New Doors!!

From J'adoor!

The whole door. The middle is a piece of bamboo with a bundle of dried bones attached - and with 2 dried and starched seagull heads at each extremity. None of them is Jonathan Livingston Seagull - but they might be his grandchildren...

From J'adoor!

African Which doctor amidsts a background of checkered flying saucers

From J'adoor!

Strange Tim Burton-esque victorian era type doll face which Sioux face painting? Thread bobby as a face on a background of 'mikado' sticks.

From J'adoor!

Please don't flag this as "objectionable content" it's actually art. And old black and white photo (taken by Franklin Amzallag in the 60s) and that same Sioux victorian era dolls four hands trying to a) protect the women b) molest her c) insert other idea here.
And all this framed by dominos and a scalpel. Charming...

From J'adoor!

Old fabric from a 70s era pillow - appearantly being used as the skin/body/frame of teeth, an old dried up turtle head (yes, it is), and pieces of a piano (the pieces that hit the chord to make the noice when you press a key down) fanning out around th macabre dried up turtle piece like a lovely musical butterfly. From a dead piano.

5 more doors to be showcased ASAP -- stay tuned... aah no pun intented.

Use bronzer with great caution!

So it's occurred to me that I posted the same picture twice last time. It's only my pleasure then to add a couple more to make up for that oversight...


"J'aime les bonbons", french for "I adoor candies", large overcoat buttons, and the back of a violin (it's certainly a Stravinsky). The edge of the frame is padded along the inside with ivory piano keys which were collected from an abandoned piano off of Commercial Street, Provincetown (Cape Cod, Mass).


The metal molds are actually to make 'madelaines' - a sweet little brioche cake. The musical score folded like a geisha's fan is a piece from Igor Stravinsky's Petrushka (... I just put that in there but it's probably not true.)


More from that 'Petrushka' ballet... An ancient and enchanted flacon of 'bronzer'. All those who have applied this mysterious bronzer at around the third Sunday of July are said to have become recluses, mangy and prone to random and unpredictable fits of epileptic seizures. Also, there is an old thermometer, a parchment, and buttons, among other things.

Hey does any one know how I can let people leave their email addresses?

The people must be notified of upcoming portes epiques exhibitions!!