Politicians and actors playing politicians


another work in progress>>
Last night's Oscars featured actors playing queens and dictators and at the same time, a presidential candidate won for his salient movie on the state of the environment and world. It was good to see this venue focus the spotlight on things and people that are important. It almost seemed that the messaging transcended the glamourpusses in satin dresses, the movie folk in diamonds and rhinestones. Considering the absolute chaos the world is with the world leader, a "Gentleman's C+", the random shooter and perfect Condi is making. It was good to see the class geeks and freaks having their moment. Bravo!

I know I owe you a little more on the Chinese Xiamen Dadaist, but today is not the day. Am a little pressed for time. Have 2.5 hrs. doing volunteer stuff at the school--and some rush stuff on the desktop. Maybe later tonight?

IF: Communication


The burka is in essence a shield between the woman on the inside and the world that surrounds her. The burka communicates that she is a woman -- and no more. It communicates privacy, conservatism, and her distance from the broad community of people. Only when she is within the confines of her family, the burka is lifted, and she can communicate as the individual that she is.

Mass Moca Delivers as Promised!


Lincoln Number Three
Greta Pratt
Love. Mass Moca rocks! We got there when the doors opened (which was tremendous as they are closed on Tuesdays--but as it was school break week in Mass, they stayedopen this particular Tuesday). All the exhibitions we saw were unbelievable, inspiring and smart.

The work in the Ahistorical show included a ballet inpired piece from Yinka Shonibare, some interesting work from Allison Smith, and a great series of giclees from Greta Pratt.

Still from Un Ballo in Maschera (A Masked Ball) 2004
Commissioned for the Moderna Museet, Stockholm. Produced by Moderna Museet and Sveriges Television. Courtesy Stephen Friedman Gallery, London
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Shonibare's Ballo in Maschera (A Masked Ball) was a piece that was a blend of african and colonial styling and stereotyping--combining a dramatic ballet film telling a story combined with dance--taking the tight conventions of american dance of the 1700s and blending with those of tribal african dance. The actual costumes ala formal costume of american colonists were created out of kente cloth--with bright colors, strong patterns and bold presentation all the way down to the shoes covered in fabric. The lace was orange, and the tights were purple, orange, green and red. It was beautiful and thought provoking--causing us to question what would have happened if the people at the time had blended versus been so separated in class, money, position, education and place. You can see some films of his work here>>
The Tate page says this about the Masked Ball piece:

Un Ballo in Maschera (a Masked Ball) 2004 is Shonibare's first film. It presents the assassination of King Gustav III of Sweden in 1792 through the medium of dance. Costume highlights ambiguities of identity and gender, while the lack of dialogue and repetition of the action ask us to consider the conventions of narrative and the structure of film.

From the Tate on Shonibare:
Yinka Shonibare was born in London in 1962 and moved to the Nigerian capital of Lagos when he was just three years old. He studied at the Byam Shaw School of Art, London in 1984-9 and completed a BA at Goldsmiths College, London in 1991. Shonibare considers himself ‘truly bi-cultural’ and strives to open up debate about the social, cultural and political issues that shape our histories and construct identity. His works challenge assumptions about representation by playfully blurring the boundaries between stereotypically Western ideas about ‘high’ art and traditional categorisations of ‘African art.’

Victory Hall
Allison Smith
10'x 18'
wood and metal, 2005

Allison Smith
, using many different craft types from embroidery, sewing, woodworking, calligraphy, pottery and costuming created a diversity of piece speaking of america. Her calligraphic piece which resembled the Declaration of Independance spoke to gay rights,gay parades and the position of gay people within the society. She created this extrodinary wall of wooden guns, swords and knives--hanging them as they are in the Governor's Palace in Williamsburg--in a series of circles and patterns essentially showing the power of the state in a decorative manner. She created this wonderful mannikin--dressing it as a peddler woman with an enormous basket filled with embroidery, pottery, knit objects, woven straw objects to question aspects of american history (ie. a sampler of a teapot that said "Remember the Boston (teapot)" etc. Well done, well thought out. Simple and strong ideas.

Notion Nanny
Allison Smith
Notion Nanny Project 2005-2005
from the Muster:
ABOUT THE ARTIST.
ALLISON SMITH, a Brooklyn-based artist, is interested in the notion of “authentic reproductions” – a common if oxymoronic phrase describing contemporary objects or tableaux that conjure historical aesthetics and episodes. In her sculptures and mixed-media installations, Smith investigates the ways in which a simple prop, bridging past and present, can come to signify more than its appearance suggests. She creates colonial handcrafts, Civil War memorabilia, and 19th-century weapons, often arranged to transform the exhibition space into that of a historic home or period room.
For the past ten years, Smith has conducted an investigation of the cultural phenomenon of Civil War reenactment, or Living History, founded on the belief that historical events gain meaning and relevance when performed live in an open-air, interactive setting. Smith has appropriated the reenactor’s aesthetic palette to produce sculptural installations that examine the role craft plays in the construction of national identity. Over the summer of 2004, Smith organized a weekend encampment on the Catskills property of Mark Dion and J. Morgan Puett in which artists came together to create their own unique historical event. Emerging from that experience, the Muster on Governors Island is the most complex project she has undertaken thus far, broadening the Civil War metaphor to reflect on current events, and involving potentially hundreds of participants.
Smith was born in Manassas, Virginia in 1972. She received a BA in psychology from the New School for Social Research (1995), a BFA from Parsons School of Design (1995), and an MFA from Yale University School of Art (1999). She participated in the Whitney Museum of American Art Independent Study Program (1999-2000). She has had solo exhibitions at Bellwether gallery (2002) and the Eldridge Street Project (2001); her next show at Bellwether opens May 26, 2005.

Greta Pratt took photographs of men (19 to be exact) who looked like Lincoln and she dressed like Lincoln. There was a solid wall of framed giclees of these men that have likenesses--some closer than others, posed with the other worldly lighting...quite beautiful and believable. It poses the question of really, what did Lincoln look like given the Lincoln mythology and images that are out there. She also took a group shot of all the Lincolns together which was more amusing than serious which was a cherry on top for me.

We loved the Ahistorical show with the few examples I have cited as just a taste of the intelligence and ideas floating around in this presentation. However, the Retrospective show of Huang Yong Ping was heart stopping and the "Rice Show" were even more noteworthy than this group. It is always amazing to me that this sort of work is continually challenging the viewer to think, compare, and sometimes laugh at things we may not address in our day to day existence. This work holds our interest and always invites you back for more. Mass Moca provides such a wonderful place for work and thought--we all need to support them in their efforts which are done so honestly, earnestly and cleanly to bring work like this to all of us and to be a singular economic driver for North Adams, Massachusetts.
Huang Yong Ping for tomorrow.

nice to know you arent the only one.

Well, bless his little ole heart! David Byrne did a great review of the Dia:Beacon and Mass Moca experiences with a little history and vision behind what is positive about their existence and missions in his journal>> and pretty much nails it. He is much kinder and more balanced than I am wont to be. The only part he missed was the severity and coldness of the staff at Dia. Nasty sort. They have the air of being put upon and much much better than the rest of us morons who don't aspire to being museum guards at Dia. They are pointed and unkind when an unsuspecting guest (read imposition) points a camera with the flash turned off and berates them for their ignorance in wanting to memorialize something visually. No pens in the gallery. And in the lunch room, art DocTrine...that smacks of Chairman Mao.

Dia: Beacon

Visited Dia: Beacon with the team today. Icy folks work there. Work was cool as usual. We particularly adored the Richard Serra ginormous corten steel structures and how we all related to these battleship scaled sculptures. Additionally, we loved the Sol Lewitt installations (mindbending in it's precision and focus) and the new Bruce Nauman fish fountain. The Fish fountain were dozens of scale bronze fish, suspended from a structure over a larger room shaped fountain, with high tech hoses attached to the fish that would regularly sprout water. Beautiful. Of course, there were the artificial glass sculptures with string defining spaces--like leaning piece of glass--It still makes us slightly afraid being around thse pieces. Alex turned me on to this installation of 75 Warhol pieces in once space celebrating shadows. Very cool. Very variation on a theme. And enough to keep us interested--and looking.

Our friend Isabel summed up the gift shop succinctly by relating that there were actual art books on the shelves that were just WORDS. No pictures. 'Nuf said. It was the purgatory that Clement Greenburg promises.

The Catskills were glorious and purple. And Route 2 from Troy to North Adams was stunning. We saw the special moon with "earth shine" with Venus directly beneath as promised on Earth and Sky this morning.

Swimming and Mass Moca tomorrow.

Cheers>>

69 Love Songs

I was listening to Fausto and Marc Felion on Feast of Fools interview LD Beightol, a musician, artist, author and designer the other day. LD was fascinating --talking about Stephin Merritt, Magnetic Fields, anti-naturalism and the 3 volume set of songs (love songs to be exact) called "69 Love Songs". He spoke personally of Merritt, his skill as an artist, musician, composer and director--using his skills and the voices of others to create this opus of songs and lyrics written by Merritt. Stephin Merritt is a true talent, someone with a wonderful range and a distinct style in his work. He also is a very distinct personality who surrounds himself with interesting people--the most curious being the curious Lemony Snicket (aka Daniel Handler) who participates in the album with clapping and accordian playing.

After hearing this engaging and personal interview, I immediately rushed to iTunes and listened to the free snippets of music. I was raving to Erich and he magically presented me with the 69 Love Songs--all as MP3 files. He discovered thisWho would have guessed! So, I am listening to this tome--back and forth and forth and back and am enjoying the whole experience. In a way, kind of like Smile from Brian Wilson.
A stream of music, of thought and ideas.

I somehow think this work links with the Jurassic Museum of Technology, with Lemony Snicket and the works from McSweeneys (McSweeneys books, The Believer, Wholphin)>> there is a common spirit to these endevors which I would like to better understand.

Take a listen to Merritt's work. Its worth it.

Roadtrip!


Off to western Massachusetts for the favorite gallery tour and swimming in the snow. R has work--so we are piling on--and doing the Q. tour of the galleries while he has to do the serious looking, comparing and notetaking. Going to galleries with me is more like going to the park--we laugh, joke and talk loudly about all around us. Sometimes we even learn something. We drink coffee and tea. We buy stuff at the gift shop (often more than the requisite tee).

So, the plan is--first thing Monday to drive to Beacon, New York to see Dia Beacon. Very serious. Very grown up. Very blue cheese. My contingency needs a little push to get started with this stuff...but how to resist humongous sculpture, repetitious art and stuff made from single strands of colored string. There is a Warhol show. What is not to love? Pittsburgh's honored son, graduate of the same institution as their parents? Lots of color? They have gotten into it--and will. Then, back in the wonderbus, and we drive north with a break in Williamstown at the wonderful Clark (albeit it sounds like they have a pretty insipid selection of shows: Claude Lorraine, and a photography show on Ruins in Photography). The photography could be a player with the younger set. And their general collection is great. I think italian renaissance and some gory saints might keep them amused. Then, to finalize the day at MassMoca with two overnights at Porches.

We will frolic in the pool and hot tub (out in the snow), eat breakfast and loiter amusingly until Moca opens at 11. R will be hard at work. Then, we will do Moca for the afternoon with lunch. There are a good grouping of shows (and lets not forget the shows in the kid's area which can be fabulous). More swimming outside, more saunas inside...its kind of continual.

Then home via the Norman Rockwell Museum, one of the world's centers for illustration. They have a show on health related illustration and 323 Saturday Evening Post Covers on show. That should be worth the detour. My hope was to visit the Eric Carle Museum of Picture Book Art...but I think this will happen another day.

Photo is from the Luckystone Lodge yesterday. Great drifts of snow with blue purple shadows. More geese and swans. Great blue sky.

Music + Birds


This is a translation in process for a possible idea for the Chicken Chokers and if not, a good exercise in breaking out an illustration into black, white and red--from a no holds barred--full color blowout. This sort of thing is a puzzle for me--and something they dont address in the illustration program--but necessary as a good illustration broken down into 2 colors can easily become a teeshirt or better yet, a logotype. And, it is not as simple as it looks. I will post the final as soon as it gets done and looks like something (which might be pushing it). I tried this before with my dodo bird, stripping out all the color except black and grey--using a big color for the background. Also with the pumpkin (which I did post--lemme think...). It has a clean look that I would like to develop.

We strolled through the 6 foot embankments of plowed snow to get to the for dinner Thursday night at the Pourhouse. There were 2 of the 5 Chokers and family settling in to hear a trio from Maine, Tough Cats. The Cats were very funny and accomplished and got a great reception from the few of the Tburgers that got out in the cold and snow. The Cats comprised of a trio of accomplished and funny musicians: guitar, banjo and drums. The music was solid and the performing, wild. Part of the drummers kit is an old suitcase that he wails on with brushes...wildly gesturing complete with a very mobile and expressive series of faces. They drove up from NYC for the Pourhouse gig and were going to turn around and go back to Manhattan the next day. All in a days drive! Fun. Very Avett Brothers in attitude and spirit.

See and hear The Tough Cats>>

IF: [anti]Gravity


Was working on some stupid sheep drawings and the IF topic emerged. I have always loved the idea of the french in the mid 1700s with their decorative hot-air balloons with M. Montgonflier. It was balloon mania at the time. This is my bow to antigravity. Up, up and away, in my beautiful....beautiful balloon!

blue sky winter


blue sky winter
Originally uploaded by quarrier.
This is what we found this morning. No more veil of snow. Crystalline, cold and clear. Blue shadows, spidery bass trees with Camp Street in the background. I gotta take more pictures like this tomorrow cause this is the sort of thing we long for in the middle of October to make our clients happy for their holiday cards.

Happy Valentines Day




Can you believe this thing? Absolutely nuts. I am on the verge of being totally offended and wanted to see if you were? Or should we look at it without the bias of our time, and consider when it was designed and produced and look at it through those lenses? It is wierdly fascinating--mesmerizing.... And who are Wayne and Bobby? Why are they sending this card to Mr.Cullison? What does this say about their relationship? Is there a story here? If so, send it ahead. Erich and I have been pondering what the "backstory"is.

Valentines Day Snowstorm


As promised, we got the snow. Little chippy icy snow, persistently falling--a veil of whiteness. Light...not like that heavy,soft snow that snaps the trees from the weight. It started last night and has kept coming (with predictions until 10 tonight)--We must have about 10" right now. The radio recitation of the school closings was a veritable dictionery of Native American, Mohawk and Greek names from Chemung to Ulysses, Ovid to Oneonta.Lots to do here. I have posted a weather inspired valentine for your pleasure. This valentine and the ones from yesterday and the piece of resistance (to be posted after this) was from an ebay auction as this sort of stuff is invaluable resource materials. Have a happy valentines day!

Rafts of Geese


No.
This is not a goose or a geese.

This is a work in progress. A flamingo. I am trying with this to make a very bold, motherwell type of composition with the face and part of the neck in focus, and the rest to go to unarticulated color.Not quite finished but was needing something to show you...so here goes.

Saw rafts of geese on Cayuga Lake up at Sheldrake yesterday. Some were clustered by the shore and the others as huge flotillas mid-lake, taking in the heat from the water...gliding away. Mixed in with this group intermittantly were white swans. It was amazing to see all those birds--honking up a storm--creating a din it is hard to think with.

Am totally in love with The Believer magazine. Read a great article on Sumo wrestling in Las Vegas, referred to by the author as the a place where they take simulation seriously. Loved that. Loved the whole progress of the story, the introduction of a little history, a little intro on the who what where and when of the sport and then, finally of the event in Vegas. Engaging and frankly, even better, fun. A good personal story of an author and his interactions with John Updike leaving the reader sad and thoughtful about their relationship. It is terrific watch the snow come down and hibernate reading.

Our dining room is now Benjamin Moore red. Looks great.

K back from Ontario and the winter hijinx they seem to enjoy from toboggoning to dogsledding to copious amounts of pea soup and waffle eating. She had a lovely time, but will be flagging due to lack of sleep for the next few days.

We may be getting a dump of snow in the next few days. More later.