Joachim Schmid ~ Finders Keeper

Posted by michelle on August 9, 11:30 am | Category: art paparazzi, graffiti, responses/reviews

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This is the initial post on a series of artists I discovered at Yerba Buena Center for the Arts current Dark Matters exhibition. Joachim Schmid Selected Photo Works 1982-2007 is a mid-career retrospective for the Berlin based, self described “professional looker.” It features found photographs that the artist ripped, carefully framed or shredded and reconfigured like the postcard inspired example below.
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Finding photographs at the largest flea market in Berlin, Schmid appropriates the dismissed evidence of other people’s artifacts. The shredded pieces reminded me of Jessica Barnett DeCuir’s cut up record album covers as well as the CutUp Collective occasionally documented on Wooster…You can read more about Schmid’s work in the companion monograph.

No Real Than You Are

Posted by ben on August 8, 10:21 am | Category: renegade performances, silliness

Ego Leonard Gets Around

An 8 foot tall Lego man was pulled out of the sea by the employees of a beach-side drink stall in the Netherlands yesterday. The words “No Real Than You Are” are printed on his chest, and the name “Ego Leonard” and the number 9 can be found on his back. A little googling turns up pictures of the Lego man at a music festival called Dance Valley in Amsterdam. Apparently it’s all the handiwork of an artist collective called “Ego Leonard” which is somehow connected to Du Fois. Here’s some video of the sculpture on the beach (his head turns!). Another mystery solved by the internet.

T-Shirts

Posted by ben on August 7, 11:40 am | Category: responses/reviews

[Note: this post is part 2 in a three-part series on the work of Alberto Mijangos. Part 1, on his Chones series, can be found here.]

Alberto Mijangos was not a religious man. Although his wife is active in her Episcopal church, even singing in the choir, Alberto always maintained a skeptical distance from organized religion of all kinds. This attitude towards religion went hand in hand with his distrust of authority and his wariness of tribalism. Yet in the mid-80s Alberto started working on what he called the “T-Shirt Series”, which explores the form of the T-shirt as it relates to the Christian cross. Having associated the cross with the grand cathedrals of Mexico City, where his grandmother took him as a child, this form helped Mijangos deal with both the grandiose and the quotidian. As a form on which to base an exploration of abstraction, it is perfect: simple and direct, yet still able to express the dual nature of man. At the same time, the t-shirt relates directly to the human figure, which is where Alberto had spent most of his time as an artist. More than anything, the image of the cross was a bridge for Alberto: it allowed him to confront the spiritual and the physical; the abstract and the representational.

His use of this image may have been inspired by the work of Antoni Tapies, whose paintings, which make extensive use of the cross, Alberto greatly admired. Like Tapies, Alberto began exploring the use of inexpensive, common materials with the t-shirt series. These paintings may include house paint, sand, wax, glue, fabric, or other found materials. Just as he used the common t-shirt to approach weighty ideas about human nature, he employed common materials to give an air of earthiness to transcendent imagery.

None of this, of course, was new in the 1980s. In fact, to begin exploring abstract expressionism and arte povera in 1985 could be considered rather quaint in an art world obsessed with the new and the shocking. And yet the power of these pieces, and the later Chones series which developed out of the T-shirt Series, is undeniable on a personal level, even if they have clear historical precedents. For in the process of exploring these techniques and styles, Alberto was not just exploring formal possibilities, but he was inhabiting and reinterpreting the philosophical foundations of de Kooning, Tapies, and others. It is a testament to the power of these ideas that they can bring real meaning and awareness to the life of a man who toiled in a spiritual void as a migrant farmer, a man who was deported for being a communist, although he never really believed in communism either. Here is a man who only believed in art, in the creative process. It was, for him, the only path to redemption. To put a mark on the canvas was in fact an act of supreme faith for Alberto — the only kind of faith he could understand.

And this faith involves real peril. As Martin Buber wrote — and I think this is as good a description of Alberto’s relationship with his art as any –

“The deed involves a sacrifice and a risk. The sacrifice: infinite possibility is surrendered on the altar of the form; all that but a moment ago floated playfully through one’s perspective has to be exterminated; none of it may penetrate into the work; the exclusiveness of such a confrontation demands this. The risk: the basic word can only be spoken with one’s whole being; whoever commits himself may not hold back part of himself; and the work does not permit me, as a tree or man might, to seek relaxation in the It-world; it is imperious: if I do not serve it properly, it breaks, or it breaks me.”

Camisa Limpia by Alberto Mijangos

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Stencils from San Cristobal

Posted by michelle on August 5, 4:10 pm | Category: graffiti, mustaches

San Cristobal graffiti

A friend recently returned from conducting sociological research on the Zapatistas in San Cristobal de las Casas. While he was there, he documented some intriguing stencil art. Justin made an immediate connection to local miscreant Scotch!

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I’m in San Francisco working on a recap of some phenomenal shows at Yerba Buena Center for the Arts, SFMOMA and a tiny weird nail salon turned hipster gallery called Queen’s Nails…more soon!!

Fish are jumpin’ and the cotton is high…

Posted by ben on August 3, 9:19 pm | Category: design, essays

Time to pull those summer fonts out of the closet.

first fry-day sneak peek

Posted by justin on August 3, 2:01 am | Category: announcements, sneak peeks, upcoming events

Here’s a sneak peek of Judith Cottrell’s new exhibit gel meets slope at Blue Star’s Gallery Four.  Also worth checking out this month is the show denature in the UTSA Satelite space.
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Judith Cottrell

Blake’s body identified

Posted by ben on July 31, 4:50 pm | Category: r.i.p.

As regular readers of Modern Art Notes know by now, the body found off the coast of New Jersey last month has been identified as Jeremy Blake’s using dental records. Something tells me this tragedy will be discussed for many years, from many different angles — but most likely we’ll never know what was at the root of the apparent double suicide.

I agree with some that Theresa Duncan’s blog seems like some elaborate message, full of hints and subterfuge, but perhaps it’s just the sort of text that lends itself to that kind of reading. In any case, as MAN notes, the final post on her blog was written by Glenn O’Brien, who is also writing the text for the catalog of Jeremy Blake’s show at Corcoran in October.

UPDATE: For those unfamiliar with Blake, here is his obit at NYT, and his page at the Kinz, Tillou + Feigen gallery. Theresa Duncan had a lower profile, but here’s an interview with her in LAist.

Bergman, Antonioni, RIP

Posted by ben on July 31, 11:40 am | Category: r.i.p., video/film

Monica Vitti in Red Desert

Now the news comes that Ingmar Bergman and Michelangelo Antonioni both died yesterday. While I have found much to admire in Bergman’s work, Antonioni will always hold a special place in my heart. I considered his film Il Deserto Rosso (Red Desert) to be the pinnacle of art for a period in my adolescence. It is a near-perfect expression of the disconnection, emotional instability, and confusion of this stage of life. But more than that, I think that this may have been the first work of visual art that made me understand how powerful the intersection of aesthetics, psychology, and philosophy could be. Of course it is not just visual — the poetry of the dialogue, the strangeness of the music, the striking imagery, combine to express not just a mood, but a metaphysical statement.

At the end of this film, the main character (played by Monica Vitti) tells a story to her daughter:

“There was once a little girl who lived on an island. Being with adults bored and frightened her. She didn’t like kids her own age because they pretended to be adults. So, she was always alone playing with cormorants, seagulls, and wild rabbits. She had discovered a tiny beach far from the village, where the sea was transparent and the sand pink. She was so silent there. She would leave when the sun disappeared. One morning she saw a sailboat. It was different from the other sailboats that usually passed by. This was a real sailing ship! One which must have seen all the oceans and storms and had maybe gone around the world. From afar it was magnificent. Up close it was mysterious, with no one to be seen on board. For a while it was motionless. Then it turned and sailed out as it had come in. The little girl, used to man’s strange mentality, was not really surprised. But, as she turned away… wait. One mystery was perfectly normal… but two? Who was singing? The beach was deserted, as usual, yet the voice was there… now closer, now further away. At one point it seemed to be coming from the sea. Beneath the rocks… many small rocks… that she had never noticed… and they looked human. And at that moment the voice was very soft.”

“But who was singing?”

“They all were singing.”

Update: Sorry, I can’t help it. I just came across another quote from this film. This one always gave me goosebumps.

Giuliana: I feel my eyes tearing up. What should I do with my eyes? What should I watch?

Corrado Zeller: You ask what you should watch. I ask how I should live. It’s the same thing.

Diggly Wiggly 2007 photo recap (Dignowity Hill Pushcart Derby, San Antonio TX)

Posted by justin on July 30, 11:11 pm | Category: adventure day, art + bikes, art paparazzi, arts organizations, design, in yo face, mustaches, opportunities, party photos, performance art, possibilities, responses/reviews, rock!, silliness

Everybody has their own story about who won this year, Please post yours in the comments below.

All of these photos (and bunches more with labels) are located here.


click on the link below for more action!

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Excuse me while I kiss the Cy

Posted by ben on July 30, 8:42 am | Category: foamers, silliness

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The BBC reports that a French woman decided to kiss a Cy Twombly painting in Avignon, leaving a lipstick stain on the $2 million work.

“I left a kiss,” she told La Provence newspaper on leaving the police station.

“A red stain remained on the canvas… This red stain is testimony to this moment, to the power of art.”

Speaking to French news agency AFP, she said the artist had “left this white” for her.

Somehow, I doubt that this is quite what Twombly had in mind…

[via Design Observer]

What is going on?

Posted by ben on July 29, 6:17 pm | Category: net.art, r.i.p.

a magic storyJust like everyone else, I don’t really know what to make of the Theresa Duncan apparent suicide and the Jeremy Blake disappearance (which is widely assumed to also be a suicide). The MSM is not offering much in the way of confirmed facts. And some of these “facts” appear to be speculation or exaggeration. The whole thing seems very fishy, and responsible news organizations would be wise to steer clear of the whole mess until the facts are known. Needless to say, Emvergeoning is not a responsible news organization.

So, with all due respect to Ms. Duncan and Mr. Blake, I’m going to link you to some strange analysis of this case from Dream’s End. Even just looking at Theresa Duncan’s blog in a cursory manner, there is much to ponder. It just doesn’t add up.

I don’t have time to read, much less analyze all of this, and I really don’t want to seem disrespectful. At least one person is dead, possibly two, and all of this analysis may be focusing the wrong kind of attention on their lives and deaths. It’s just a very strange case, and I thought y’all would like to know about it. I’ll post updates, but probably not do much analysis. It’s just too complex, and I have too many other things to deal with.

Here are the posts at Dream’s End so far:

This is Not a Game: The Mysterious Death of Theresa Duncan, Part 1, Part 2, Part 4 (which also contains Part 3).

Edit: Ok, well, those Dream’s End posts do get pretty wacky, and some of connections being made there are kind ridiculous, but in a nutshell: something doesn’t add up here.

In Search of the Miraculous

Posted by michelle on July 28, 11:00 am | Category: r.i.p.

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I’ve been trying to gather my thoughts about the tragedy surrounding artists Theresa Duncan and Jeremy Blake. The way Blake apparently pushed himself out to sea is puzzling. It shares the poetry of a similar act by Bas Jan Ader [though his coda was unintentional]. In hindsight, all three artists investigated emotional landscapes that sometimes prove to be unnavigable.

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Bas Jan Ader, Tea Party, 1972

[photos: Galerie Chantal Cruesel, Patrick Painter Editions]

Cartofilia

Posted by ben on July 24, 11:33 pm | Category: design, tattoo

True Love Map

I just discovered another incredible niche blog, strange maps. Here you’ll find everything from a map tattoo, to a map of New Jersey constructed using only Bruce Springsteen lyrics, to a speculative historical map of Australia. I’m also grateful to strange maps for turning me onto Cartographismes, a French blog dedicated to reproducing the lovely and intriguing imaginary cartographies of its author.

cobalt club polychotomy

Posted by justin on July 24, 11:31 pm | Category: art paparazzi, bird flu, possibilities, responses/reviews, silliness, wordy

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Garbage Peephole

Posted by michelle on July 22, 10:09 am | Category: art paparazzi, sneak peeks

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Zane Lewis strikes again, this time hitting the lovely white walls of the Mark Moore Gallery in Santa Monica, California. If you’re in the LA area, the show is called Ultrasonic International II and it runs until August 25th.

Mama don’t let your babies grow up to be artists

Posted by ben on July 19, 3:26 pm | Category: announcements, arts organizations

… but for those of you foolish enough to indoctrinate your youngins (ages 7-10) early, SAMA’s offering a Summer Youth Program that’ll help your kids “begin to understand how the museum collection can serve as a learning tool while encouraging the exploration of new ideas and concepts. In addition, students will learn to develop a sense of life-long experimentation, enhancing their abilities to think critically.” Yikes! Well, at least it’ll get ‘em outta the house…. The program runs from July 23 – 27, 10am to 3pm. The instructor is Sabra Booth, longtime San Antonio artist and teacher.

Sound Trip in NYC

Posted by ben on July 19, 11:19 am | Category: adventure day, music, rock!, sound art

Emvergeoning’s NYC correspondent fvc sent the following account of a day on which mushrooms threaded together Max Neuhaus’ Times Square sound installation and the Boredoms’ recent “77 Boadrum” concert in a park under the Brooklyn Bridge. As luck would have it, I happened to get ahold of a recording of this very concert through another friend. Follow the link at the bottom of the post to download the MP3. Photos provided by generous Flickr users.

Several weeks ago some friends were sitting around at my apartment on a hot lazy sunday afternoon. They wanted some weed so they called a guy who sent his runner over with a briefcase of pot, hash, mushrooms, pills and powders, each in at least 2 or 3 varieties. The dealer even had a neat “menu” with descriptions of everything for sale. Drugs are a very professional service industry in Manhattan, if you have the right numbers.

Everyone bought some weed and then the dealer gave a 20 sided die to J — who called the number three and then tossed the die — a three. So he won a bag of mushrooms. After the sun set and we had gone to go look for a place to eat dinner, the mushrooms where left behind. They sat around my apartment for almost a month.

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Matrix Ping Pong

Posted by ben on July 18, 4:05 pm | Category: performance art, silliness, video/film

A lot of you have probably seen this, but it is too funny to pass up. Plus it’s time for a new post, and I have nothing to say. (A post on Alberto Mijangos’ T-shirt series is forthcoming, however…)

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