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It has come to this - something akin to a store.
DA is a marvelous meeting place, but it's lousy on artist sales.  Management is too stubborn to share success with even its premium members.  I get restrictive "15% Off" notices once a year on my birthday, rife with restrictions.  Nevertheless, here is the place to find more of my wares:

www.etsy.com/shop/Arubini  


Otherwise, I'll keep on occasionally adding to this gallery as I see fit.  I'll be honest -- 2000 submissions since 2006 is getting a little hard to manage.  I'm starting fresh.
  • Listening to: White Noise
  • Reading: The New Yorker
  • Watching: Newsreels
  • Playing: Fats Waller and Art Tatum, frequently
  • Eating: A good omelette
  • Drinking: A draft beer, when offered
I have been a member of this forum - this site - since 2006.  Now and then, sales come in, but that was the reason I joined DeviantArt, per the advice of a fellow photographer who was selling prints through DA, now and then.

Therefore I say to you now, time to buy a print!  I have prints at all levels of pricing - some art prints, and some simple photo print and post cards.  There's even a wonderful selection of mugs at the offing.  Give it a visit.
 
Buy a print, as many have!  Bronx Stairway | Great Lawn | Chrysler Mug | Central Park at Dusk <= as examples.

Keep your imagination and curiosity alive, keep asking questions, and make things happen, when they aren't happening enough without you.

All best,
James
  • Listening to: The rush of silence
  • Reading: Whatever is in the bedroom
  • Watching: Far too much
  • Playing: The rush of silence
  • Eating: Sandwiches, and occasional entrees
  • Drinking: A shot of whisky, and six gallons of water
About two and a half months ago (next Tuesday), a stray yellow bird flew into my realm via the fire escape running by my home office.  Little yellow birds are exceedingly rare in Manhattan life and are generally confined to botanical gardens, zoos, and pet shops.

Bird on Base by steeber  She's a wonder of energy and ingenuity and makes for a great photographic subject. 
Melopsittacus Undulatus by steeber  Here's to little urban budgerigars everywhere.  Long may they live in good stead.

  • Listening to: The rush of silence
  • Reading: Whatever is in the bedroom
  • Watching: Far too much
  • Playing: The rush of silence
  • Eating: Sandwiches, and occasional entrees
  • Drinking: A shot of whisky, and six gallons of water
This item :thumb358915938: has been the focus of days of work, here on Earth.  I've been contributing to a site on Facebook www.facebook.com/pages/Dayton-… dedicated to the history of my adopted home town - the city of Dayton, Ohio - legendary for bringing a lot of technology to the planet.  I lived there for years and did a fair amount of schooling there.  It occurred to me, given many who wanted to see my on-line photography in print, to make a collage using software, and that is what I did.  The item is for sale on DeviantArt.  A few have bought, but I am now looking into the cost of publishing this in bulk.  Hopefully, I'll be able to line up a retail source for this, either on-line or at a small-box boutique (or both).  Wish the big downtown department stores were still there.  And now:  kck.st/16v06Cb
Carrying on,
JMS
  • Listening to: The rush of silence
  • Reading: Whatever is in the bedroom
  • Watching: Far too much
  • Playing: The rush of silence
  • Eating: Sandwiches, and occasional entrees
  • Drinking: A shot of whisky, and six gallons of water
DA offers a nice little portfolio service,

if you've got time to mess with it.
Mine is now living again, at steeber.artworkfolio.com/.


It meshes well with my home page - steeber.com
which is also enjoying a revival.


It's all helping me go from this Cumulonimbus Orange by steeber to this Cumulonimbus by steeber.

  • Listening to: BG - Benny Goodman
  • Reading: The Leaning Tower of Babel
  • Watching: Martian sunlight fry the landscape
  • Playing: Lp's - blessed vinyl
  • Eating: Now that the neapolitan ice cream's gone?
  • Drinking: Strictly-domestic, upstate beer

Daily Deviation Morning

Journal Entry: Wed Jan 11, 2012, 6:11 AM
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Grab a can today!


Here in the states, DD means "Daily Double" - a big race track gamble.  Here in New York, DD used to mean a local IND Subway line.  Now - the world over - it means "Daily Deviation".  And now I have my first -- with grateful acknowledgement.  It's not every day I wake up, check DA, and find 171 comments and faves waiting to be read.  Just a big thank you.  It's nice to be seen, heard, appreciated.

Featured Art

Times Square is still the place to run into someone you know, someone you would like to know, and someone you'd never want to see again.
  • Listening to: BG - Benny Goodman
  • Reading: The Leaning Tower of Babel
  • Watching: Martian sunlight fry the landscape
  • Playing: Lp's - blessed vinyl
  • Eating: Now that the neapolitan ice cream's gone?
  • Drinking: Strictly-domestic, upstate beer
Many thanks to all those who have been offering their  f a v ' s  to my work - particularly toward "Fate and Feather", which has been enjoying a lot of positive attention.  The support is much appreciated.

Kind regards,
James Steeber
  • Listening to: BG - Benny Goodman
  • Reading: The Leaning Tower of Babel
  • Watching: Martian sunlight fry the landscape
  • Playing: Lp's - blessed vinyl
  • Eating: Now that the neapolitan ice cream's gone?
  • Drinking: Strictly-domestic, upstate beer
One of the most mysterious titles in art is "untitled".  I believe "untitled" became all the rage sometime in the late 1950's -- certainly in the 60's and 70's.  The meaning of this no-meaning moniker was to state that the Zen profoundity of the work was so beguilingly self-evident that no bourgeois appellation was needed, which would otherwise sully a perfect moment of nihilistic bliss - such as the viewer's first gaze of the masterwork in sublime channeling.  "It is what it is;  It is that it is," says the generic title.  There was in this labeling an almost snide retort to the observer who would dare to seek a story or an explanation for what should have been obvious and strong.

That was then.

Along came the Internet as a pop component - round about 1995.  Virtually everyone got aboard that year or soon after.  It was the thing.  It was fun.  And along with this new highway, upon which everyone had to take a ride, came a new language -- done up in bits of punctuation, abbreviations, even anagrams.  It might take one a few glances to realize that colon-hyphen-right parenthesis was actually a face smiling back (albeit sideways) -- coloring, for what was essentially a colorless world of plain type.

It seems clear to me now that with the art of the shortcut has come an even greater brevity of thought, even as a point of habit.  The idea that less-is-more is effective, generally, where more-is-less -- as in architectural design, as in prose, and even as in art.

And this brings me back to "untitled".  I remember encountering the description at museums which featured rooms of modern art.  The word generally didn't apply to, say, works of the Renaissance,  where a painting might be "anonymous" but never "untitled".  I believe "untitled" was a movement in itself -- a chant of nihilism -- a dissatisfaction in the status quo.  Anger and melancholy -- even that.

But at DeviantArt -- a veritable miracle of an Internet community, where it is literally possible, in this era of flame wars over all and everything on YouTube.com, where even comments underneath ordinary news articles become vitriolic and abusive -- to post art and design and have it discussed in ways actually constructive and sometimes even thoughtful, I find a disturbing trend.
"...", or "***" has pervaded the aesthetic of posting works.  The rationale seems to be "I want to post this picture without having to say anything about it, so I put as little as I can in the description box, thus satisfying the box's needs and thus allowing me my post."

This reveals three things to me -

1.) A fear of stating anything sincere in a sharp age of hip conformity
3.) A cynicism over the idea that descriptions don't matter and aren't read
2.) Laziness

"..." should not be confused with "untitled".  Untitled is a statement, while "..." is not.  "..." is perhaps the most cynical by-product of "instant-on" technology living, where one need only point, shoot, and post, with predictably banal results.  Just the same, considering the effort some put into their work, being unable to add 28 more seconds of thought into a description seems a sad throw of defeat to the winds of futility.  If there is literally nothing to say about a work, why on Earth post it?  The whole point of the description "DeviantArt" is a throwback to "Entartete Kunst" -- a term coined by the Nazi's to bash so-called "Degenerate Art" -- that which didn't satisfy the right-wing totalitarian agenda and taste.  DA's name is but a variant of this and a celebration of the freedom one has, right now, to be a "deviant" or a "degenerate" in the most anti-fascist spirit possible.

There is no reason to dishonor those who gave their lives to be Deviants (but more accurately - to be artists), by taking creativity for granted.  We may not be under the watchful eyes of fascists, per se, at this moment, but our imaginations are becoming more and more of a liability - existing dangerously outside of the advertising box  - part of a corporate culture which is becoming very much like fascism.

I choose to never offer a line of punctuation in a description just to bypass my right to expression (my freedom!) in its fullest and purest sense.

Thought must never be cheap.  Think of it as priceless.

JMS
  • Listening to: BG - Benny Goodman
  • Reading: The Leaning Tower of Babel
  • Watching: Martian sunlight fry the landscape
  • Playing: Lp's - blessed vinyl
  • Eating: Now that the neapolitan ice cream's gone?
  • Drinking: Strictly-domestic, upstate beer
After months of feeling that only Schwarzweiss (B+W) can express reality for me, I've decided to reverse direction and embrace color again - a lot of it.   Tower and Bridge by steeber HDR helps - a miracle of sandwiching two images to flesh out the "3-D" of light, color, and shade -- more the way we saw the world, when only film was available.  Digital is all too convenient, and though fantastic for vacation snapshots, it's rather unfortunate within the realm of fine art, where so much meaning and depth can be lost by assuming that any digital picture, as it comes out of the camera, is a masterpiece.
  • Listening to: BG - Benny Goodman
  • Reading: The Leaning Tower of Babel
  • Watching: Martian sunlight fry the landscape
  • Playing: Lp's - blessed vinyl
  • Eating: Now that the neapolitan ice cream's gone?
  • Drinking: Strictly-domestic, upstate beer

Favorite Faves

Journal Entry: Mon Jul 27, 2009, 7:57 PM
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Favorite Faves


steeber.deviantart.com/favouri…;...Here one finds images which have stayed in my mind for a time.  May they stay with all of us.

  • Listening to: Endless Fats Waller
  • Reading: Something by Richard Mitchell
  • Watching: Light fade in the room
  • Playing: Older and older CD's
  • Eating: Things which boil quickly
  • Drinking: Orange juice from a southern state
"Life can deprive us of freedom, of health, of fortune, of friends, of family, of success, but cannot take away from us our thoughts or our imagination, and there is always love, music, art, flowers, and books.  And the passionate interest in everything."

Arthur Rubinstein - "My Young Years"
(Alfred Knopf 1973)

What more can be added to that?  Not much at this moment.  It's been a terrible year of loss and yet the layering of acquired knowledge, wisdom, and the fruit of imagination.  And though I lost the most precious friend I had in the world, I gained back a certain part of myself.  It's not exactly what I would call an even trade, but I am aware of it.

JS - 2009
  • Listening to: Benny Goodman radio marathon
  • Reading: Various books
  • Watching: Rumpole mysteries on DVD
  • Playing: The 88's, always
  • Eating: Things with cracked wheat in them
  • Drinking: Five quarts a day - a year - a month, whatever...

jamesmarcus.deviantart.com

Fri Mar 7, 2008, 7:02 PM
Favs.

Finally got a fav on Open Window on the World by jamesmarcus

That one truly was a favorite of my own, from just about the moment I took it, perched in a temporarily-abandoned office suite with a view on the now-missing World Trade Center.

It rains a plenty, and I wish it were a warmer rain.
  • Listening to: a Missa Solemnis
  • Reading: 5 People You Meet in Heaven
  • Watching: Animal Crackers
  • Playing: The 88's
  • Eating: A little better than before
  • Drinking: Orange, Tomato, -- anything that's a juice

Light

Mon Dec 31, 2007, 7:56 PM
A wish...

May it come brighter and longer, in the coming year.  As the Earth yields to its inevitable orbit, it will.

Have simply bought a new chair.
  • Listening to: A distant fan
  • Reading: My own report to the company
  • Watching: Astaire and Rogers
  • Playing: Whatever comes
  • Eating: anything with vitamins in it
  • Drinking: three quarts a day

Tunnel, but no light

Sun Dec 16, 2007, 10:48 AM
When life gets tough

There's not much family left for me, and what there is of it seems to be sick in one way or the other.  For some reason, I keep going, as one, generally, does.  But why?  Why ask why, I suppose.

Just wishing for that light to come up, in so many ways.

Have placed a cushion on the back of the chair. That's better.
  • Listening to: Bach Cello Suite No. 4 (Casals)
  • Reading: Instructions, headlines, signs
  • Watching: The scene very carefully
  • Playing: The Charleston (James P. Johnson)
  • Eating: try to, at any rate
  • Drinking: more orange juice

Astonished

Wed Sep 26, 2007, 4:38 PM
Not that there's anything wrong with that...

The world has me in its grip, and I must run away.  I must effectively hide my love away.  I must hide among the thorns and slip through the slats and flats of time to be entirely alone with my thoughts.

Those around me embrace the tribal appurtenances of their times -- piercing their flesh in the name of feigned truths - slathering their forms in earthly hues and tatooed whimsies of potted plants and sabre swords.

I need a beer.

Still leaning back in my chair...
  • Listening to: The hum of the refrigerator
  • Reading: a pile of books on my night stand
  • Watching: Older and older films
  • Playing: Slow Stride in 8 of the 12 keys available
  • Eating: pizza and pepperoni
  • Drinking: my weight in orange juice

9/11 Tribute Update

Mon Sep 10, 2007, 5:16 PM
More updates on The Site

I have, today, added

September 1st 2007 - Two by jamesmarcus

and

September 1st 2007 - One by jamesmarcus

This is how the ever-changing "Site" looks today.

I particularly like the effect of the chainlink fence, which seems to evoke a sense of entrapment still felt by many.

Still leaning back in my chair...
  • Listening to: Moonlight in Vermont (Tatum group session)
  • Reading: Everything and anything
  • Watching: Too much U-Tube
  • Playing: Stride
  • Eating: Strictly at restaurants
  • Drinking: imported beverages

Nuttn'

Mon May 28, 2007, 7:27 PM
All about nuttn'

Absolutely nuttn'

As above: nuttn'
  • Listening to: Nuttn'
  • Reading: A blank book
  • Watching: My own type as it appears on the screen
  • Playing: Very quietly
  • Eating: Sporadically
  • Drinking: Nightly

For Sale

Sun Dec 31, 2006, 9:30 AM
Merchandizing Away

As of today, I have formally become a merchant at this place.  I've put up some items, more or less as a test, but they are good items, and one is even available as a mug.  Wouldn't mind having that one myself.

  • Listening to: Mozart Variations on Twinkle Twinkle Little Star
  • Reading: A blank book
  • Watching: Very old 'B' pictures
  • Playing: every chance I get
I've put up about 100 images, as promised.  No easy task, but a task I felt compelled to complete.  The images now cover a year or so before the event to about three years after.  Let us hope this event is the worst of its kind, from here on out.  jamesmarcus.deviantart.com/

JS
Managed to put together a large number (over 100) images relating to 9/11/01 in New York City.
They've been assembled at my other jamesmarcus.deviantart.com/ gallery for the time being.