The latest Chicanonautica over at La Bloga tells of how my search for an Aztec detective led me to the works of Mexican painter Jesús Helguera, whose classical images are known from being seen on calendars, posters, cars, and sidewalks.
Mexican art often finds a home in other places than the galleries and museums of the fine art world. Chicano art thrives in these populist venues. These products of popular culture often say more about us than is ever shown in them alta classe places.
I know that these horror movie posters say something to me, and probably reveal a lot about me:
My visions of – and life in – the Wild West look more like these than Hollywood's efforts:
There's something about the hand-painted signs of the world's barrios:
Lowriders with airbrushes often get inspired:
And even a tuba can be transformed by paint: