ReX DINGLER

Rex Shows in Mobile, AL...during Mardi Gras at WellBorn Ideas

2012-02-06T21:47:00.000-08:00

Photo by Sarah Zanolli

Rex Dingler is returning to Mobile in February 10th for an art show and book release party titled: “ReXism: Interactive” at WellbornIdeas, 365 Dauphin Street, Mobile, AL 36602 from 6-10 p.m. that Friday evening.

The show will highlight his unique cityscapes in both oil and acrylic, an array of his iconic sketches, and oil works listing his “Rexisms”; personal idioms borne from good times and Rex’s riotous living.

Rex’s artwork has been on public display in over 30 countries and 100 cities and has been involved in numerous shows, most notably in New Orleans, New York, Los Angeles, London, Tel Aviv and Miami, and wanted by police in many more.

For more information, please check out the FACEBOOK page

Or check out this kick ass article from ModMobillian

NoLA Rising wishes you a Happy New Year

2011-12-31T10:46:00.001-08:00

NoLA Rising wishes you a Happy New Year, originally uploaded by dingler1109.

Καλά Χριστούγεννα - С Рождеством - ¡Feliz Navidad! - Joyeux Noël - عيد ميلاد مجيد - Buon Natale - Frohe Weihnachten - Lorem Nativitatis

2011-12-25T07:54:00.000-08:00

NoLA Rising's IYTI-5 Flyer

2011-12-07T17:39:00.001-08:00

NoLA Rising's IYTI-5 Flyer, originally uploaded by dingler1109.

This Sunday, December 11th at the Hi-Ho Lounge at 2239 St. Claude Avenue.

The insurgency is you...

2011-12-07T17:04:00.001-08:00

IMG_2003, originally uploaded by TROUBLE3O5.

Ebenholz!

2011-12-01T20:35:00.001-08:00

Ebenholz!, originally uploaded by dingler1109.

Donated to the NoLA Rising IYTI for 2011

Geoff MacLeod's donation for NoLA Rising's IYTI art for toys swap

2011-12-01T20:27:00.001-08:00

Geoff MacLeod's donation for NoLA Rising's IYTI art for toys swap, originally uploaded by dingler1109.

Eat More Veggies!

2011-11-24T19:34:00.001-08:00

Eat More Veggies!, originally uploaded by dingler1109.

Happy Thanksgiving!

NoLA Rising Paint Party - November 20th, 2011 (12-4)

2011-11-19T12:02:00.001-08:00

PAINT PARTY - NOLA RISING & IT'S YOURS, TAKE IT
the old XO STUDIOS
the PARK next to 2833 Dauphine Street
(Dauphine and Press Streets... Marigny/Bywater border at the train tracks... New Orleans)
SUNDAY - NOVEMBER 20th - 2011 - NOON until 4ish

For the fifth installment of New Orleans’ It’s Yours, Take it, Rex would yet again like to continue the practice of a holiday art swap. For the fifth year in a row, artwork has been created and sent in for a toy for art swap to raise toys for the Marine Corps Toys for Tots program and similar programs in the New Orleans area. The premise is simple: Someone brings a brand new toy in a box to donate to children and they get to take a piece of art with them. The toys are then donated to programs for their annual holiday distribution.

The paint parties have been going on since that pesky storm passed by our city and our levees failed due to (well, you know)... To bolster the NoLA Rising offerings to people who bring toys in a box, we are having a paint party in conjunction with New Orleans Fringe Festival. The artwork created during the art event will be stored until the day of the art swap at the Hi-Ho Lounge.

Facebook Event Page: http://www.facebook.com/events/290343927666151/

For more information, click any of the pictures in this post. Address for Hi-Ho below. Look forward to seeing you there,

All best,
Rex

IYTI NoLA 5 - LOCATION SET:
Hi-Ho Lounge
2239 St. Claude Avenue
New Orleans
December 11th, 2011

Rex Packet

2011-11-06T16:13:00.001-08:00

Rex Packet, originally uploaded by Wayne Wolfson.

werd!

Vinyl Installation #1-16

2011-11-06T16:11:00.001-08:00

Vinyl Installation #1-16, originally uploaded by "The Supreme Architect".

IYTI - NoLA 5 - Art for Toys Swap Holiday Kick Ass Extravaganza (& shit like that)

2011-10-24T22:50:00.001-07:00

IYTI - NoLA 5 - Art for Toys Swap Holiday Kick Ass Extravaganza (& shit like that), originally uploaded by dingler1109.

NoLA Rising is making a call for art for It’s Yours, Take It - NEW ORLEANS 5

NoLA Rising has a long history of distributing artwork at no cost to the New Orleans area.

For the fifth installment of New Orleans’ It’s Yours, Take it, Rex would yet again like to continue the practice of a holiday art swap. For the fourth year in a row, artwork has been created and sent in for a toy for art swap to raise toys for the Marine Corps Toys for Tots program and similar programs in the New Orleans area. The premise is simple: Someone brings a brand new toy in a box to donate to children and they get to take a piece of art with them. The toys are then donated to programs for their annual holiday distribution.

Last year, we had so many toys I had to move out of my living room until the Marines could pick them up.
As always, there is no theme on artwork donated…create as you wish.

This year, the work deadline will be Monday, December 5th, 2011. If you're local to the New Orleans area, you can bring artwork by the Hi-Ho Lounge (2239 Saint Claude Avenue) in the St. Claude Arts District . Mardi Claw will have the place open and running... We'll announce day of event coming soon...

Anyone interested, pls add your name and email me at:
[ nolarising504 @ gmail.com ] so I can send you the current mailing address

NoLA Rising is a 501(c)3 and can issue a donation letter to artists who indicate a value to their donated pieces for tax purposes. Please ensure actual value - in writing detailing artist, mailing address, piece name and estimated value.

Again, huge thanks to everyone who’s made this a fun experience over the last few rounds…

This year, Melrose and Fairfax has already given us some props with the best quote I've seen in a while: "Sticker vandals are the kind of folks who run toy drives." Check it out here: melroseandfairfax.blogspot.com/2011/10/hooked-up-nola-ris...

Thanks everyone...THE REVOLUTION IS YOU!

Rex

MELROSEandFAIRFAX: Hooked Up - NOLA Rising

2011-10-24T22:10:00.000-07:00

MELROSEandFAIRFAX: Hooked Up - NOLA Rising: Sticker vandals are the kind of folks who run toy drives.

ReXism: Interactive

2011-09-29T18:21:00.000-07:00

ReXism: interactive... a book by Rex. A compendium of zines, sketchbooks, ramblings, letters and whatnot... 240 pages...but even better is that 160 of those are picture pages. Don't let the truth get in the way of good propaganda. The revolution is you!

ReXism by Rex Dingler | Make Your Own Book

Review by Kat Bergeron: "For those of you looking for true New Orleans art by a true New Orleans artist, I can think of no greater recommendation than this book. Written by a man, a legend, and a true New Orleanian, Rex Dingler's ReXism takes you through the street art and mentality of a city on the rise. Check it out. Then buy it. Then buy it for your friends."

Houston, Texas

2011-09-12T14:08:00.001-07:00

Untitled, originally uploaded by yosemyosenstein.

These are our financial times

2011-09-11T19:48:00.001-07:00

These are our financial times, originally uploaded by duncan.

i think the sign says it all...

Rex's next booklet...

2011-09-05T20:22:00.001-07:00

Rex's next booklet..., originally uploaded by dingler1109.

The next booklet is coming out soon...so like the picture says, if I don't have your address or it hasn't been updated in a while, message me your addy for the next mailing within the month.

Hope all is well,
Rex

starheadboy and nola rising

2011-09-05T09:34:00.001-07:00

starheadboy and nola rising, originally uploaded by starheadboy (no trades).

in a galaxy not so far away!

Salute to Starheadboy!

Bella!!

2011-09-04T09:31:00.001-07:00

15th Stage "Stick On Haring!" in "Ceres 4 Art" at Blanco Beach Bar, Firenze (Italy), originally uploaded by Stelleconfuse.

15th Stage "Stick On Haring!" in "Ceres 4 Art" at Blanco Beach Bar, Firenze (Italy)

HALOZ

2011-09-01T23:43:00.000-07:00

Is it a Happy Anniversary?

2011-08-29T06:46:00.000-07:00

K+6...our anniversary. There's been a lot of promise offered up over the years. We've made some inroads here and there, but we're back to being how we were. Or so we tell ourselves. Here's hoping for the best in all of us to overcome the worst...

BRgrds,
Rex

You Go Girl - New Orleans

2011-08-28T23:42:00.000-07:00

Photo by Turducken

Birthday Pins by Miss Malaprop

2011-08-27T23:38:00.000-07:00

From MissMalaprop:
"In New Orleans, we have a tradition of pinning money to the birthday boy or girl. For my upcoming birthday party, I want to put that money to good use and donate it to some great causes, including Kiva.org, Our School at Blair Grocery, and now - my dear friend Lindsey who was supposed to bake her delicious gourmet cupcakes but got badly injured in a bike accident a few days ago.

I made these pins with their giant safety pins on the front - much easier than trying to keep a tiny safety pin pinned to your shirt and also let people add money to it! Plus they're cute!"

Find her online store HERE: https://www.shopmissmalaprop.com/cart.php

Mr Tox 27 months for graff

2011-08-27T01:48:00.001-07:00

Mr Tox 27 months for graff, originally uploaded by duncan.

Click on the picture and then check out the links. It's amazing the disparity in the punishments doled out between someone caught doing graffiti and then someone killing a person.

Which is the greater crime? Killing or street art?

King of Homemade Sandals by Willy bobo

2011-08-26T23:35:00.000-07:00

Priest in the Tahoe National Forest

2011-08-25T23:33:00.000-07:00

If a tree falls in the woods...

yeh, you get it...

New Orleans Lady

2011-08-24T23:31:00.000-07:00

Painting by Real Abstract

2011-08-23T23:30:00.000-07:00

SwampDonkey

2011-08-22T23:26:00.000-07:00

Crow by StarheadBoy

2011-08-21T23:20:00.001-07:00

crow , originally uploaded by starheadboy (no trades).

TAKE YOUR DREAMS WORLDWIDE

2011-08-20T22:35:00.001-07:00

Mugello (Italy) Plant-a-Tree 006, originally uploaded by Stelleconfuse.

REXISMO! - Mugello (Italy) Plant-a-Tree 006

Firenze (Italy) Plant-a-Tree 133

2011-08-20T10:36:00.001-07:00

Firenze (Italy) Plant-a-Tree 133, originally uploaded by Stelleconfuse.

ReXism is alive and well in Florence

Dan Witz / Williamsburg / Brooklyn . 2011

2011-08-20T10:34:00.001-07:00

wmsburg, Bklyn. 2011, originally uploaded by danwitz.

Job Openings: Silence is Violence

2011-08-09T22:35:00.001-07:00

Job Openings: Silence is Violence
Deadline August 30, 2011

Silence Is Violence seeks artists for Fall semester Peace Clubs. Hosted in different public schools in Orleans Parish, including all of the alternative schools of New Orleans, the artist-run Peace Clubs provide an environment for the students to actually see and use art as an alternative expression to violence. Local artists run weekly workshops, leading the students on a project that helps them express their communities' issues through their own eyes.

As our students generally come from the most challenging environments with little formal exposure to the arts, these clubs give them an opportunity to experiment with different art forms, discuss their everyday life concerns in a comfortable environment, and be exposed to positive role models working in the community. The art projects are diverse and include painting, poetry, dance, theater, second-line culture, and film. The professional artists who lead the clubs are very familiar with these students' challenges and use these connections to inspire and motivate the students.

Please send resume, contact information, and brief bio to: nolamusicclinics [at] gmail.com

Banksy - Photo by Annar50 on Flickr

2011-07-31T08:07:00.000-07:00

L.A. vs WAR: Art for Peace in the Hope Era

2011-07-30T20:08:00.000-07:00

Join us in sending a message! We choose education, jobs, health, compassion, community over WAR.

LA Vs. WAR is happening September 9-11 and will send a creative PEACE shockwave out into the world. We need YOUR help in getting the doors open and spreading the word from LA, across the U.S. and beyond.

The more we raise, the bigger the impact we can have. Will you join us in this push for peace? It's needed now more than ever!

LA VS WAR

LA Vs. WAR will mark the 10th anniversary of the September 11 2001 attacks with a massive group art exhibition and event taking place in Downtown Los Angeles from 9/9/11 to 9/11/11 at the Vortex. LA Vs. WAR presents some of today’s most prolific, pro-peace/anti-war, political artists in a multi-media exhibition chronicling the creative responses to the current military conflicts in the Middle East/North Africa/Central Asia, The Global War on Terror, the Drug Wars, and other wars on marginalized peoples. After the September 2011 show, we plan to travel the exhibition as "Vs. WAR" to other cities in the U.S. and abroad in the spirit of peace and creative collaboration.

LA Vs. WAR is part exhibition, part experience. The art show will be curated by Yo! Peace, Center for the Study of Political Graphics, Political Gridlock and Ad Hoc Art and will feature a large selection of fine art and limited edition prints and posters. Live art demonstrations and workshops will engage the audience in creative activities ranging from graffiti, t-shirt printing, stenciling, and more. Teach-ins with our grassroots partners will inform and inspire attendees to transform their own lives and communities.

For more information: http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/1716253169/la-vs-war-art-for-peace-in-the-hope-era

THIS IS ROSS

2011-07-30T18:52:00.001-07:00

THIS IS ROSS He's Scared Of Everything, originally uploaded by Len Cowgill.

He's Scared Of Everything

Artwork by Len Cowgill

C215 - Inspiration

2011-07-30T02:10:00.001-07:00

Stencil on wood. Based on Caravaggio's "Saint Matthew with the Angel"

for the Signal gallery solo show entitled BORDER LINE, opening 7th of July.

www.signalgallery.com

What happens when you abandon a canvas around Rex

2011-07-26T23:08:00.001-07:00

What happens when you abandon a canvas around Rex, originally uploaded by dingler1109.

from a sojourn in Mobile...Chillin' with Boudreaux Golly

Yes Indeed

2011-07-25T18:23:00.001-07:00

Yes Indeed, originally uploaded by dingler1109.

Vampire sketch - Dingler

2011-07-14T05:43:00.000-07:00

A little piece of tonight's work..., originally uploaded by dingler1109.

Something I've been working on the last week...

Peru Ana Ana Peru

2011-07-13T08:47:00.000-07:00

From last November...

EROS - Seen on the streets of NoLA

2011-07-12T10:49:00.000-07:00

Level by VENG

2011-07-11T06:20:00.000-07:00

LOVE WILL WIN

2011-07-10T08:05:00.000-07:00

Stick on HARING!

2011-07-09T08:02:00.000-07:00

Rexismo!

Storm Trooper by Lou Pimentel

2011-07-08T11:54:00.000-07:00

The Dude Company

2011-07-07T07:50:00.000-07:00

Paris, France

DellBoy

2011-07-06T11:49:00.000-07:00

Stone Lion head on a collab wall in Ely near Cambridge. Organised by Blight Society.

The Some1

2011-07-05T08:46:00.000-07:00

RISE by Joe Iurato

2011-07-03T10:39:00.000-07:00

People RISE up!

Welling Court, Queens

Choice Royce - Bedford

2011-07-02T11:32:00.000-07:00

LIU BOLIN JR - Photo by Joe Russo

2011-07-01T11:31:00.000-07:00

ADDICTION ANGER DEPRESSION EMPTINESS. JERM.

2011-06-30T11:22:00.000-07:00

Swoon's Musical Architecture for New Orleans

2011-06-29T08:35:00.000-07:00

The New Orleans Airlift, is working with the amazing and internationally re-knowned artist Swoon to the create a permanent, interactive sculpture for the Bywater neighborhood of New Orleans. It will look like a house, but it will function like a musical instrument. There will be singing walls, organ floorboards, and percussion triggered by the human heartbeat.

A growing group of local and national sound artists are working towards interactive instruments that can be built into its walls and floorboards so that visitors can bring the house to life through their touch. Ultimately, musicians will be invited to play the house, performing orchestrated works at block parties for their friends and neighbors. This project is for the love of New Orleans - its architecture, music, culture and its people.

The New Orleans Airlift has been working hard at getting this project off the ground for for over a year now, developing alliances with architects and volunteers and the powers that be a city hall. They are partially funded by various arts grants and private contributors, but they are not there yet. You can make a pledge to this project starting at $5 dollars. At higher levels your pledge will get you an original and highly collectible art work by Swoon.

For more information on the artists: http://www.dithyrambalina.com/

C215 - "Guillotine"

2011-06-28T03:58:00.001-07:00

C215 - "Guillotine", originally uploaded by C215.

C215 is having a show at Signal Gallery (UK). Check out his recent pieces on Flickr

ReX salutes Henry David Thoreau

2011-06-16T15:32:00.001-07:00

ReX salutes Henry David Thoreau, originally uploaded by dingler1109.

"As a single footstep will not make a path on the earth, so a single thought will not make a pathway in the mind. To make a deep physical path, we walk again and again. To make a deep mental path, we must think over and over the kind of thoughts we wish to dominate our lives."

-Henry David Thoreau

For those interested in a closer look:
CLICK HERE

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A Message Received from Carne Griffiths...

2011-06-16T05:46:00.000-07:00

Hello All-

I received this message from Carne Griffiths, who is an artist out of England. In addition to being an artist, he helps develop events and opportunities for other artists. This year one of his annual events needs some assistance...please read below and help out if you're capable.

All best,
Rex

------------------
Hello friends and family

First of all apologies to anyone who may have received this email twice from different lists.

You may know that I am involved in setting up Leytonstone's best annual fun event - the Leytonstone Arts Trail

The trail is a voluntary organisation. All the art trail organisers give up their own time. We are showing the work of more than 50 artists (new and established) in windows, cafes, streets, shops and unexpected places around the town from 1 to 17 July. We have raised enough money to print some beautiful maps, as in previous years but because of the economy, funding is very tight this year. We have taken on more work in schools to get children involved in creating work for a professionally curated show. We are running an intensive programme in a particularly deprived school for the young people to make an animated movie with their own sound track to be screened during the trail. The regeneration company (O-Regen) that provided us with the grant for this project has gone into receivership without paying us the promised funding - and the people that ran off with our money are being investigated by the Police. So that we can finish the project we have resorted to asking our friends and families to help us through this direct appeal.

If you can spare a couple of pounds that will be fantastic (you can send it through the easy to use rockethub website on the link below).

http://www.rockethub.com/projects/1963-the-leytonstone-arts-trail

It comes up in dollars, but you can give in ££ and the website does the conversion. You could help us even more by posting this appeal on to a few more friends or family of your own if you know of anyone who would not be offended / might like to help this truly grass roots creative project.

There are art prizes and giveaways in return for your donations such as printed postcard packs - original artworks and limited edition prints supplied by some of the wonderful artists in the trail.

http://www.rockethub.com/projects/1963-the-leytonstone-arts-trail...

For more about the works in the Leytonstone art trail 2011 see www.leytonstoneartstrail.org

For more about Letsfill Leytonstone... see www.letsfill.co.uk

Thank you so much!

Carne Griffiths

Give Up (wheatpaste) - Houston

2011-06-08T15:07:00.001-07:00

Give Up (wheatpaste) - Houston, originally uploaded by dingler1109.

Exploration Northshore

2011-05-30T22:58:00.001-07:00

Exploration Northshore, originally uploaded by dingler1109.

On the Northshore

2011-05-30T11:20:00.001-07:00

Northshore, originally uploaded by dingler1109.

Tsunami Catchers

2011-05-19T22:44:00.001-07:00

Tsunami Catchers, originally uploaded by atomic slingshot tempo (is dead).

What I lack in self-control, I make up for in high tolerance - ReX - 2011

2011-05-19T09:41:00.000-07:00

What I lack in self-control, I make up for in high tolerance - ReX - 2011, originally uploaded by dingler1109.

by Rex Dingler

E Pluribus Nullum / Rex

2011-05-16T21:43:00.001-07:00

E Pluribus Nullum / Rex, originally uploaded by dingler1109.

Somewhere beyond the sea - ReX - (2.5" x 3.5")

2011-05-16T21:42:00.001-07:00

Somewhere beyond the sea - ReX - (2.5" x 3.5"), originally uploaded by dingler1109.

By A1One

2011-05-16T21:35:00.001-07:00

20100714113204_mathgotha1one10, originally uploaded by A1one A.k.a Tanha.

Check out this awesome work...

AD Hoc Art at the New Puppy in Los Angeles

2011-05-10T05:57:00.000-07:00

AD HOC ART GATHERS 34 INTERNATIONAL ARTISTS TO EXPLORE DREAMS, NIGHTMARES, SUPERSTITIONS, AND EXISTENCE TO YEILD CREATIONS RANGING FROM THE PAINFULLY REAL TO THE ETHEREAL FANTASTIC.

-- An Art Exhibit Celebrating the Expansiveness of Consciousness & Culture --

WHEN: Exhibition Opens Friday, May 13th, 7-11pm
with an additional Artwalk Opening: Saturday, May 14th, 7-11pm
Through June 18th, 2011. Hours: 12-6pm Thursday – Saturday and by appointment.

WHAT: AD HOC ART presents “I have a dream, I have a nightmare: Friday the 13th”, an eclectic and electric charge of vast creativity, synapses, and neural networks seeping into Los Angeles’ artmind via New Puppy LA.

That we are living in very fascinating and unprecedented times on the cusp of something is crystal clear. What that “something” is, exactly, is not. What waits on the other side? Is it beautiful or horrendous, sustainable or cataclysmic, truthful or deceptive, just or fraudulent? We all play a leading role in guiding the future of this sweet unraveling already well underway.

Around the world, energies are coming together, people are relating, and the future is so bright. Is the light from the billions of shining smiles of a humane and democratic existence that sustains life; or is it the glistening blast from a bomb dropped by the sociopathic ceo/politico at MegaGlobalBankCorp determined to take all or nothing at our expense?

To divine an answer, dreams, nightmares and Friday the 13th energies have been harnessed, channeled and will be unleashed this 13th of May in the City of Angels. Enjoy these visual nuggets swimming through the realms of spacetime.

Artists include: Alison Buxton, Beau Stanton, Bill Fick, Broken Crow, Bunnie Reiss, Chor Boogie, Chris Stain, CRASH, Dabs & Myla, Daryll Peirce, David Loewenstein, Don Leicht, Ezra Li Eismont, Garrison Buxton, Hellbent, Joe Iurato, John Breiner, John Carr, John Fekner, Jordan Seiler, Know Hope, Lady Pink, Michael De Feo, Mikal Hameed, Paul Booth, Peat Wollaeger, Ray Cross, Rex Dingler, ROA, Robert Steel, Sean Starwars, TheDirtyFabulous, & Thundercut.

WHO: Ad Hoc Art – www.adhocart.org
New Puppy LA – www.newpuppla.com

WHERE: 2808 Elm Street, Los Angeles, California 90065

YOUR ATTENDANCE IS WELCOMED

If you love NoLA the way I love NoLA

2011-05-03T05:41:00.000-07:00

Check out this amazing video from Crista Rock:

DEFEND NEW ORLEANS

2011-04-28T04:55:00.000-07:00

FROM OUR FRIENDS AT DEFEND NEW ORLEANS:

We're excited to announce the opening of our first DNO store on Thursday, April 28th.

The store will offer an expanded range of Defend New Orleans goods and a curated selection of locally sourced products.

Please stay in touch for updates on new styles, new products and store exclusives.

Hope to see you soon,
Defend New Orleans

Defend New Orleans
1101 First Street
New Orleans, LA 70130

Orwell on the concept of Animal Farm:

2011-04-24T11:35:00.000-07:00

"I saw a little boy, perhaps ten years old, driving a huge carthorse along a narrow path, whipping it whenever it tried to turn. It struck me that if only such animals became aware of their strength we should have no power over them, and that men exploit animals in much the same way as the rich exploit the proletariat."

-George Orwell

Ad Hoc Art at the New Puppy in Los Angeles - Friday the 13th (May)

2011-04-20T16:35:00.000-07:00

* Opening Friday, May 13th, 2011: Los Angeles, CA
AD HOC ART group exhibition titled "I have a dream, I have a nightmare: Friday the 13th..."

An electric show charged with other-realmly consciousness hits New Puppy LA, located at 2808 Elm St, Los Angeles, CA 90065.

We are living in very fascinating, unprecedented times on the cusp of something, for sure. What that "something" is that we are on the cusp of, exactly, is debatable. That we dancing on the edge of it is not. Witness art that hearkens to the inner and outer realms of dreams and nightmares, real and imaginary, as Friday the 13th energies have been harnessed and will be unleashed the 13th of May. Be prepared to be lovingly horrified.

Artists include:
Alison Buxton
Beau Stanton
Broken Crow
Bunnie Reiss
CRASH
Dabs & Myla
Daryll Peirce
Don Leicht
Chor Boogie
Chris Stain
Ezra Eismont
Garrison Buxton
Hellbent
Joe Iurato
John Breiner
John Carr
John Fekner
Jordan Seiler
Lady Pink
Michael De Feo
Mikal Hameed
Paul Booth
Ray Cross
Rex Dingler
ROA
Robert Steel
Sean Starwars
TheDirtyFabulous
Thundercut

Toxic friends

2011-04-16T18:25:00.001-07:00

Toxic friends, originally uploaded by dingler1109.

Toxic friendships, career futility, brazen alcohol abuse and a reckless love life seemed like poor choices until I lived them

Heading to Los Angeles

2011-04-16T18:23:00.001-07:00

Heading to Los Angeles, originally uploaded by dingler1109.

for upcoming show at Rocket

Help Mim Flynn get to London for the Royal Wedding

2011-04-04T05:53:00.000-07:00

Watch the video at CNN and leave Mim a favourable comment... Cheers!

Learn how to love

2011-03-23T18:53:00.001-07:00

Learn how to love, originally uploaded by duncan.

Rex - NEW ADDRESS

2011-03-20T09:11:00.000-07:00

For folks who send stuff to my house on St. Andrew, pls note by April 1st I will have a new address. Message me for that address if you are planning on sending something there, otherwise, please continue to use the NOVA address in Metairie. Meryl is staying in the house, so any overlap should be covered through her help.

dissent

2011-03-16T19:50:00.001-07:00

dissent, originally uploaded by WeMeantDemocracy.

Eris Parade details from one of the arrested...

2011-03-09T07:44:00.000-08:00

Original article is at http://neworleans.indymedia.org/news/2011/03/15776.php

Arrested at the Eris Parade
by Anonymous by request Wednesday, Mar. 09, 2011 at 10:00 AM

This is my personal account of parading in Eris 2011 and the crazy arrests that followed. I hope you can use this or print it somehow.... please feel free to post it anywhere and everywhere.

This is my personal account of parading in Eris 2011 and the crazy arrests that followed. I hope you can use this or print it somehow.... please feel free to post it anywhere and everywhere. I want to remain anonymous because I fear reprisal, based on the threats the Fifth District officers made over the course of the evening and from witnessing their insane misbehavior with my own eyes. Personally I have lost all faith in our police department. It is increasingly clear that the NOPD problem isn't "bad apples" but an institutional evil reaching far deeper, and now I have experienced it firsthand. So, I am frightened, but my outrage has moved me to write, to make the truth known. I was a peaceful parader, as were (I believe) almost if not all of the others arrested on Sunday night, many of whom I can vouch for personally. Mark my words, New Orleanians... if this can happen to me, it can happen to any of you.

SEVERELY FUCKED UP

The mood in the 5th District station house was grim. Not only the line of twelve cuffed prisoners kneeling on the floor of the hallway-- we were grim alright-- but the police themselves were somber and uneasy. The mood was subdued, punctuated with explosions of anger from the still adrenalized officers who'd been at the scene of the Fifth District's bulldozing of Eris.

"Y'all fucked up," ranted a fat officer, pacing up and down the back hall where we arrestees knelt. It was hour two of what would be over four hours kneeling cuffed side-by-side on the Fifth District's linoleum before transfer to Sheriff's custody. "Y'all done fucked up now. I hope I see the motherfucker who hit me. I'm gonna find him. I'm gonna see that motherfucker on the street, and I'm gonna whip the shit out of him. You DO know that. When I see that motherfucker I'm gonna fuck him up bad, and I hope he's one of y'all's motherfucking cousins. I should'a shot that motherucker! You heard me?"

The station Sergeant was angry too, but he wasn't venting at the arrestees. He was angry at the French Quarter's 8th District police force. "I can't believe they got on the radio talking all that shit," he said, his voice getting louder as he spoke. "What the fuck was that? Getting on the radio and telling us there was a riot heading our way. Like it's a joke to them. 'Oh yeah, we got this big crowd throwing trash cans and rioting, so look out. We've got them heading right your way.' That is severely fucked up."

A junior officer grunted in acknowledgement. Several pairs of handcuffs were unaccounted for, and he was trying to sort out whose handcuffs were whose. The police couldn't agree who'd arrested which of us.

"If they really had a riot on their hands," the Sergeant continued, "the only thing they should'a been saying on the radio was 'send units.' They should've taken care of it their damn selves. And instead they send it to us! Well, we handled it for them alright. The Fifth District takes care of a riot. We cleaned up their shit for them." He laughed bitterly. "And now we get to ride this horse allll the way home."

THE PARADE

The Krewe of Eris' 2011 parade had not been a riot by any stretch of the definition. It had been a parade. It had been a jubilant and unruly parade, as it has been every year since it began, but also like every year it had been a positive, joyful, and creative parade, not a protest, an angry march, or anything remotely violent. The elaborate, lovingly handmade floats and costumes we had spent days and in some cases weeks on were made for celebration. This year's theme had been "Mutagenesis," partly in response to the BP oil disaster, and was meant to explore how new birth and change could arise from toxic horror. Prevalent in the parade were sea creatures and shorebirds, some adapted by their creators from earlier use in the Krewe of Dead Pelicans, Halloween and other parades and events reflecting the New Orleans spirit of responding to hardship by redoubling creative and constructive energy.

The parade had been without incident for the first several blocks, wending through the Marigny and Bywater neighborhoods. People seemed happy to see us as they always are. As we passed below one building, a resident threw out handful after handful of letter-pressed Carnival bookmarks to us from a high window, swirling like giant confetti. They said "Carnival 2011 -- This is Heaven."

After crossing Elysian to Frenchmen St., the parade gained a tail, an Eighth District police car that followed some yards behind the parade with its lights on but no siren. I was a participant in the parade, and I figured this police escort to be two things, neither of them alarming or unreasonable. One, it was keeping tabs on where the parade was heading, which struck me as proactive and (from a police point of view) understandable. Two, its blue-light presence at the back of the parade served as a warning to civilian vehicle traffic that the road ahead was not passable. When the parade paused for twenty minutes or so at the intersection of Frenchmen and Burgundy, the car paused with us.

At some point during this pause, one parade participant did something to attract the attention of the officers inside the car-- I didn't see this, so I don't know what it was-- and he was arrested without incident.

The parade then moved forward, finally, following a course that took it into the French Quarter. We didn't get far; it was clear the Eighth District didn't want us there. Some neighborhoods are okay to parade in, and some, apparently, are not. The response to Eris entering the Quarter was swift and markedly more aggressive. A helicopter swept us with its spotlight-- wait, does NOPD have a helicopter now? There was definitely one present. Police cars blocked off two sides of every intersection, directing the parade into two right turns: up one block and then directly back out towards Esplanade. All the cars at the intersections had their sirens going at ear-splitting volumes, as did the now-multiple cars behind us, which accelerated and roared their engines. Many paraders broke into a trot and then an unnerved run. Some crowded onto the sidewalks.

The sirens drowned out the marching band and made verbal communication impossible, even at a shout. As the tail cars nipped at the parade's heels, some younger paradegoers began dragging the gigantic French Quarter residential trash bins out into the streets to slow the police behind us down. Just as promptly, other paradegoers put the cans upright and dragged the cans back to where they'd been. Still scrambling to stay ahead of the police cars, the trash draggers and trash replacers angrily chided each other. Of course, it was impossible to hear what anyone was saying over the sirens, leaving this an argument conducted in pantomime. This lack of a unified response is perhaps not shocking in a parade named for the Goddess of discord.

The cop cars and their super-sirens kept on us all the way to the dividing line between the Fifth & Eighth districts, where they vanished. Many paradegoers had dropped out, but the couple hundred people still left cheered, as if being shunted around by effective crowd control was a victory. "Whose streets? Our streets!" chanted some as they fled back across Elysian.

It had not been a particularly fun visit to "Da Quarters," and my partner and I discussed heading home, but we figured we'd stick it out, since there were only a few blocks left before the parade was officially over anyway.

A little way up Chartres St. a police car approached the front of the parade, driving the wrong way on the one-way street. Occupying the center of the road, it drove straight forward into the front of the parade until the parade flowed around it on all sides, and then it stopped. The siren came on, then turned off, and the parade continued past the parked police car while the officer inside it glowered silently. This was bizarre, but also much more like the buffoonery I expect from our boys in blue, and for that reason was almost comforting.

At Chartres and Franklin, there was a melee.

THE MELEE

At Chartres and Franklin, cars swarmed into the body of the parade. They tried to block the parade on all sides, and the parade ballooned in the middle as the cheerfully oblivious marchers in the back marched forward into those discovering the obstruction. There weren't sirens, but there were a lot of flashing lights, and the officers were shouting profanities as they laid into a confused and frightened crowd. Why had this ambush happened? Where had this come from? What the fuck was going on?

One man was grabbed and thrown against a car. "He cut my tires!" an officer was shouting. "I saw you pull that knife out your own pocket!" someone else shouted back. Two female officers began deploying giant waves of pepper spray as they backed away from the crowd, the spray arcing up and drizzling like fog over the parade as well as the officers in the center of it.

Officers were lashing out with batons and tazers, chasing down those who ran. Eris, like most things that are great about Mardi Gras, is a family affair, and there had been parents present with their children of all ages. If there had ever been an official demand we disperse, nobody I've spoken to heard it.

The escalation was instantaneous, ongoing and exponential. Police were flinging people around, and onlookers' cameras were smashed. A tazer boomed-- it sounded like a gunshot-- and began crackling. Then another. Then another. People were screaming in fear and running in all directions. As the officers pursued and tackled the scattering parade-goers, a few angered paraders circled back to the now-abandoned cruisers, opening the cars' unsecured rear doors to let out those who'd been confined. Further down Chartres, arrestees struggled free or were yanked free by groups of their friends as the situation spiralled further out of control. A man ran down the street in handcuffs.

"Lost my taser!" one officer panted, running past the car inside which your humble correspondent was quietly cuffed. "The fuck's my goddamn taser?"

"Someone got my baton!" shouted another.

More cars roared into the intersection and fresh officers jumped out, tense with anticipation and excitement. They ran out into the darkness with their batons extended in their hands. Officers who'd suffered the effects of pepper spray were staggering like drunks back towards the blue-lit ring of cop cars, shouting and cursing while holding their faces and rubbing their eyes.

One girl was grabbed and arrested for taking photographs. Several brass band members had their instruments taken from them and deliberately broken. Twelve paradegoers that I know of went to jail and a whole lot more went to hospital.

FILTHY MOTHERFUCKERS

We arrestees were in the fifth district station for what seemed like an eternity, but was actually just over four hours. We could hear the police in the offices arguing loudly about the reports. A senior officer was scolding them and emphasizing how important it was that the reports agree with one another.

In the back hallway where we kneeled, different police came and went, some shouting at us, some ignoring us, some giving us brief paternal lectures on our misconduct. Some threatened us, and some were relatively friendly. None of the cops seemed happy, and there was a clear sense that things had not gone well. "All this shit happened because one of you childish fuck-ups started drawing penises on cars," an officer told us. "You know that? We don't care if you parade, but we got a call saying someone was drawing penises on cars. That's the cause of this whole situation. How you feel about that? You proud of drawing penises on cars? You some grade-schoolers?" The next day when I got out of jail, the friend who gave me a ride home had a penis painted on the side of her car. She, a parader herself, had apparently been among the victims. The penis washed off with soap and a sponge.

Back in the station-house, one of the arrested paradegoers had been tazed so long and hard that he had urinated on himself. "Y'all motherfuckers stink," a Fifth District sergeant said. He was not one of the relatively friendly ones. "Y'all make me sick. It's disgusting. You oughta be ashamed of yourselves, stinking like you do." He left the room and returned with a big can of room deoderizer in each hand. "Y'all some foul motherfuckers," he said, walking up and down the line and spraying the tops of our bowed heads with the intensely scented aerosols. Tightly cuffed, we cringed away as best we could. "Y'all some filthy motherfuckers."

The ordeal was a mix of menace and unintentional burlesque. Addressing one of the brass band members who'd been arrested-- their large instruments had made them slow to escape, leading to a disproportionate number being detained-- an officer told him, "I saw you slash them tires. Oh yes. I saw you. Think you cute, using your mouthpiece on them tires. Well we got your mouthpiece, there's DNA all over it." In spite of this compelling physical and scientific evidence, that particular musician has yet to be charged with slashing anyone's tires.

Later, the same officer came back into the hallway waving a gleaming clean pair of safety scissors. "This it right here," he said triumphantly. "This here is what you used on them tires." He waited to see if anyone would react. "Yep," he said, "you in trouble now." He went back into the office.

At one point an officer who wasn't in uniform came and looked at us silently for a while without speaking. When he did speak, his voice was quiet. "This is a job to me," he said, making eye contact with each of us. "Okay? I want you to know that. This here is just my job. I come here, I do my job, I pray god I go back to my family at day's end. That's all. Arresting anyone don't get my dick hard. I want you to know, it don't do nothing for me. I am just here to do this job." He stared at us longer, seemed about to say more, and then left.

One arrestee had a broken cheekbone and a large, matted bloody wound on the back of his head from being beaten with a police baton. Later, this injury would require surgical staples. On the wall where we were kneeling, there was a growing bloodstain behind his head where his injury had bled onto the drywall. "He's bleeding," said another of the arrestees. "Officer, that man needs medical attention."

"I say you could speak? Shut the fuck up," the officer currently watching us replied. A couple of the arrestees had earlier been demanding lawyers, and he had told them to shut the fuck up too. He was big on that phrase. Earlier, he'd told yet another arrestee, "I'm a trump your charges to the sky if you don't shut the fuck up."

An officer walked in cradling his hand and smiling. "You need hospital?" The silence-oriented officer asked him.

"Yeah, I'm going in a minute," said the officer with the wounded hand. "I knocked motherfuckers tonight, tell you what."

"That hand definitely look sprained," said the shushy officer. "Please tell me you tagged one of these assholes."

"Nah, none of these here," the officer said, looking us over. "I don't think it was none of these. But whoever the fuck it was, he damn sure know it." He poked his knuckles tenderly. "I'm a be out on this one for a while," he said, and grinned. "Might have to stay home Mardi Gras."

THE JAIL

When we finally got transported to OPP, we sat for a while on an outdoors bench with all the other unfortunates who'd been arrested that night, many of whom still had Mardi Gras beads on. One of the boys from the Fifth District station house, a scrawny white officer from Indiana, waited with us until we could be processed into jail.

"I'll tell you now, they're gonna take your shoes," the scrawny officer warned us. "I mean, they're bad in there. They're like savages in there, and I guarantee you guys won't go before a judge before Thursday at the soonest. Courts are closed for holiday. You'll be in there a week with those animals. Really, you guys will be lucky if getting your shoes taken is the worst thing that happens. You know what I mean? I pity you. It's bad in there. I wouldn't want to be in there."

None of lost our shoes. Except for the pitiable cases who were visibly mentally ill, the other people incarcerated at OPP and the House of Detention were on the whole quite good-natured. Our fellow inmates found it hilarious that we were covered in sparkly makeup and had been arrested while parading. "You ain't shot nobody? You just paradin' with a band? Ain't that some shit!" The fact a number of us had been playing in the brass band went a ways with the inmates as well. "Man, the fuck they always arresting horn players for?"

There was a certain amount of teasing about our bizarre and scanty outfits, but unlike our experience with the paid professionals of NOPD, the inmates didn't threaten us or bully us. There was only either camraderie or indifference.

Only a couple of us had ever been arrested before, and OPP was new to all of us. These more experienced inmates explained to us newbies how the byzantine processing system worked. They showed us how to operate the janky telephones, warned us which guards were mean, and when the food cart came around they made sure we "parade folk" got sandwiches. Don't get me wrong, OPP and HOD are miserable to be in, but after the Fifth District, the Sheriff's department staff were quite frankly a fucking relief.

When we went before a judge the next day to get our bail set, he remarked on the unprofessionalism and sloppiness of the police reports, noting that they lacked any detail and didn't address who did what. That is, the random assortment of charges we'd each been given weren't linked to specifics in the police reports, which were almost all just exact duplicates of each other, characterizing the parade in general terms as a violent and dangerous riot.

The last word should perhaps go to the Sheriff's officer whose job it was to process us into the jail. His cubicle, at the end of the long outdoor bench, was the point where the NOPD handed us off to the custody and responsibility of the Orleans Parish Criminal Sheriff's Office. When the arrestee with the broken cheekbone and the matted, bloody head was brought in, the Sheriff's officer in the processing cubicle shouted so loudly he could be heard on both sides of the doors.

"Oh, fuck you! What the fuck is this shit?" the Sheriff's officer exploded. "You trying to slide him in here, busted up like that? Oh HELL NO. This man is going to the goddamn hospital!"

The Fifth District officer responded inaudibly.

"The fuck you are," the sheriff's officer said, still loud. "We are not taking this. No way. He's going straight to the hospital. No way you're passing your fuckup off on us."

---Quoted in entirety from the above website---

I mix well with the upper crass...

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I mix well with the upper crass..., originally uploaded by dingler1109.

CAJUN QUEEN

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Video recently shot in New Orleans and has a little highlite on a mural by yours truly, Tard, and Mustart

Sophie D heart - Tattoo Version

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Sophie D heart, originally uploaded by dingler1109.

Priest - Mobile

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Priest - Mobile, originally uploaded by dingler1109.

A little bit of hate goes a long way...

Peeling

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Peeling, originally uploaded by Robyn Gallagher.

...WE CUT OFF OUR FEET AND DANCED IN THE AIR.

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... we cut off our feet and danced in the air..., originally uploaded by New Orleans Lady.

Sneak peek at the next booklet...

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Sneak peek at the next booklet...haven't even finished printing the last yet, originally uploaded by dingler1109.

haven't even finished printing the last yet

Priorities...

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Priorities..., originally uploaded by dingler1109.

Purple Fish Sings the Jazz

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Purple Fish Sings the Jazz, originally uploaded by dingler1109.

An oldie but a goodie. Still available in the Dingler Collection and up for sale.

Ops Meeting

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Ops Meeting, originally uploaded by dingler1109.

Count the faces...

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Count the faces..., originally uploaded by dingler1109.

Drawing done while sitting at Chop's soaking up their internet and talking to Wesley...

All healed up and ready for another...

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All healed up and ready for another..., originally uploaded by dingler1109.

Look at the older posts for the full quote from Hippocrates (in Latin though). Considering putting a blood stripe down my right leg for the next three lines of this...

Hm...what's next tonight?

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Hm...what's next tonight?, originally uploaded by dingler1109.

Designed a little belly painting today for Meryl's movie...

Tracing out some shite for practice runs

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Tracing out some shite for practice runs, originally uploaded by dingler1109.

...from an art rag

Every now and then...

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Every now and then, we go a little crazy & have a lot of fun. -Rex

Can be found at Slim Goodies...

Toxic Twins - Rex - 2011

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Toxic Twins - Rex - 2011, originally uploaded by dingler1109.

Toxic Twins by ReX Dingler

(in private collection)

Finally finishing up something started in '09

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Finally finishing up something started in '09, originally uploaded by dingler1109.

And there we have it: Art is forever, Life is Short.

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, originally uploaded by dingler1109.

Ars longa,
vita brevis,
occasio praeceps,
experimentum periculosum,
iudicium difficile.

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[The] art is long,
life is short,
opportunity fleeting,
experiment dangerous,
judgment difficult.

Rex collab with Crista Rock and Liz Rodriguez and given to Flex as a tribute

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Rex collab with Crista Rock and Liz Rodriguez and given to Flex as a tribute, originally uploaded by dingler1109.

Sketchbook drawings...

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Sketchbook drawings..., originally uploaded by dingler1109.

One Day, I will...

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One Day, I will..., originally uploaded by dingler1109.

...

A Better Man / A Better City : A New Year's Resolve from Rex

2011-01-04T11:36:00.000-08:00

The eternal optimist in me was looking forward to the New Year. This past year has treated me decently enough, but the ending has been so out of control, that I couldn’t wait to see it pass. As New Orleanians, we’ve had the fine opportunity to experience tragedies and miseries that would make even a saint second-guess the grand design. For me, the year ended with a painful revelation that was long overdue.

To read the rest, go to:

http://humidcity.com/2011/01/04/rex-resolve/