Saturday, December 06, 2025

Frank Gehry 1929-2025




 

Wednesday, December 03, 2025

Odd Ball

Holy moly I just checked on my art on odd ball magazine and there are 16 pgs. of my drawings, collages and photographs that have been used throughout the years, that's a lot of art. Feel free to click on the link and view if you like 16pgs. of my published work. Everything is for sale.


https://oddballmagazine.com/?s=ira+joel+haber&fbclid=IwY2xjaw
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Sunday, November 30, 2025

Fat Donnie #5 an on going series.


 

Saturday, November 29, 2025

Fat Donnie. An on going series of portraits.





 

Tom Stoppard 1937-2025


 

Lee Tamahori 1950-2025


 

Friday, November 28, 2025

Robert A.M. Stern 1939-2025


 

Tuesday, November 25, 2025

This is going to hurt. Netflix





This is a superb medical series from England that takes place mainly in the obstetrics gynaecology unit in a big chaotic hospital that brims over in intensity and lots of humor and charm. Played by Ben Whishaw in another great performance (and yes he plays gay once again) he is a compassionate involved doctor who gives all to his job. Its sometimes graphic (giving birth is not pretty) but as I said there is lots of humor and many terrific performances besides Whishaw, and did I mention how magnificent he is? The first season is 7 episodes and I was sorry to see it end, but there is another season out there so I'll be still for now. I especially loved a young actress never seen by me before Ambika Mod who broke me in two, Ashley McGuire another great actress and the incomparable Harriet Walter who plays Ben's difficult mother. Great writing which I demand from my series, see this one.

Monday, November 24, 2025

Jimmy Cliff 1944-2025


 

Sunday, November 23, 2025

Udo Kier 1944-2025


 

Saturday, November 22, 2025

final collage in this series of three. 2025.


 

Friday, November 21, 2025

The Beast in Me. Netflix.

A clinker that is at best a paint by numbers thriller that we've seen many times before. The plot concerns a damaged writer, Her last book was a tell all about her horrible relationship with her father, and horrible male relationships is underlined throughout this series.
The damaged writer has gone through a terrible loss, and is also separated from her wife, a gooey realist painter whose work is immediately gobbled up by a make believe gallery director who shows lots of mediocre art in her big big gallery and just happens to be married to Mathew Rhys the villain of the piece. I'm not giving anything away here, since Rhys is threatening and nasty from the get go. His performance is so over the top which I guess will make some think "Gee what a great performance it is". It isn't.
The damaged writer is played by Claire Danes who gives another one of her mannered performances, who cries on cue, and is distraught on cue. Look I don't hate her, but she seems to gave the same performance over and over since her Homeland days. Into her life in Oyster Bay comes a controversial real estate billionaire who has recently moved in next door to her with his new wife, Ms. gallery director (the first one has gone missing or has she?) and his ferocious mean dogs that scare Claire.
The billionaire has I said is menacingly played by Matthew Rhys who wants to build a big running path behind the properties including Claire's and she wants no part of it. Rhys is also planning a huge hudson yards like project in the city with the help of his menacing dad played by Jonathan Banks who looks horrible and over acts throughout. The menace is underlined and the politics are as they use to to say "ripped from todays headlines"
Aggie/Claire is having problems writing a next book and an idea is hatched for her to write a tell all about her new controversial neighbor and his missing wife. The plot is so far fetched and stretched out that I don't understand the attention and good reviews it's getting except that maybe the people who liked it have never seen a good thriller, noir or otherwise.
There are really no surprises, everything is so in your face, and the murders are also predictable including one which involves the victim getting smashed in the head with a small bad sculpture. Hell if I'm going to get smashed in my head by an art work it had better be a Noguchi

, a Brancusi or a nice small Henry Moore. The rest of the cast is ok, neither here nor there, and they fill their parts with nothing more than what is required of them. This beast is not in me.

Thursday, November 20, 2025

2 new works on paper 2025.



 

Wednesday, November 19, 2025

Alison Knowles 1933-2025


 

Sunday, November 16, 2025

Elizabeth Franz 1941-2025


 

Wednesday, November 12, 2025

Peter Watkins 1935-2025


 

Tuesday, November 11, 2025

Tatsuya Nakadai 1932-2025





 

Sally Kirkland 1941-2025


 

Friday, November 07, 2025

Pauline Collins 1940-2025


 

John Russell Taylor 1935-2025


 

Wednesday, November 05, 2025

Deadline At Dawn 1946





The Criterion channel is offering up this month a series of Film Noir classics some great and all very good including this little B potboiler made in 1946 by RKO but filmed on the back lot of 20th Century Fox. Set on a hot summer night in New York City it starts out with Bill Williams a sailor on leave and cute as a button waking up from a deep dark drunken sleep by the side of a newstand in Times Sq. He finds a roll of bills coming to a total of 1,400 that falls out of his pocket but can't remember anything about the roll or his roll on the night on the town.


He picks himself up, dusts himself off and takes off on the hot summer crowded streets of Times Sq. which are nicely indicated by the swell art direction constructions by Albert S. D' Agostino, Jack Okey & Darrell Silvera and the beautiful noir drenched cinematography by the great Nicholas Musuraca who started filming movies in 1923 and went on to shoot many classics of Noir and horror including Clash by Night, Out of The Past, The Sprial Staircase, and The Cat People along with tons of early tv stuff. Williams is literally pushed into a 10 cents a dance place where he meets up with one of the 10 cents dancer played by Susan Hayward in her 24th film and tough and tangy as we like her.

She zings and sashays all over the place and she is soon getting the hots for the cute as a button Bill Williams who tells her of his drunken night on the town with some dame who we have met earlier in the movie. She's played by the blowzy Lane sister Lola and is soon out of the film for reasons I will say no more. We also meet in the sweltering small digs of Lola a blind pianist and ex hubby of hers named Sleepy Parsons (I kid you not) acted by Marvin Miller who might be remembered by Baby boomers as Michael Anthony who gave away millions on the 50's hit t.v. Show “The Millionaire.” The plot Thins and thickens as this fast and loose 83 minute thriller moves on the fast track with speeding taxi cabs, odd characters, (Roman Bohmen appears in a brief scene as a grief stricken cat owner who's cat has just died) and other odds and ends still up at 2 in the morning in this sweltering New York.

There is a mystery of course, hell its based on a William Irish also known as Cornell Woolrich novel and plenty of twists, turns and confusion all of which I found fabulously entertaining. Directed by the well known theatre director and co founder of the Group Theatre Harold Clurman, whose only film this was, and with a screenplay by Clifford Odets of all people so there are plenty of great lines and sentences coming out of the actors mouths. “People with wax heads should keep out of the sun”, If she cut off her head, she'd be very pretty” to mention just two.


Also in the cast is Paul Lukas who three years earlier won a best actor Oscar for “Watch on The Rhine” and here he is cast in a supporting but pivotal role as a cab driver who becomes a partner in the chase with Williams and Hayward. Also look for some great character actors including the superb Joseph Calleia who was never bad, Osa Massen,and Joe Sawyer as a drunken ballplayer named “Babe”. Might be on my ten best list for 1946.

Monday, November 03, 2025

Diane Ladd 1935-2025


 

Untitled Oct-Nov. 2025 Mixed


 

Saturday, November 01, 2025

Peter Watkins 1935-2025


 

Monday, October 27, 2025

2 new works on paper. Mixed Fall 2025



 

Bjorn Johan Andresen 1955-2025





 

Saturday, October 25, 2025

June Lockhart 1925-2025



 

Jackie Ferrara 1929-2025.

Sorry to hear of the passing of Jackie who I knew in the early 70's. We would drink together at Max's usually at Bob Smithson's fabled table. There were other "feminist" artists who would be there but for me Jackie stood out. She was nearly 20 years old than me, but she always treated me as an equal in terms of my being an artist.







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