tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69962613699468045392024-03-12T23:37:12.699-04:00Wanderlusttravel amidst images, ideas, inventories and ars mortisTamsen Ellenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08576159911356573517noreply@blogger.comBlogger104125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996261369946804539.post-32521272279953626112020-01-05T17:25:00.002-05:002020-01-05T17:25:28.263-05:00Chalk Outline Mystery<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Chalk outline detailing position of head with knife in hand. </span><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">LAPD/Fototeka, </span>1950 via <a href="https://www.huffpost.com/entry/crime-scene-photographs_n_5193672" target="_blank">Huffington Post</a><a href="https://www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search/262275" target="_blank"><br /></a> </span></div>
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Growing up in San Francisco in the 1970s I went on many school field trips. One of them made quite an impression. While walking around the outside of the <a href="https://www.calacademy.org/" target="_blank">Academy of Sciences</a>, a museum located in Golden Gate Park, we saw the white outline of a body on a tree-shrouded path. For some reason at the time I believed this was the outline of a jumper. Regardless, I never forgot it and, since the arrival of the internet, have periodically Googled it to see if I can find who had jumped off the roof of the museum.<br />
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Last week I remembered having seen the chalk outline and Google it
once again. However this time I learned about artist Richard Hambleton's
<i>Image Mass Murder</i>.<br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Postcard of Hambleton’s <i>Image Mass Murder 1976-1979</i> via <a href="http://gallery.98bowery.com/2018/richard-hambletons-mass-murder-postcard-1979/" target="_blank">Gallery 98</a></span> // <span style="font-size: xx-small;">via <a href="https://www.woodburyhouseart.com/richard-hambleton/richard-hambleton-image-mass-murder/" target="_blank">Woodbury House Art</a></span></div>
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In 1976 Richard Hambleton moved to San Francisco to attend the SF Art Institute. He made <i>Image Mass Murder </i>soon
thereafter. It was a series of site specific artworks, created from
1976 to 1979 under the pseudonym Mr Reee, in which he asked friends to
lie down and he'd trace their outlines in chalk and splatter red paint
on them to emulate homicide victims. Hambleton's series
"resulted in 600 crime scenes on the streets of 15 major cities across
the United States and Canada." <span style="font-size: xx-small;">1</span> <br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Outline on a Vancouver sidewalk by the street artist R. Dick Trace-it, 1977, </span><span style="font-size: xx-small;">via <a href="https://www.woodburyhouseart.com/richard-hambleton/richard-hambleton-image-mass-murder/" target="_blank">Woodbury House Art</a></span></div>
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"It was on the front page of the San Francisco Examiner in December, 1976, that Hambleton was called a “psychic terrorist” and a “sick jokester” for his fake murder scenes."<span style="font-size: xx-small;">2</span> The police did not know at the time they were dealing with an artist. Hambleton also used the pseudonym R. Dick Trace-It for the "detective" "solving" the crimes using "Wanted" posters for fake felons.<br />
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I ask myself, is it possible the outline I saw in Golden Gate Park that day was a Richard Hambleton artwork? I am reminded that while chalk outlines are no longer used by police today, but they were common in the past. But who would jump off of a two story museum? The mystery persists and my search continues for someone who may have documented the locations of Hambleton's Mr Ree works in San Francisco in the late '70s. <br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"> <span style="font-size: xx-small;">Weegee, Outline of a Murder Victim, 1942 via <a href="https://www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search/262275" target="_blank">Met Museum</a></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">1. <a href="https://www.spellmangallery.com/artists/richard-hambleton/featured-works?view=thumbnails" target="_blank">Spellman Gallery</a></span> <br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">2. <a href="https://vancouversun.com/news/local-news/obituary-vancouver-artist-richard-hambleton-remembered-for-fake-crime-scene-outlines" target="_blank">Vancouver Sun</a> Obituary 2017</span><br />
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</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996261369946804539.post-86918881461975490002019-12-01T06:59:00.000-05:002019-12-01T06:59:39.093-05:00Love is liking ideas.<br />
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Dear Reader, </div>
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I want to tell you that everything will be okay.
<br />I want to tell you that it will get better.
<br />I want to tell you that it all works out in the end. </div>
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But sometimes it doesn’t. </div>
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Most times it is hard and we usually end up getting used to it. </div>
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But there is something you can do in response: read. </div>
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Read until your heart breaks and you can’t stand it anymore. </div>
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Read until you have paper cuts from turning pages or blisters from swiping a screen. </div>
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You see, here’s the thing: even at their worst, books won’t abandon you. </div>
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If they make you cry it’s only because they are that good. </div>
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You can depend on books. </div>
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They will always be there for you. </div>
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Their patience is infinite and they have been known to save lives. </div>
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They can help you become a smarter, more interesting person. </div>
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<br />Books can probably help you get dates, </div>
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though I don’t recommend you ask that much of them too often </div>
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(you don’t want to limit their power). </div>
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Books — like dogs — are among a handful of things on this planet that just want to be loved. </div>
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they will love you back, generously and selflessly, requiring very
little in return — until they are complete, their light and their wisdom
and their hearts sputtering to an inevitable, lonely end. </div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996261369946804539.post-37806642744339490412019-02-17T09:36:00.001-05:002019-02-17T09:36:50.266-05:00Dali Does AliceWhen I was a girl I was a stage actor. I played Alice in a production of <i>Alice in Wonderland</i>. This led to decades of collecting Alice books and ephemera.<br />
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I have a number of editions by wonderful illustrators, including <a href="http://www.openculture.com/2015/06/ralph-steadmans-twisted-illustrations-of-alices-adventures-in-wonderland.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Ralph Steadman</a> and <a href="http://www.rmichelson.com/artists/barry-moser/alice-in-wonderland-through-the-looking-glass/" target="_blank">Barry Moser</a>, but had never heard of the ones by <a href="https://www.daliparis.com/en/oeuvres/alice-wonderland-lewis-carroll" target="_blank">Salador Dalí</a>. What a lovely surprise to stumble across these vibrant images from an edition published by Maecenas Press-Random House in 1969. The set includes 12 heliogravures - one for each chapter of the book. It was printed in a limited edition of 2500 copies.<br />
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Writer Grace Paley told a story about getting advice from her father on growing old. <br />
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<i>My father had decided to teach me how to grow old. I said O.K. My children didn’t think it was such a great idea. If I knew how, they thought, I might do so too easily. No, no, I said, it’s for later, years from now. And besides, if I get it right it might be helpful to you kids in time to come.<br /><br />They said, Really?<br /><br />My father wanted to begin as soon as possible.<br /><br />[…]<br /><br />Please sit down, he said. Be patient. The main thing is this — when you get up in the morning you must take your heart in your two hands. You must do this every morning.<br /><br />That’s a metaphor, right?<br /><br />Metaphor? No, no, you can do this. In the morning, do a few little exercises for the joints, not too much. Then put your hands like a cup over and under the heart. Under the breast. He said tactfully. It’s probably easier for a man. Then talk softly, don’t yell. Under your ribs, push a little. When you wake up, you must do this massage. I mean pat, stroke a little, don’t be ashamed. Very likely no one will be watching. Then you must talk to your heart.<br /><br />Talk? What?<br /><br />Say anything, but be respectful. Say — maybe say, Heart, little heart, beat softly but never forget your job, the blood. You can whisper also, Remember, remember.</i></blockquote>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">via <a href="https://www.brainpickings.org/2015/09/03/grace-paley-aging/?mc_cid=c466680a68&mc_eid=35692721b3" target="_blank">BrainPickings</a></span> / <span style="font-size: xx-small;">Image CC BY-NC-ND 2.0 via <a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/elycefeliz/6427770729/in/photolist-aN11ig-bHgpfK-bp5zCX-odKvpU-9P2Fcc-ifmHt5-b8oXjT-73Hx2n-4SfXZY-7AJMoZ-Dbt7Zn-oCgppz-5vk7zL-21ECZwm-brsGDa-cr7N61-9D3ufM-4VFB8W-5gu3Lo-f4EAfb-Z3j5CJ-oD3UH8-6RoYuT-5jpFc7-J2gaD-cuDNHf-gvsYvq-5BU46e-aSQqek-ceKKwq-nUPTq7-heevri-E2wZtV-pToTxG-mzW39g-cthZs3-cfJjoW-bcv54Z-2koTgN-cuEziq-4YPcwb-gvsZfm-28eLWjs-cuDRE5-bUwFV1-28A3PW-fHF76-cet5wC-cfKzAd-22Zbrji" target="_blank">Elise Feliz</a></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996261369946804539.post-13052728276679471582017-09-16T12:10:00.000-04:002017-09-16T12:12:35.101-04:00Harry Dean StantonI had the immense pleasure of watching <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt2372776/" target="_blank"><i>Harry Dean Stanton: Partly Fiction</i> </a>on a plane over the holidays a few years back. I took notes....<br />
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Harry Dean Stanton: Doesn't matter.</div>
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David Lynch: What were your dreams as a child?</div>
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Harry Dean Stanton: Nightmares.</div>
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My old man used to say, go straight ahead until you hit something.</div>
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It's all gonna go away. You're gonna go. I'm gonna go. The sun's burning out. The earth is going to go. It's all transient. Everything is transient, so it's ultimately not important. It's all fleeting. Passing. But it's liberating. Just everything happens. It's one connected whole that's happening. That's the Buddhist take but I'm not a Buddhist.</div>
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Harry Dean Stanton: I'm nothing. When you're nothing there's no problems.</div>
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<span data-offset-key="7v1vk-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;">The evening chant at the end of the last sitting in a Zen temple:</span>
<span data-offset-key="7v1vk-0-0" style="font-family: inherit;"><span data-text="true" style="font-family: inherit;">Let me respectfully remind you, life and death are of supreme importance. Time swiftly passes by and opportunity is lost. Each of us should strive to awaken. Awaken. Take heed. Do not squander your life.</span></span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996261369946804539.post-88417239041975570322016-07-17T08:46:00.000-04:002016-07-17T08:46:03.907-04:00A Taste of Brooklyn History<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i>“We mark ourselves by what we choose of our past to shield from the churn of change. Much of this, whether an old building or historic landscape, is lasting and durable by definition. That something as soft and perishable as cheese should make it across 75 years of time and space, outlasting brick and mortar — indeed, much of the city — is beyond remarkable.”</i></blockquote>
A bit of Brooklyn history told through the story of a round of cheese. Delightful!<br />
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<i>“I returned to the city with the edible heirloom that was most likely made from the milk of sheep that grazed on the Lazio plain as fascism gripped Italy and Europe descended into war; that crossed an Atlantic harried by U-boats; that dodged the wrecking ball of urban renewal and survived even suburbia; that was finally, safely home.”</i></blockquote>
Don't miss reading the full piece in the <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2016/07/17/nyregion/after-75-years-the-cheese-stands-alone.html" target="_blank">New York Times</a> by Thomas Campanella, a professor of city planning at Cornell University and author of the forthcoming “Brooklyn: A Secret History.” Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996261369946804539.post-53235839278002357692016-06-05T12:55:00.001-04:002016-06-05T13:21:19.168-04:00InvasionSan Francisco is being transformed by big tech companies moving their headquarters to the City. For those of us who grew up in SF, the changes are hard to swallow. In my opinion, it is not simply a growing income equality that is what troubles folks. Rather it is the change in cultural values that is hardest to accept. It seems as if those working in the tech industry are drones, working in a value system that simply hopes to "cash in" one day. As a commenter <a href="http://www.tintup.com/blog/an-open-letter-to-the-tech-workers-of-san-francisco/" target="_blank">on this blog</a> points out, it's simply speculation. San Francisco's values have not been so much about achieving financial wealth, but rather about living life with political and cultural integrity. This is why the animosity to the tech workers is so great. In any case, I recently watched <i>Invasion of the Body Snatchers</i> (1978) and found it eerily speaks to the change San Franciscans are experiencing today.<br />
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It's hard not to be impressed by Goshka Macuga's tapestries on view at <a href="http://www.wsj.com/articles/artist-goshka-macuga-resists-branding-1462984249" target="_blank">The New Museum</a> (on view through June 26, 2016). The scale, detail, and sophisticated production are impressive. -- literally and figuratively. Macuga did not weave these hangings herself; they were produced by the Belgian weaving firm <a href="http://www.flanders-tapestries.com/en/projects-12.htm" target="_blank">Flanders Tapestries</a>. <br />
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My husband and I argued over the artist's lack of personal craftsmanship, however there is a long history of artists designing (but not making) tapestries: <a href="http://www.italian-renaissance-art.com/Raphael-Tapestries.html" target="_blank">Raphael</a> (16th century), <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Holy_Grail_tapestries" target="_blank">Edward Burne-Jones </a>(1890s), <a href="http://www.aubussontapestry.com/modern-aubusson-tapestries/leger-tapestry-and-tapestries/" target="_blank">Fernand Leger</a> (1920s), <a href="http://www.aubussontapestry.com/modern-aubusson-tapestries/miro-tapestries/" target="_blank">Joan Miró</a> (1930s), <a href="http://culturebox.francetvinfo.fr/expositions/peinture/tisser-matisse-le-retour-de-lartiste-au-cateau-cambresis-203268" target="_blank">Henri Matisse</a> (mid-century), <a href="http://www.valuethoughts.com/2015/04/30/all-calder-tapestries-are-not-created-equal/" target="_blank">Alexander Calder</a> (1960s) plus many others. Today, <a href="http://www.magnoliaeditions.com/about-tapestries/" target="_blank">Magnolia Editions</a> in Oakland, Ca produces Jacquard tapestries for artists such as Chuck Close and Alex Katz.<br />
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Tapestries have been woven for thousands years all over the world. In Europe during the Middle Ages, weaving became a highly respected artistic medium. Tapestries flourished due to the Church's patronage. And for the wealthy, a tapestry was one of the most prestigious items one could own. However, during the Renaissance, oil painting started to displace tapestry as an elite form of artistic creation. The notion of the individual artist was gaining standing over the labor of craftsmanship, creating a hierarchical division between tapestry weaving and painting. (And religious persecution disrupted leading centers of high-quality production dominated by the workshops in Brussels, dispersing a pool of highly talented weavers.)<br />
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The decline of tapestry persisted until the end of the 19th century when it enjoyed a renewed attention due to the Arts and Crafts Movement helping to revive interest in traditional craft processes, utilitarian artistic production, and the link of artists with industry. With industrial, automated processes on the rise, tapestry became a means to challenge the hierarchical position of painting and elevate materials that were seen as humble or everyday. In 1915, Jean (Hans) Arp exhibited a series of tapestries, noting in the exhibition catalogue that:<br />
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<i>“These works … keep a hostile distance from egotism. They are hatred of the immodesty of human baseness, hatred of images, of paintings." <span style="font-size: xx-small;">1.</span></i></blockquote>
Arp was strongly anti-elitist and chose the medium of tapestry very deliberately. “Arp had an idealized view of the anonymous pre-Renaissance artist, for whom the division between applied and fine art was irrelevant.” <span style="font-size: xx-small;">2.</span> Yet despite his call for egalitarianism, the weavers weren't named; only Arp was.<br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Hans Arp, <i><a href="https://mdid3.gwu.edu/data/record/7164/r-9576182/?sessionid=8d1d07192239d9a602ae425b2611ee7e" target="_blank">Untitled</a> (Diagonal Composition-Crucifixion)</i>, 1915. Private collection.</span></div>
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But weavers weren't consistently invisible actors in the production of art tapestries. <span style="font-size: xx-small;">3.</span> The author Jean Lipman explains in <i>Calder's Universe</i> that while Calder designed the cartoons for his tapestries and had wool dyed to his specification, the weavings themselves were true cooperative ventures.<br />
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So back to Goshka. Useing appropriation to warp and weave histories together, she arranges disparate elements to form a new narrative. To argue whether an artist should make every work themselves seems outdated and outmoded in this post-Duchampian era. Of course artists don't have to make their own work anymore! You think Tara Donovan, Jeff Koons, or Tom Sachs make their own artworks? Of course not. That being said, it wasn't easy to track down the name of the weaving studio that made Goshka's magnificent pieces, and that isn't right. The tapestry manufactories of the past are renowned now (<a href="http://chestofbooks.com/home-improvement/furniture/History/Tapestry-in-Arras.html" target="_blank">Arras</a>, <a href="http://www.videoguidelimousin.fr/en/etape/2-les-manufactures#.V1Qr3WbDFSE" target="_blank">Aubusson</a>, Beauvais, Bruges, Felletin, Gobelins, <a href="http://www.mou-oudenaarde.be/english/collectie-wandtapijten-e.html" target="_blank">Oudenaarde</a>). Today's manufacturers also deserve credit, for these massive tapestries are a collaborative feat!<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">1. Eric Robertson, <i>Arp: Painter, Poet, Sculptor</i>, Yale University Press; 1st ed edition (2006), page 33</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">2. Bibiana Obler, <i>Intimate Collaborations: Kandinsky and Münter, Arp and Taeuber</i>, Yale University Press (2014), page 126.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">3. A number of the <a href="http://www.british-history.ac.uk/survey-london/vols33-4/pp515-520" target="_blank">Soho Tapestry Weavers</a> were named (18th century).</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">4. Jean Lipman, <i>Calder’s Universe</i>, exhibition catalogue, New York: Viking Press in cooperation with the Whitney Museum of American Art (1976), page 157.</span> <br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996261369946804539.post-16396422279198997032016-02-13T10:37:00.001-05:002016-07-17T08:46:33.282-04:00On SolitudeDo not underestimate the power of alone time:<br />
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No sooner am I alone than shapes of epic greatness are stationed around
me, and serve my Spirit the office which is equivalent to a King’s body
guard… I melt into the air with a voluptuousness so delicate that I am
content to be alone… I have written this that you might see I have my
share of the highest pleasures and that though I may choose to pass my
days alone I shall be no Solitary… I am as happy as a Man can be… with
the yearning Passion I have for the beautiful, connected and made one
with the ambition of my intellect. ~ John Keats</blockquote>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">| Eva Hesse with a rope sculpture, Hermann Landshoff c.1969 | Gerhard Richter, <i>Eis</i> (“Ice”), 1981. Photo: Sotheby’s. | <br />| <a href="http://www.alexcolville.ca/gallery/alex_colville_1953_man_on_veranda/" target="_blank">Alex Coleville</a>, Man on Verandah, 1953, glazed tempera. Private collection, Germany |</span></div>
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“I must be totally engrossed in my own work, it is only thing that is permanent, matures and is lasting.” ~ Eva Hesse <span style="font-size: x-small;">in <i>Eva Hesse: Longing, Belonging and Displacement</i> by Vanessa Corby, 2010. </span></div>
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Richter's <i>Eis</i> was based on a photograph taken on a solo retreat in Greenland in 1972.<br />
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Colville's haunting works are structured around the essentially solitary nature of human experience.</div>
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"I believe I know the only cure, which is to make one’s center of life inside of one’s self, not selfishly or excludingly, but with a kind of unassailable serenity — to decorate one’s inner house so richly that one is content there, glad to welcome anyone who wants to come and stay, but happy all the same when one is inevitably alone." ~ Edith Wharton <span style="font-size: x-small;">in <i>Edith Wharton</i> by Hermione Lee, 2008.</span></div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996261369946804539.post-82140043018414118432016-01-14T08:10:00.000-05:002016-01-14T08:10:16.644-05:00On the Death of David Bowie<blockquote class="tr_bq">
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<span style="font-size: large;">"It is death that ultimately illuminates the full spectrum of our beauty —
death, the ultimate equalizer of time and space; death, the great
clarifier that makes us see that, as Rebecca Goldstein put it, 'a person whom one loves is a world, just as one knows oneself to be a world.'" <b><br />~</b> Maria Popova, <a href="https://www.brainpickings.org/2016/01/04/resolutions-2016/" target="_blank">Brain Pickings</a></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">“The people we most love do become a physical part of us, ingrained in our synapses, in the pathways where memories are created.” <br />~Meghan O’Rourke </span></div>
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Bowie, we always knew you were beautiful, inside and out. A man who struggled, honestly, as a gift to us all. We noticed and thank you.<br />
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What about this amazing miniature doll house?!<br />
The silent film star Colleen Moore created this intricate fairy castle by hiring Hollywood set designers, as well as other craftsmen and artisans from around the world, to make miniature sets and furniture for its rooms. Highlights include a bear skin rug made from a taxidermied mouse, a painting by Walt Disney, and the world's tiniest Bible. It took seven years to make and was completed in 1935. The <a href="http://www.msichicago.org/whats-here/exhibits/fairycastle/" target="_blank">Fairy Castle</a> is part of the collection of The Museum of Science + Industry in Chicago.<br />
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<span style="font-size: 8pt;">Lucas Cranach the Elder paints Cardinal Albrecht of Brandenburg as Saint Jerome (with friends) in his study, 1526. Public domain. <a href="https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:CranachBrandenburgasJerome.jpg" target="_blank">Via Wikimedia</a>.</span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996261369946804539.post-76879177521240426872014-07-26T09:32:00.000-04:002014-07-29T08:31:42.420-04:00VacantI read the other day about the death of an artist named Robert Olsen. To be honest, I'd never heard of him. He was a young (44) LA artist who painted scenes and objects of ordinary urban life -- bus stops, gas signs and pumps, dumpsters, bus shelters, and his latest, shadows of freeway overpasses. <a href="http://articles.latimes.com/2003/oct/03/entertainment/et-galleries3" target="_blank">One reviewer </a>described
his work thus: "Unlike Hopper, he depicts the machinery of modern
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">no title, oil on canvas over panel, 13 3/8 x 21 1/2 inches, 2014</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><i>Station</i>, gesso on canvas over panel, 11 x 26 inches, 2009</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"> no title, oil on panel, 9 x 16 inches, 2008</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">no title, oil on panel, 9 x 16 inches, 2007</span></div>
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Like a visual Bukowski (sans the sex and anger), Olsen's images have a desolation, a bleakness, that resonates with the darker side of life. And his paintings are both painted at night and use night as a subject to emphasize the solitary, lonely energy of 3am on the streets. They are utterly compelling and seductive, using a relentless vision that simultaneously pits contemporary angst and anxiety against a comforting, almost peaceful, view of a familiar urban landscape.<br />
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Two obits from <i>Art Forum</i> <a href="http://artforum.com/passages/id=47451" target="_blank">here</a> and <a href="http://artforum.com/passages/id=47449" target="_blank">here</a> and one from the <a href="http://www.latimes.com/local/obituaries/la-me-robert-olsen-20140421-story.html" target="_blank"><i>LA Times</i></a> provide additional background about Robert Olsen's artistic practice and tributes to his spirit as an artist.<br />
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A rather sunnier version of Robert Olsen might be found in the work of artist John Register (1939-1996). Like Olsen, his vacant American landscapes are still and quiet, but filled in living California color with the haunting specter of unfulfilled dreams. Endless empty seats silently waiting and watching, as demure witnesses to our presence and, perhaps, our departure. Diners, laundry mats, lobbies, and literal waiting rooms present themselves with a bloated anticipation, like a breath taken and awaiting its release.<br />
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<i> <span style="font-size: xx-small;">Venetian Light</span></i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">, silkscreen & lithograph, 50 x 42 inches, 1990</span></div>
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You are right if you are reminded of Hopper, but Register himself said, "Hopper paints someone else's isolation. In my pictures you're the isolated one." <span style="color: #e06666;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">1.</span></span><br />
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It seems not coincidental that both Olsen and Register painted in California....<br />
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“California is a place in which a boom mentality and a sense of Chekhovian loss meet in uneasy suspension; in which the mind is troubled by some buried but ineradicable suspicion that things better work here, because here, beneath the immense bleached sky, is where we run out of continent.” ~ Joan Didion</blockquote>
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But if these two artists depict a certain despair, I would posit that
Doug Young's empty rooms are similarly haunting, but they are not hollowed out psychological dramas. Young's images navigate our dreams and
aspirations for space travel, musical talent, American heroes, or the
bright side of luck. His vacant scenes are actually unflinching snapshots of the complexity of hope. <br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><i>Air Force One</i>, reverse painting on glass, automotive paint, 49 x 49 inches, 2014 </span></div>
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“I'm not telling you to make the world better, because I don't think
that progress is necessarily part of the package. I'm just telling you
to live in it. Not just to endure it, not just to suffer it, not just to
pass through it, but to live in it. To look at it. To try to get the
picture. To live recklessly. To take chances. To make your own work and
take pride in it. To seize the moment. And if you ask me why you should
bother to do that, I could tell you that the grave's a fine and private
place, but none I think do there embrace. Nor do they sing there, or
write, or argue, or see the tidal bore on the Amazon, or touch their
children. And that's what there is to do and get it while you can and
good luck at it.” <br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #e06666;">1.</span> http://www.oocities.org/soho/cafe/5618/atartists1.html</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Italianate, 1852 / Second Empire French, Richard Morris Hunt, 1873. William Shepard Wetmore, China trade, d.1862.</span></div>
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I just visited Newport and boy are the houses there amazing. It's funny to eschew the capitalist obsession with wealth accumulation and yet still be enchanted by the palaces of kings and queens in England or the historic houses of America's tycoons. But it really is easy to enjoy the architectural splendors of earlier times.<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;">"Vinland" Mansion. </span></b><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Romanesque Revival Style, Peabody & Stearns</span><span style="font-size: xx-small;">, 1882. Catherine Lorillard Wolfe, real estate and philanthropy, d.1887.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b>Isaac Bell House</b>.</span><span style="font-size: xx-small;"> American Shingle Style, McKim, Mead & White</span><span style="font-size: xx-small;">, 1883. Isaac Bell Jr., cotton broker, d. 1889</span></div>
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In Newport, the homes -- true mansions -- were built during the Gilded Age by those who earned their fortunes in banking, manufacturing, oil, railroads, steel, and other burgeoning industries. <br />
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Without exception, these great homes from America's Gilded Age are wonderful and unique windows into a time of unprecedented change and creativity in American culture. A time when the explosive growth in technology made some wealthy and promised a utopia where individuals could develop to their highest and best purpose. A time when, for many Americans, all of human history seemed to point to America and its destiny to bring Western culture to its ultimate expression. <span style="font-size: xx-small;">1</span></blockquote>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b>De La Salle / The William Weld House</b>.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Queen Anne-Romanesque, Dudley Newton</span><span style="font-size: xx-small;">, 1884. William Gordon Weld II, merchant and advocate for education, d.1896.</span></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;">Knight Cottage "Mary Bruen House"</span><span style="font-size: xx-small;"> </span></b><span style="font-size: xx-small;">American Shingle Style, William Ralph Emerson, 1883. Mary Bruen, widow of a Reverend, d.1886.</span></div>
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The Gilded Age produced tremendous economic inequality, in part, because taxes weren't levied on income. Today, we are very much in a "Second Gilded Age" -- one where income inequality exists, in part, because earnings from 'gambling' on the stock market are not taxed as income. <span style="font-size: xx-small;">2</span><br />
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I certainly appreciate folks such as Bill and Linda Gates for their tremendous charity and commitment to philanthropy. And Warren Buffet, who sits at #2 right after the Gateses on the <a href="http://www.forbes.com/forbes-400/list/" target="_blank">list of 400 richest Americans</a>, has professed that “the proceeds from all Berkshire shares I still own at death are to be used for philanthropic purposes.”<span style="font-size: xx-small;">3 </span> There are likely many others with a strong philanthropic focus but how many of these new billionaires will leave behind something to rival the design traditions of the late-19th century? How many will only embrace the <a href="https://medium.com/code-words-technology-and-theory-in-the-museum/museums-so-what-7b4594e72283" target="_blank">effective altruism movement</a> and not see value in arts and culture?<br />
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It's not that I want rich people running around building crappy McMansions, but there is something to be said for leaving things behind, physical things of <a href="http://www.mcny.org/content/gilded-new-york" target="_blank">aesthetic and cultural value</a>, that can represent the hopes and aspirations, dreams and dreads, of an era. So let us then admire and be uplifted by the architectural marvels of the past of: Beaux Arts, Châteauesque, Classical Revival, Italian Renaissance, Queen Anne, Shingle Style, and Tudor Revival.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b>The Breakers</b>.</span><span style="font-size: xx-small;"> Italian Renaissance Style, Richard Morris Hunt, 1895. Cornelius Vanderbilt II, railroads, d.1899</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b>The Elms</b>. </span><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Beaux-Arts style, Horace Trumbauer, 1901. Edward Julius Berwind, coal baron, d.1938.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">2. http://www.nytimes.com/2007/07/15/business/15gilded.html?pagewanted=all&_r=0</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996261369946804539.post-47216517332859307452014-01-20T13:58:00.002-05:002014-01-20T14:00:09.913-05:00Go with meIt is entirely fitting that it requires a ferry to get to the <i>beinhaus</i> (charnel house) in the remote village of Hallstatt, Austria. <span id="commentAuthor-2212394"><span id="ctl00_ContentBody_CategoryControl1_lblLongDescription"></span></span><br />
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The mythological river Styx, the conduit between the world of the living and the world of the dead, entailed a notorious ferry ride.<br />
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burial space is scarce. </span></span>It is filled with remarkable, and hauntingly beautiful, painted skulls.<br />
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“As a child, I visited the ossuary, with its painted skulls, one of the
strangest places I have ever been—a mystic and very silent place,” the photographer Paul Krasner told <a href="http://www.newyorker.com/online/blogs/photobooth/2014/01/slide-show-paul-kranzlers-photographs-of-an-austrian-bone-house.html#slide_ss_0=13" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">The New Yorker</a> this month. “As one would decorate a grave with flowers, the skulls
were painted by the local gravedigger. Earth pigments were used, and the
women’s skulls were painted with colorful flowers, the men’s with ivy
leaves. The deceased’s date of birth and death were written on their
forehead. This tradition began in 1720 A.D., and there are now over
twelve hundred skulls, six hundred and ten of which have been painted."<br />
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Paul Krasner's photo project, Vademecum, began in 2010. The title derives from the latin <i>vade mecum, </i>which literally translates to “Go with me” or "Walk with me" and refers to a handbook, manual, or guidebook. <br />
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with the opportunity to confront or commune with death and the dead. (It is an interesting fact that human beings housed their dead before they housed themselves.)<span style="font-size: xx-small;">1.</span> Krasner's project offers access to the timelessness and connectivity that these unique spaces possess. They are at once alive in the present, staring at the past, and beg contemplation of the future. "For what is a place if not its memory of itself - a site or locale where time turns back upon itself?" <span style="font-size: xx-small;">2.</span><br />
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We are all "eventually united–as people were in these places, in these homogenous
piles." - <span id="commentAuthor-2212394"><a href="http://fdlbooksalon.com/2011/10/30/fdl-book-salon-welcomes-paul-koudounaris/">Paul Koudounaris</a></span><span id="commentAuthor-2212394">, author of <i>The Empire of Death: A Cultural History of Ossuaries and Charnel Houses</i> </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">1. Robert Pogue Harrison, <a href="http://press.uchicago.edu/ucp/books/book/chicago/D/bo3617929.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Dominion of the Dead</a>, University of Chicago Press, 2003, p38.</span><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span><br />
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A Buddhist saying: <br />
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If you can do something to change the circumstances, why be upset about it? <br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996261369946804539.post-46479664412666372602013-04-03T08:45:00.000-04:002013-04-03T08:45:35.031-04:00Dharma and the DudeAloud LA presented a conversation between Oscar-winning actor Jeff Bridges and
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<a href="http://vimeo.com/58041262">An Evening with Jeff Bridges and Bernie Glassman</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/aloudla">ALOUDla</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996261369946804539.post-74886642560057415562012-10-29T09:50:00.000-04:002012-10-29T16:30:11.162-04:00Sandy<br />
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<i><i> "The first noble truth says simply that it's part of being human to
feel discomfort. We don't even have to call it suffering anymore; we
don't even have to call it discomfort. It's simply coming to know the
fieryness of fire, the wildness of wind, the turbulence of water, the
upheaval of earth, as well as the warmth of fire, the coolness and
smoothness of water, the gentleness of the breezes, and the goodness,
solidness, and dependability of the earth. Nothing in its essence is one
way or the other. The four elements take on different qualities;
they're like magicians. Sometimes they manifest in one form and
sometimes in another.... The first noble truth recognizes that we also
change like the weather, we ebb and flow like the tides, we wax and wane
like the moon."</i></i> -Pema Chödrön, Awakening Loving-Kindness <i><br /></i><br />
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<a href="http://htwins.net/scale2/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"><i>The Scale of the Universe</i></a> is an amazing website. It is clever, simple, informative and mind-blowing. Working off the idea of Charles and Rae Eames' film <i>Powers of Ten</i> <span style="font-size: xx-small;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=6996261369946804539#footnote1">1</a></span> (see below) <i>The Scale of the Universe</i> shows everything in its proportional size, from the microscopic to the macroscopic universe, using colorful illustrations. Each item is click-able so that you can learn about objects in our visible (and not so visible) world and as an added bonus....the whole thing is set to lovely, ethereal music. Do not miss it!<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=6996261369946804539" name="footnote1">1.</a> <i><a href="http://www.powersof10.com/%20" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Powers of Ten</a></i> has been turned into a website of it's own! </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996261369946804539.post-49244751186530336042012-06-23T09:51:00.000-04:002012-06-23T09:51:01.164-04:00everything, everything coincides<br />
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">Euclid</span></i><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Wassily Kandinsky, Circles in a circle,<br />
1923 Courtesy of the<br />
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What sort of morning was Euclid having<br />
when he first considered parallel lines?<br />
Or that business about how things equal<br />
to the same thing are equal to each other?<br />
Who’s to know what the day has in it?<br />
This morning Burt took it into his mind<br />
to make a long bow out of Osage orange<br />
and went on eBay to find the cow horns<br />
from which to fashion the tips of the thing.<br />
You better have something to pass the time,<br />
he says, stirring his coffee, smiling.<br />
And Murray is carving a model truck<br />
from a block of walnut he found downstairs.<br />
Whittling away he thinks of the years<br />
he drove between Detroit and Buffalo<br />
delivering parts for General Motors.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.clintfulkerson.com/paper.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Clint Fulkerson</a>, <i>Nebula</i>, 2011 </td></tr>
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Might he have nursed theorems on lines and dots<br />
or the properties of triangles or<br />
the congruence of adjacent angles?<br />
Or clearing customs at Niagara Falls,<br />
arrived at some insight on wholes and parts<br />
or an axiom involving radii<br />
and the making of circles, how distance<br />
from a center point can be both increased<br />
endlessly and endlessly split—a mystery<br />
whereby the local and the global share<br />
the same vexations and geometry?<br />
Possibly this is where God comes into it,<br />
who breathed the common notion of coincidence<br />
into the brain of that Alexandrian<br />
over breakfast twenty-three centuries back,<br />
who glimpsed for a moment that morning the sense<br />
it all made: life, killing time, the elements,<br />
the dots and lines and angles of connection—<br />
an egg’s shell opened with a spoon, the sun’s<br />
connivance with the moon’s decline, Sophia<br />
the maidservant pouring juice; everything,<br />
everything coincides, the arc of memory,<br />
her fine parabolas, the bend of a bow,<br />
the curve of the earth, the turn in the road.<br />
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forms, had symbolic, cosmic significance. He wrote that "the circle is
the synthesis of the greatest oppositions. It combines the concentric
and the excentric in a single form, and in balance."</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996261369946804539.post-81313173783877795272012-06-17T09:51:00.001-04:002012-06-22T12:56:31.394-04:00Tom Sachs: SPACE PROGRAM: MARS<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">"Space Program: Mars" in the Park Armory Drill Hall.<br />All photos by Tamsen Ellen unless otherwise noted. </span></div>
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Humans have the propensity to gaze and to
marvel, something most of us do when contemplating space. In answer to
the question: Why do humans exist on earth? a seventh grader <a href="http://www.believermag.com/issues/200310/?read=article_clarke_weschler" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">once responded</a>: <br />
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<i>I believe that there is, despite the fact that we humans have done
so much damage to the world, a reason for our existence on this planet. I
think we are here because the universe, with all it’s wonder and
balance and logic, needs to be marveled at, and we are the only species
(to our knowledge) that has the ability to do so. We are the one species
that does not simply except what is around us, but also asks why it is
around us, and how it works. We are here because without us here to
study it, the amazing complexity of the world would be wasted. And
finally, we are here because the universe needs an entity to ask why it
is here.</i></blockquote>
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Today, Sunday June 17th, is the last day you can visit Mars with <a href="http://www.armoryonpark.org/index.php/programs_events/detail/tom_sachs_space_program/" target="_blank">Tom Sach's Space Program</a>. I've been twice and I would urge you to see this remarkable installation at the Park Avenue Armory. There is so much involved in this exhibition, it is challenging to know
exactly how to begin describing it. Is it an exhibition of sculpture? Performance art? A happening? I'll let you decide. In a nutshell...it explores human curiosity, creativity, and organizational systems by staging a fictional manned exploration to Mars.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Mission Control</i> - 2007. </span><br />
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The bulk of the exhibition fills
the 55,000 square foot Wade Thompson Drill Hall, which the Armory's
website describes as "an immersive
space odyssey with an installation of dynamic and meticulously crafted
sculptures." Upon entering the hall, the visitor sees a number of "stations" made from Sachs' signature technique of <i>bricolage</i> of simple
materials. The stations represent various component parts needed for the mission, such as "exploratory vehicles,
mission control, launch platforms, suiting stations, special effects,
recreational amenities, and Mars landscape."<br />
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It is an impressive feat. Each station is clearly the product of an
obsessive-compulsive urge to make, with no detail left wanting. In the
images of the <i>Red Beans & Rice</i> station below (astronauts have to eat,
don't they?) you can really see the intense level of detail Sachs has gone to
in order to simulate a food cart for space. His work "is both humorous and serious, giving viewers insight into the challenges of space travel, but also leaving us to ponder our place in the universe," according to Rebecca Robertson, President and Executive Producer of Park Avenue Armory. </div>
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The exhibition is full of humor. From the <i>Celebration Fridge</i> (2007) stocked with champagne to the<i> Vader Fridge</i> stocked with mini-buds and clearly labeled: DO NOT DRINK OLD STYLE MINI BUDS. (With a conveniently attached urinal). So you wouldn't be mistaken that this might be a show about reverence for the wonderful, but long-past, era of space exploration a la <i>Mad Men</i>.
No, this exhibition is about today; it's rife with contemporary
culture...from skateboarding to hip hop to the undercurrent NASA's current
Mars mission that will be televised live August 5th in Times Square! (If you don't know about the <a href="http://marsprogram.jpl.nasa.gov/msl/" target="_blank">Mars Science Laboratory</a> mission, definitely look it up. NASA will be landing a rover name Curiosity in a deep <a href="http://www.space.com/12398-mars-curiosity-landing-spot-gale-crater-faq.html" target="_blank">crater</a> on Mars in the hopes of finding signs of life.) <br />
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Much is a simulation of the technologically complicated. But it's all
made from ordinary stuff like plywood, foam
core, tape, glue, nuts and bolts -- even the <i>pièce de résistance</i> the LEM, the Landing Excursion Module, which is a 1:1 replica of NASA's original <a href="http://www.sln.org/pieces/schutte/LMintro2.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" title="About the lunar module">Apollo Lunar Module</a>
that carried astronauts to the surface of the Moon. In this way alone, this exhibition is a marvel. <br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>LEM</i> - 2007-12.</span></div>
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In the brochure (Official Document) handed out to visitors, Sachs explains SPACE PROGRAM: MARS is a follow-up to an unmanned "landing on the moon" that Sachs and his team completed in 2007, at which time they "collected 13 lbs of Moonrock and associated regolith. Nobody died. In the 50 months since, they have processed their samples, created compelling displays, and reported their findings. Now, they have taken their SPACE PROGRAM to the next level with the first ever manned mission to Mars. They have retrofitted and expanded on their first mission, building intricate sculptural systems and practicing the necessary rituals to explore and colonize the Mars landscape."<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Front view of <i>Journeyman</i> - 2006-10.<br />Photo by Dave Pinter, via Flickr.</span></div>
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It is mention of this prior excursion/project that comprises a second
component of the current exhibition at the Armory: the Museum of the Moon. Housed in the Veterans Room, objects from this earlier project include spacesuits, drawings, and moon rock samples. It is from the
vantage point of this exhibition within an exhibition that makes apparent this it is the determination of object-making, or even just the
act of creating, that is on display here. The brochure describes Tom
Sachs as one who "strives to emphasize the presence of the human hand,
reminding the viewer of the hard work involved while challenging aspects
of modern creativity that relate to conception, production,
consumption, and circulation." True dat. </div>
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<i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Sample Return Box </span></i><span style="font-size: x-small;">and </span><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Death of Marat</span></i></div>
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You'll notice that the NASA logo
abounds. This installation is obviously informed by the working systems of this organization and their amazing scientists. The <i>NY Time</i>s' <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2012/05/13/arts/design/tom-sachs-prepares-for-liftoff-at-park-avenue-armory.html?_r=1&ref=armories" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Randy Kennedy</a> points out that the work "mines
the United States space program for an entire prefabricated aesthetic —
script, choreography, costumes, sets — and also for a complex load of
cultural baggage about what fuels the compulsion to explore outer
space.” So Sachs is also commenting on the commodification of creative
endeavors....the colonization mentality of the first to there gets the
booty, to plant the flag, to name their baby. The Apollo program might have been one of the crowning technological achievements of the 20th century but is was also "a work of performance art, one that spoke volumes about America’s aspirations and fears." <br />
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This brings us to a third component of the exhibition, the shop. Here you can find pens and pencils, backpacks, Tom Sachs' playing cards, Nike sneakers, and a variety of other SPACE PROGRAM: MARS branded items. It follows the Takashi Murakami model, an artist who famously incorporates stores within his exhibitions to sell his Louis Vuitton designed bags and cheap souvenirs...blurring the line (or making apparent) the relationship of art and commerce. Is it an ironic twist that Sachs has made numerous sculptures in his career that conflate the branded face of luxury with perverse weaponry, in works such as <a href="http://tomsachs.com/work/chanel-chain-saw" target="_blank"><i>Chanel Chainsaw</i></a> (1996)?<br />
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The fourth element of the exhibition, and likely the most effective, was the performative component. Throughout the run of the exhibition a variety of demonstrations were conducted using the stations to play out various rituals and procedures for survival, colonization, and scientific exploration, such as instrument checks, take-off and landing, rover deployment, red beans and rice preparation, suiting protocol, "their first
walk on the surface of Mars, collecting scientific samples, and
photographing the surrounding landscape."<br />
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Yesterday was an endurance demonstration in which Tom Sachs and his team
conducted the Mars expedition from start to finish. I stayed for the
suiting up and take-off and felt that the work really came to life in
this context. The <i>NY Times</i>' Ken Johnson had criticized the exhibition
saying, "The show’s entertainment is diminished, however, because the
exhibits
are mostly static. Few objects do more than sit there to be looked at,
and observing the variously clunky, smart and dumb ways of representing
high-tech equipment wears thin after a while." That has some validity,
but the performative component cannot be dismissed, and while the system
checks had the monotony of a C-SPAN hearing, the experience of sitting
and watching "men at work" in a tongue and cheek manner was
simultaneously soothing and entertaining.<br />
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Here are two videos. One of "lift-off" from yesterday's endurance performance and the other is from a prior performance. The second one has higher production values than mine! But the first is so.....well..."<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BfIAKj3Gl1E" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Thunderbirds are go</a>"!!<br />
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Anne Pasternak, Creative Time’s president and a curator of the show points out,
“It’s not just about making objects. It’s about involvement in an
ongoing performance every minute of the day. And he’s using that to ask a
lot of very serious questions about human ideologies and the decisions
we make about this planet and the future of our species.” He's also examining how and why we work. What makes us curious. And how we manufacture systems of inquiry and then brand them with an American penchant for originality, shock, and newness.<br />
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</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996261369946804539.post-3819624601288997602012-06-09T13:12:00.000-04:002012-06-09T13:13:37.941-04:00time - body - space<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>time-space-body and action</i> - gallery l’attico in rome - <a href="http://www.klausrinke.com/index.html" target="_blank">klaus rinke</a> - 1972 </span></div>
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“In general, if one were to summarize my vision of art it would be this: Art is living together with each other at the same time, earthbound to the same globe. Some people come earlier into this life, some people later but all in a time structure measured by instruments. ” — klaus rinke </blockquote>
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"I created “Primary Demonstrations” to show the public what it means to
be together at the same time, - man and woman getting up, sitting,
standing, being there, getting tired, going slowly down, lying – daily
rhythms, life rhythms, gravitation, earth bounded-ness.” — klaus rinke </blockquote>
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"… Sometimes, the progress of the present into the future leaving the past behind is disturbed or even broken off by chance events. At that point, past and future descend into the present and merge with each other – the state of timelessness begins. As yet, we have no sense organ able to peer into this timeless space. But if we work on it, such an organ might develop in a mutation.” — klaus rinke </blockquote>
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"The best form always already exists and no one should be afraid of making use of it, even if its elements derive from someone else’s work. We have enough original genius. Let’s repeat ourselves ad infinitum.” — adolf loos</blockquote>
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996261369946804539.post-36913202663322171242012-06-03T12:13:00.001-04:002012-06-08T08:41:08.404-04:00Bushwick Open Studios 2012This weekend is Bushwick Open Studios and yesterday I walked around and saw a number of works. The first stop was the Loom building. <a href="http://www.juanmiguelpalacios.com/" target="_blank">Juan Miguel Palacios</a> was showing his layered canvases. These dramatic works, of both figural and interior spaces, were impressive. Using a series of<span id="ctl00_MainContent_lblStatement"> transparent panels his paintings become three-dimensional objects that provide a magical, optical effect. The two-dimensional images below do not do them justice.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Emotion 1</i> - 2010 </span></div>
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The next stop was a studio building at 56 Bogart Street where another artist, Seung Mo Park, rendered an image in layers, however using mesh rather than paint. Park's studio had only one of his mesh portraits and the rest of the room was filled with chain sculptures. I found the one of a girl folded over in child's pose to be particularly poetic.<br />
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Another artist at 55 Bogart was <a href="http://www.caseyopstad.com/" target="_blank">Casey Opstad</a>, whose pixelated seascapes play with today's main medium of viewing....the computer screen. The romance and meditative quality of the seascape, accomplished so well in the serene works of an artist like <a href="http://www.sugimotohiroshi.com/seascape.html" target="_blank">Hiroshi Sugumoto</a>, is turned on its head and our attention is drawn to the pervasiveness of the digital camera. Casey's canvases confronted me with how often our sole means for seeing is through these digital devices.<br />
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Of course the highlight of 55 Bogart was <a href="http://www.robotbigfoot.com/" target="_blank">Oliver Warden</a>'s performative sculpture, <i>Untitled Box</i> (2010), which should be a must-see for everyone. I won't tell you much about it as I wouldn't want to ruin the surprise!!<br />
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The last stop of the day was the <a href="http://www.luhringaugustine.com/exhibitions/charles-atlas/#" target="_blank">Luhring Augustine</a> gallery on Knickerbocker. The featured artist there was <a href="http://www.foundationforcontemporaryarts.org/grant_recipients/charlesatlas.html" target="_blank">Charles Atlas</a> whose video projections were playing throughout the gallery in a show called "The Illusion of Democracy." <b>I loved these works</b>. In one piece he animated the integers 1 through 6, and as white figures against a black background they were made to spiral, pirouette, approach and recede, and sparkle like stars in the galaxy on three walls, so that your entire visual canvas, straight and peripheral, was filled. Another piece by Atlas presented single digits in a horizontal framework, like that of a movie projection, and played with moving vertical lines so as to have you think of an old t.v. set trying to tune itself. <br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>143652</i> - Installation view - Luhring Augustine Bushwick, 2012</span></div>
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These animations by Charles Atlas drew me in, like a performance, I
wanted to see what they would do next. It is probably true that, as the
<i>NY Times</i> said, there is nothing entirely new here, but for me they were a
visual treat that transported me to deep space and deep within. At
times I felt immensely small at others infinitely big. I wouldn't miss
it. Closes July 15, 2012.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996261369946804539.post-2538650470785795682012-05-28T11:56:00.003-04:002014-01-20T13:48:46.534-05:00Words"Words---I wonder if you can realise how much I love them"<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Filippo Tommaso Marinetti, <i>Vive la France</i>, circa 1915. <br />Gift of the Benjamin and Frances Benenson Foundation. <br />© 2012 Filippo Tommaso Marinetti / <br />Artists Rights Society (ARS), New York / SIAE, Rome</span></div>
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"Words are man's first and most grandiose invention. With language he created a whole new universe; what wonder if he loved words and attributed power to them! With fitted, harmonious words the magicians summoned rabbits out of empty hats and spirits from the elements. Their descendants, the literary men, still go on with the process, morticing their verbal formulas together and, before the power of the finished spell, trembling with delight and awe. Rabbits out of empty hats? No, their spells are more subtly powerful, for they evoke emotions out of empty minds. Formulated by their art the most insipid statements become enormously significant. " <br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Joseph Kosuth, </span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Titled (Art as Idea as Idea) The Word "Definition"</i><br />1966-68. Gift of Seth Siegelaub and the Stichting Egress Foundation, Amsterdam </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.guylaramee.com/" target="_blank">Guy Laramee</a>, Biblios</span></div>
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