Screening of Bob Branaman's Burn Karma Burn
plus readings by
Bob Branaman & S.A. Griffin
March 12, 2017 ~ 6-7pm
Karma International Gallery
The Golden Triangle Building, Suite 426
9615 Brighton Way
Beverly Hills, CA 90210
Don't let the postcard fool ya, this is for the opening, which is past. However, the show is now, never when, because when is like tomorrow, it never comes. So it is always, now. And now, watch this:
Tomorrow Never Comes, The King
Really pleased to be reading with pal 'o mine Bob Branaman, March 12th at the Karma International Gallery in Beverly Hills 90210. A part of the Beat Vortex crew from heart of America Kansas that migrated west to San Francisco, Big Sur, Los Angeles and Venice. Bob is an artist, poet and film maker. A lifelong friend of legendary poet and fellow Kansan Charles Plymell, Bob was part of the San Francisco renaissance, is a Rat Bastard, Fux, showed at the Batman Gallery, mentor, Big Sur hippie progenitor, responsible for creating what in some circles is considered the first graphic comic, has eyebrows that would be the envy of Dali's mustache, is the director and curator of Art at Beyond Baroque in Venice, a minister, a practicing Buddhist, proud grandfather and rapid Ronnie raconteur with some great stories to toss onto the platter.
Who The Hell Is Robert Ronnie Branaman? A short film about Rapid Ronnie by Guy Borges and Patrick Rosenkranz.
And me? I am a tall, bald guy perpetually looking for work, because that's what I do, look for work that looks back. And work is nice work if you can get it, and you can get it if you fly. And how much work could a workman work if a workman could find work? Work it out, take two aspirations and call me a cab in the morning. I'm a a cab! Gotta fly now.
One of my favorite pieces by Bob, used this as the poster (and title) for Bob's Wanted art show at Beyond Baroque, March 2010.
March 12th is Jack The Forever K is for Kerouac's birthday, he would've been 95 this '17. Original Waiting For Jack poster by Bob Branaman. From November 2012 at Beyond Baroque, great show celebrating the eat in Beat. Being a proud bald man, I was of course channeling the work of City Lights Godfather of Lit Lawrence Ferlinghetti whose work made us all an offer we couldn't refuse.
Which way does your beard point, America?
See ya there.