Source: http://www.infinitearttournament.com/2014/07/
Timestamp: 2019-04-22 08:59:09+00:00

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Tied with Pierre Bonnard in his initial Round 1 outing, in March 2012.
Lost to Henri Cartier-Bresson in his second Round 1 go-around.
Lost to Wassily Kandinsky in Round 1.
Lost to Anselm Kiefer in Round 1 by a single vote. YOUR VOTE COUNTS!!!
Pounded by Anish Kapoor in Round 1.
The Infinite Art Tournament Left Bracket Second-Round Elimination: Gabo v. Frink!
In Second Round Elmination, the artists usually have some history in common. What Naum Gabo and Dame Elizabeth Frink have in common is having been beaten badly by Caspar David Friedrich. That, and that they were 20th Century sculptors. In fact, this might be the first all 3-D contest to date! It's the first one I remember, anyway.
Who all lost their third match so that these two could carry on? Sam Francis and Helen Frankenthaler, that's who. Both went 1-2 and now join that great artist's colony of the fallen.
Thumped on 15th century French guy Nicolas Froment in Round 1.
Took a drubbing from Caspar David Friedrich in Round 2.
Crushed Sam Francis in the Left Bracket Second Round.
Lost quite substantially to Caspar F*cking Friedrich in Round 1.
Squeaked by Nicolas Froment in First Round Elimination by a two-vote swing. YOUR VOTE COUNTS!
Walloped Helen Frankenthaler in the Left Bracket Second Round.
Colorado: I didn't actually do much in Colorado, but Denver was the start and end point, and I arranged my route to go through five new counties, thus completing Colorado east of the Rocky Mountain Front. The rental car agent, before launching into the tedious threats and brazen lying of the upsell process, asked Mrs.5000 and myself what we were up to. "We're going to a wedding," we answered, "and then we're splitting up."
Nebraska: We went to a wedding in Sidney, Nebraska, just north of Colorado in the Panhandle. The bride was, let's see, a first cousin once removed of Mrs.5000. She and her family were very gracious about welcoming us, and we got to spend a few days with the in-laws. Actually, Mrs.5000 got to spend quite a bit of time with them -- she calls them "Mom and Dad," not "the in-laws" -- since they stole her away from me and took her back with them to their western Colorado lair. Whereas I headed off alone, free as a bird, across the uncharted counties of southern Nebraska.
Kansas: I didn't claim any new counties in Kansas, and I never will again. I've been to all 105 counties in Kansas. No, really! I used to live there, you know. I was a graduate student at a big university, and then a professor at a small university. During this trip, I visited with my dissertation adviser, and then also with some former students. I thought it was very nice, if a little surreal, to see my old professor. Then one of the former students wrote to say that it was very nice, but a little surreal, to see me. So I guess there's some symmetry there.
Oklahoma: So, with family obligations and visiting disposed of, and four days still on the clock, I considered my options. Should I head northward toward the Dakotas? Northwest towards Wyoming? Or what? Closely consulting the hashpoints, I discovered a pair in diagonally adjacent graticules, one in southern Oklahoma and one on the outskirts of Fort Worth. So I headed south across the Sooner State, trying to decide whether I should try to find legendary former blogger Blythe's work and bust in on her. I didn't, because I was afraid she might be doing serious grown-up administrative stuff that day, but now I kind of regret my timidity. Oh well. I got five new Oklahoma counties.
It's Michaelangelo's Torment of Saint Anthony, something he painted as a young and apparently fairly angst-ridden teenager. It's at Fort Worth's Kimball Museum of Art. My visit there marked the cultural apex of the trip. The closest I got to high culture after that was the Amarillo Starbucks. But my swing across the Lone Star State ultimately bagged me 22 new counties.
New Mexico: Not long after I crossed into New Mexico on I-40, I saw an unlikely sign for Dhillon's Truck Stop and India Buffet. I immediately felt better about the state of the republic, and happily joined a clutch of Sikh, Indian, and Somali truckers at the trough. It was not fancy, but damn was it good. I claimed two new New Mexico counties with my mouth just slightly ablaze from spicy tandoori chicken.
It was a great vacation, if you like rural landscapes, roads, an emergent style of travel planning, sweltering heat, and cheap motels. Fortunately, I do.
The Infinite Art Tournament, Round One: Léger v. Leighton!
The Infinite Art Tournament, Round Two: Kapoor v. Kiefer!
Clobbered Angelica Kauffmann in Round 1.
Defeated Ellsworth Kelly by a single vote in Round 1. YOUR VOTE COUNTS!!!
The Infinite Art Tournament, Round Two: Cartier-Bresson v. Kandinsky!
Finished First in Phase 1, Flight 11 of the Play-In Tournament with a voting score of .909.
Finished First in Phase 2, Flight 3 of the Play-In Tournament with a voting score of .600.
Beat Richard Parkes Bonington pretty soundly in Round 1.
Defeated Willem Kalf decisively in Round 1.
The Infinite Art Tournament, Round One: Laurencin v. Lawrence!
The Infinite Art Tournament, Left Bracket Second Round: Hartung v. Hammershoi!
Put up a good fight against Childe Hassam in Round 1.
Won a close one against St. Ives' Patrick Heron in First Round Elimination. YOUR VOTE COUNTS!!!
Crushed the late Richard Hamilton in Round 1.
Lost to Old Master Frans Hals by a single vote in Round 2. YOUR VOTE COUNTS!!!
A few days ago, a guy from the University of Wyoming wrote to ask about the "vintage Walcott Junction, Wyoming postcard on your blog site." He's writing a book about the highways in the area. I had to look it up, but there it was in 'Song of the American Road pt. 3,' from back in the winter of aught-ten. I fetched it from the albums and mailed it to him.
Intersection I-80, U.S. 30 & Wyoming 130. 20 miles to the nearest town makes the gas station and restaurant a welcome sight.
Hi Everyone -- This place is too much. Don't like Wyoming at all. Headed now for Salt Lake -- then Boise -- then Portland. Everything going well -- Hope all is OK with you. More later -- give my love to the fish. George.
These days, of course, we like to see what kind of dynamic changes have occurred in the landscape since a boring postcard was first printed. So here, with a little help from a major provider of online road imagery, is what Walcott Junction, Wyoming, looks like today.
20 miles to the nearest town, my friends, still makes the gas station and restaurant a welcome sight.
Michael5000 vs. Dickens: "The Pickwick Papers"
The Semi-Finals: Altdorfer v. Balla!

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