Giant Robot Biennale 4 – 10.8 – The Day Before the Last

The upstairs is complete and the downstairs is very close. The team is working hard and that’s all one can ask for. I realize shows like this are the best when everyone is around working together. Much of that has passed, so it’ll be sad when the work is done. That sounds weird, but it’s true.

James Jean stopped in and organized his sketchbooks. These look amazing and show how his work has grown.


Akira Boch is a filmmaker. He made a film called The Crumbles, and it’s an honor that he made a 6 minute documentary about Giant Robot 2 Gallery. It’ll be playing in the theater. Originally the plan was to show many other videos I’ve made, but his film is plenty. R0039726

Take a Look at This Before You Complain About the Traffic

It’s Friday and while every day in L.A. is a day that people bitch about the awful traffic, Friday’s are especially bad. But as bad as it may get here, it can’t top this:

Vehicles are seen stuck in a traffic jam near a toll station as people return home at the end of a week-long national day holiday, in Beijing

That’s a shot of traffic from China’s G4 Beijing-Hong Kong-Macau Expressway following the end of the Golden Week holiday celebrations on Tuesday. We complain about how our traffic can make us feel like we’re stuck in a parking lot, but that could be a literal description of what we saw in China this past week.

Missed Connections: The Girl Who Loved Gamera


Finding love and companionship can be difficult when you’re someone who can, at will, name all of the Technobots. For some reason the two skill/knowledge sets often seem at odds with each other. Every now and then I meet someone who seems sincere in their love for some of the things I otaku-love, and it feels like a missed opportunity if, due to social fumbling, I never ever see them again.

The Business Card

I saw him at the end of the bar sitting between one of my off-duty bartenders and a regular. Bobby. Big Bobby. Bobby worked the door for me for three years before he quit.


(the only “picture” I could find of Bobby – it’s actually him)

“Dude, Bobby, you know you can’t sit here and drink while on the job – check that kid’s ID,” I joked, motioning to some young guy who just walked into the bar. “He’s still got baby fat on him.”

“Naw, that’s just regular fat,” Bobby replied, as we hugged hello.

“How have you been, man?” I asked.

“Actually, good. Really, really good.”

There was something in the tone of his voice. I knew right away this wasn’t going to be the typical 30 seconds of small talk about how good it was to see each other again before finding ourselves with nothing else to say.

Who Wants to Make Hundreds of Thousands of Dollars a Year by Making Mistresses Disappear?

Meet Connor Ding:


The 28-year-old makes the aforementioned salary in the 6+ figures a year range operating a “mistress-dispelling” company in China. Specifically in the city of Shenzen aka the “City of Mistresses” where a large number of Hong Kong businessmen’s “second wives” reside.

And what Connor does is…yup, dispel mistresses. When Chinese wives want to get rid of one of their rich and unfaithful husband’s mistresses, they turn to a business like Connor’s. His job is to convince the mistresses to give up their affair with that rich and unfaithful husband. In a country where divorces can take a long time and courts still rule in favor of the men, for the wives, this is apparently a more attractive and simpler option.

Giant Robot Biennale 4 Install Wed 10.7

R0039635Just a few days away from Saturday means the work behind the art is getting done. It’s the text, the labels, and final placement for the hanging of the works. The pieces by Mu Pan are amazing and it’s a great feeling to be able to show for the first time together, the Godzilla, Mothra, and the Gamera pieces. They’re huge and the details are amazing. R0039627 R0039629

Marvel’s AGENTS OF SHIELD — Season 3, Episode 2 — “Purpose in the Machine” Recap


The second episode of the third season kicks it into high gear with the return of May, Ward, and Simmons and it may feel a bit overstuffed, plot-wise, I dig that the writers are managing a balancing act in giving the show a feel of an expansive universe, which is very cool. I always felt that season one, with it’s procedural format and special ops team of blandness made it feel like NCIS Marvel, but with lower expectations because of somewhat marginal ratings (or it could be high expectations, since Marvel is using the show as a weekly promotion of their overall cinematic and tv universe), the writers said “fuck it” and went all serialized and brought in more characters into the fold.

Now You Can Take “The Smell of a Girl Wrapped in a Bath Towel After Shower” Home with You

Look, I get that it’s not completely fair to consistently single out the Japanese for being…weird, but it’s hard not to when you read about things like this: Japanese company DMM is releasing a new line of men’s fragrances and one of the selections will be “The smell of a girl wrapped in a bath towel after shower.”


I’m not sure how DMM was able to capture such a smell or what it is really (does it just smell “soapy”?), but if this turns you on, please go at it:


But this isn’t even the strangest fragrance that DMM is offering. Other selections that the company thinks will appeal to their male customer base:

Giant Robot Biennale Installation 10.6.15

A few days until the opening, the time starts to go fast. All of a sudden things are happening all day long. You’re pulled left and right, and your personal work gets put to the end while you attend to everyones needs. ( Meanwhile, everyone is in overdrive. There’s no time to be wishy washy. Your decisions have to be nearly final. That’s how it is now at the Japanese American National Museum. Yet, this is the fun time when everything comes together. All of a sudden the room begins to fill with pieces of art that you hoped to see. Artists are coming in all day long, and it’s the environment that I signed up for.

Here’s Dean and Yoskay and Clement inspect Katsuya Terada’s samurai piece.a

The “Giant Robot Store” is coming together. This needs more explanation, but you’ll get that later. 

Something School Never Taught Me (In Memory of Grace Lee Boggs)


Ewan Chung is primarily an actor based in Los Angeles. He also produces, writes, sings, and is currently performing in Offender David Henry Hwang’s “Chinglish” at East West Players. Jack of all trades (actors say yes to EVERYTHING), master of some (eating and cooking fancy food, foreign languages, classic Shanghai-era pop music). Instead of talking about himself, he’d rather be travelling, seeing movies at a festival, or making you yammer. You can follow him here, here and/or here. Ewan writes about the influence of activist Grace Lee Boggs who passed away yesterday at the age of 100.

Ewan with Grace Lee Boggs.

Ewan with Grace Lee Boggs.

I can safely say that I had a pretty solid education growing up in the Washington, DC area as the son of Chinese immigrants who worked hard and insisted that I do everything I can to make a good life for myself.

Over a decade later after graduating from the University of Virginia and fully entrenched in Hollywood, working gigs before and behind the camera.

One of the many freelance jobs I had at the time was transcribing documentaries (for closed captioning and archival purposes). This led me to meet filmmaker Grace Lee, whose name I remembered from “The Grace Lee Project.” The new film was a spin-off inspired by one of the Grace Lees profiled in her previous documentary. This project’s title was “American Revolutionary: The Evolution of Grace Lee Boggs.”

Three Minutes And A Painting

Recently I went to a museum and did something I’ve never done before: look at art. I mean, really look at it.


Maybe it was my full stomach (just after lunch), maybe it was the “Mindfulness” segment I just saw on the news, maybe it was skipping coffee that morning, but for whatever reason, I decided to slow down and spend an eternity, three minutes – 180 seconds – sitting on a bench and looking at one painting, and one painting only.

I didn’t set a timer or anything, but when I looked at my watch, it turned out the day was three minutes shorter.