintings and Photos by Alex PardeeChloe Rice

Zerofriends OAK Downtown Oakland

489 25th St. Right in between telegraph and broadway.

Friday Jan 6th between 6-9pm



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Wecome to Historical Ellicott City

15th May 2010

I recently took a trip to Ellicott City, MD to visit Ghost Town Tattoo and a friend that some call Machine Gun Vince. A man who welds guns from scratch, smokes more than he breathes, will skin a dear an sample the meat BEFORE sticking it into the oven, and sells furniture that he’s found in houses where people were murdered and has it sold as “vintage furniture” in boutique shops for 1000′s of dollars.

I was interested in shooting new guns, trying new….cuisine, and live in someone else’s Italian leather shoes for a few days. After the food poisoning from eating a seared steak left my system, i had quite an interesting time seeing how people in such a small town find day to day happiness. I was on a photo hunt to find beauty in something that may seem dreary to city folk, like myself.

I ended up shooting a slew of guns, exploring very metal basements, seeing where the props from The Wire ended up, hunting abandoned homes, and finding abandoned grave yards along the way.

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