Jill over at New York Mag sent me this this morning. A great article 'romancing the city'...
"The high-ceilinged, light-filled studios on top of Carnegie Hall have housed artists, musicians, and writers for more than a century; now, the remaining tenants are fighting to stay."
read the rest here
Don't know what it is about this photo that moves me. Edith Piaf and Django Reinhardt sitting for a portrait no doubt but they both seem miles away, absorbed in the intimacy of touch. She is reading his palm and as I lacerated my own right hand in a fit of rage last night and ended up in urgent care, I am particularly sensitive to the fragility of my body and indeed my life...
Your footsteps are the path, and nothing else;
there is no path, paths are made by walking.
Walking makes the path, and on looking back
We see a trail that never can be walked again.
Traveler, there is no path,
Only a wake in the sea.
- Antonio Machado
Proverbios y Cantares
While I'm not typically a fan of flower photographs, I have to make an exception for the artist Roy Ardin. You just have to check out his retrospective at the Vancouver. This month. It will be worth the trip!
"The Vancouver Art Gallery will present the first major Canadian retrospective of work by renowned Vancouver artist Roy Arden from October 20, 2007 to January 20, 2008. A major force in establishing Vancouver’s reputation as a centre for contemporary photographic art, Arden has exhibited his work internationally for more than 30 years. Roy Arden, comprising more than 120 photographs, five video works and a recent Internet project, explores the diverse strategies of the artist’s practice from the early 1980s to the present. Organized by the Vancouver Art Gallery, the exhibition is guest curated by Dieter Roelstraete of the Antwerp Museum of Contemporary Art (MuHKA)."
more here
Unabomber Ted Kazinski has been a regular interest of ours here at (incli)NATION and Alec Soth has a great post on Richard Barns and his role in documenting Kazinski over on his blog. It's a wonderful introduction to his work just as Barns' show is opening in NYC.. Be sure to check it out if you are in the city this month:
As regular readers know, I have a fascination with ‘the sentence’ – the shorthand summation everyone uses to describe a particular person. Some are easy (“He’s the guy that photographs Weimaraners). But Barnes is a tricky case. I doubt people would remember ‘He’s an architectural photographer who’s done fine art projects on birds, museums and the Unabomber.’ Whatever the phrase is, Barnes was able to sum up his achievements with a remarkably elegant sentence: “My work is all about containment.” He went on to say that he’d only made this connection in the last few years.
For me this was the ultimate lesson that Barnes brought to the class. While it may not always be great marketing, artists should be free to explore whatever quickens their pulse. Over the long haul they will inevitable find a thread that unifies their vision. Finding this revelatory thread (and not the stupid ‘sentence’) seems to be one of the most meaningful experiences to come from a life making art.
- An exhibition of Richard Barnes’ work will open on this Saturday, September 15th, at the Hosfelt Gallery in New York. "
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...For those of you who don't already know, the Bridge Motel has been a Seattle icon of sorts for the last 50 years; needles in the sheets and no questions asked. A year ago DK Pan took over as manager with an eye to holding this event just before the motel was to be razed [I thought that was Pan in the picture on the left, holding the red umbrella on the roof of the motel, but it was probably either Sheri Brown or Diana Garcia-Snyder performing "Praying Walk", I think...]. The only stipulation for artists was to avoid the subject of drugs, prostitution, or other obvious cheap motel clichés.
We showed up around 7:30 and jumped right in, though we didn't have the courage to open the door to 'The Van'--Mike Min's contribution to the festivities--at least not at first.
The event drew around 1200 people (according to the people who should know), though the small footprint of the motel and parking lot made it seem like twice that number. We found a place in the line and settled in.
Standing in the phenomenally long line, I thought I heard the sound of howling, and as the crowd parted, there it was, a perfectly preserved, young coyote--stuffed, mind you--sitting in a Red Flyer wagon, flanked by the curious and the confused...
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I am waiting for an arrival, a return, a promised sign. This can be futile, or immensely pathetic; in Erwartung (Waiting), a woman waits for her lover, at night, in the forest; I am waiting for no more than a telephone call, but the anxiety is the same. Everything is solemn; I have no sense of proportions.(...)
Waiting is enchantment: I have received orders not to move. Waiting for a telephone call is thereby woven out of tiny unavowable interdictions to infinity: I forbid myself to leave the room, to go to the toilet, even to telephone (to keep the line from being busy); I suffer torments if someone else telephones me (for the same reason); I madden myself by the thought that at a certain (imminent) hour I shall have to leave, thereby running the risk of missing the healing call, the return of the Mother. All these diversions which solicit me are so many wasted moments for waiting, so many impurities of anxiety. For the anxiety of waiting, in its pure state, requires that I be sitting in a chair within reach of the telephone, without doing anything.(...)
The being I am waiting for is not real. Like the mother's breast for the infant, "I create and re-create it over and over, starting from my capacity to love, starting from my need for it": the other comes here where I am waiting, here where I have already created him/her. And if the other does not come, I hallucinate the other: waiting is a delirium.... (more)
via the incomparable wood s lot
We just updated our link to DAILYSERVING and while I was cruising their terrific site today, I ran across this post on one of our favorites; Anne Mathern. Looks like we missed the performance, but I will be sure to check out the show tomorrow.
Opening just yesterday at Lawrimore Project in Seattle is "Anne Mathern -- Moses Lake," new photographs, film and a live installation. Along with the opening, Mathern presented a live installation and performance, featuring fantasy metal band DOOMHAWK. "Moses Lake" is the first solo exhibition at Lawrimore Project for the Seattle-based artist, and the show is centered on a cluster of small farm towns in Eastern Washington that have Greek and Hebrew-derived names but were originally inhabited and eventually stolen from Native Americans. The exhibition investigates the imposition of the cultural values embodied by one set of people upon another. Mathern received her BFA in photography from the University of Washington in 2004 and received several awards during her study, including the Marsh Scholarship and the UW Undergraduate Research Award for special projects. The artist also co-founded and currently acts as the managing director of Crawl Space, an artist-run gallery in Seattle. The artist has also exhibited with the King County Gallery 4 Culture in Seattle.
via DailyServing
This photograph made me immediately think of this email I found in my Inbox:
Les maçons désoeuvrés venaient par habitude tourner chaque jour autour des
chantiers. Les mains dans les poches, chaussés de lourds sabots, ils arrivaient
piane-piane...
[The unemployed masons had the habit of coming, each day, to hang around the
work yards. Hands in the pockets, wearing heavy wooden clogs, they slowly
arrived...]
--from "Mémoires de la Société d'agriculture, commerce, sciences et arts" by
Société d'agriculture, commerce, sciences et arts de la Marne
And big congrats to Nancy for getting this:
DHC/ART Foundation for Contemporary Art is delighted to announce its very first production grant to New York based Canadian artist Nancy Davenport. The grant helps Nancy to complete a project titled Workers for the 2007 Istanbul Biennial. DHC/ART is committed to initiating and supporting the production of new work by Canadian artists in a variety of media through an annual commission or grant.
Workers is an ambitious media installation which laterally tackles the representation of labour and issues arising from globalisation by connecting Norwegian workers to their out-sourced Chinese counterparts in a seamless, multi-screen DVD environment. At the centre of this merged, moving frieze of animated portraits of both sets of workers is an image of a factory -- itself subjected to digital enhancements where workers gather at the gates or rocket into outer space referencing film pioneers the Lumière brothers and
Georges Méliès.
Pixelgarten is adrian nießler and catrin altenbrandt, designers from Germany. I love these photographs, particularly the sweatshirt. [though the crafty, yarn head is pretty funny too] And Iheartphotograph is my new favorite blog. Check it out HERE.
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