Hidden treasures discovered while digging through Frank Moore's huge archives.

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by Frank Moore, Thursday, April 11, 2002

i get worried if my words and images fit through veins clogged with fatty taboos of polite appropriate of comfortability.

i get worried…is the art that small that it fits through that pinhole of a hole…so small that nudes on the walls, words on telephone poles, any shift in the social power structure threatens the very reality fabric.

i’m too proud to admit the art poetry is that small. so my art becomes a 
roto-rooting balloon covered in razors tipped in draino acid, pushing pressuring uncomfortable unsocial grinding against the grain until the killer fatty clots of taboos burst out the other end and go down the drain like trouble.

i don’t really go after the hitlers, the mccarthys, the helms, or their 
brown shirts.

they are just limp-dicked power-junkies with swiss-cheese egos, each hole filled with inferiority. they are just moons with no power light of themselves, just reflecting fear.

no, i go after the nice people who never asked where the trains were going, boxcars filled with people. didn’t have to. only suspected, only heard rumors…after all, the general is a friend. never said, excuse me, i am a jew too, arab too, a jap too, a gay too, i’ve negro blood running in my body, aids too. i’m a commie who took home movies of our nude kids. so better put me on that train too. better put us all on that train. there ain’t no train big enough!

i go after the nice people who keep going to work after seeing their friends missing, after hearing rumors of blacklist and blackball. must write something about that subject to THE TIMES. he used to be such a pleasant fellow…but now he is a whining paranoid…not a sort to have to tea. he is like a wet messy fart. not in my backyard!

yes, i go after nice people. but my time in the belljar is about over. so i’ll leave you with this. what is happening in your backyard is what really matters. so be sure to weed!

“Seated Nude”, oil on canvas, 36” x 36”, 1981 by Frank Moore

Early Paintings

Here is a collection of Frank’s early oil paintings. We only know the dates they were painted for a couple of them. (Frank said he started painting in high school.) Frank painted with a brush attached to a hard hat.

Untitled (Frank’s First Painting), watercolor on paper, 14” x 11’, 1960s
Untitled, watercolor on paper, 14” x 11”, 1960s
Untitled, oil on cardboard, 14″ x 10.25″, 1960s
“Still Life”, oil on cardboard, 14″ x 10.25″, 1960s
Untitled, oil on cardboard, 14″ x 10.5″, 1960s
Untitled, oil on cardboard, 14″ x 10.5″, 1960s
Untitled, oil on cardboard, 9″ x 11.5″, 1960s
Untitled, oil on paper, 8.75″ x 11.5″, 1960s
“Seascape”, oil on cardboard, 10″ x 13.5″, 1965.
Untitled, oil on cardboard, 8.5″ x 13″, 1965
Untitled, oil on canvas board, 10″ x 8″, 196os
“Abstract Body Parts”, oil on canvas board, 9″ x 12″, 1970s
Untitled, oil on canvas board, 12″ x 16″, 1960s
Untitled, oil on canvas board, 16″ x 12″, 1960s
“Ball”, oil on canvas, 12″ x 14″, 1960s
“Abstract Face”, oil on canvas board, 12″ x 16″, 1970s
“The First Rebel”, oil on canvas board, 12″ x 15″, 1966

More of Frank’s oil and digital paintings can be viewed here: https://eroplay.com/Cave/paintings/index.html

Frank painting his self-portrait in New York City, circa 1974.

Hell To War

After 9/11/01 and the move to war, Frank looked at his oil painting, HELL TO WAR, hanging on our wall, that he had painted in high school in the 1960s, and decided to do a digital version so we could put it up in our yard!

HELL TO WAR, by Frank Moore, oil on cardboard, 1960s

He ended up doing four digital paintings over the course of six days:
HELL TO WAR – September 17, 2001
HELL TO ALL TERRORISM – September 19, 2001
WAR IS TERRORISM – September 20, 2001
PEACE FLAG – September 22, 2001

Our front yard at Curtis Street, Berkeley, California
Gilman Street protest, 2003