Someone said that to me today and I thought it was cool. But before that, I made this animation...
So then back to magical places...I started to think about it. I like the idea of creating little dioramas in boxes, but then I thought...where else can one create little magical places. The body as site has always interested me. I usually don't think about that place on my arm where blood gets drawn(that's a lie, i do think about it...ever since i read madame bovary in high school...) it's a very intimate place. The stomach's a good place too.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Writing on water
Today I saw a video by Penelope Speier. She's an artist who is featured at the Satellite Space for February. This is her first video installation and it is based on her experience visiting Japan. The video showed a paintbrush writing or painting along the surface of a flowing stream. Sounds of the water moving can be heard and a few fallen leaves can be seen clinging on a rock. Impermanence.
While visiting Japan, Penelope witnessed monks writing over and over again a certain prayer. She was inspired by this act. What I liked about the video was its simplicity. I liked the simplicity of the movement, the simplicity of the site and the simplicity of the sound. It was beautiful.
A few days ago I found a video animation that totally inspired me. It was a mixed collage of animation, photography and video. Layer upon layer of narration made the work complex that I had to watch it over again. http://www.spike.com/video/2916829 I still don't fully understand it. So I think I'll have to watch it again. It makes me want to work with more layers of narration and to play with video. I should write more, too.
Lately I've been drawn to work that falls into the ""less is more" team and the "super lush and seductive" team. I even saw a cooking show last night that had a fish dish from Veracruz with a shitload of ingredients tossed in. At first I thought, "that's too much!" but then I thought, "I bet that tastes sooo good..."
While visiting Japan, Penelope witnessed monks writing over and over again a certain prayer. She was inspired by this act. What I liked about the video was its simplicity. I liked the simplicity of the movement, the simplicity of the site and the simplicity of the sound. It was beautiful.
A few days ago I found a video animation that totally inspired me. It was a mixed collage of animation, photography and video. Layer upon layer of narration made the work complex that I had to watch it over again. http://www.spike.com/video/2916829 I still don't fully understand it. So I think I'll have to watch it again. It makes me want to work with more layers of narration and to play with video. I should write more, too.
Lately I've been drawn to work that falls into the ""less is more" team and the "super lush and seductive" team. I even saw a cooking show last night that had a fish dish from Veracruz with a shitload of ingredients tossed in. At first I thought, "that's too much!" but then I thought, "I bet that tastes sooo good..."
Sunday, January 20, 2008
The Diving Bell and Miranda July
Wow. Sometimes I see things that are beautiful and they just leave me speechless. These moments can be subtle and by chance like hearing a baby laughing at the grocery store or sometimes they are created like a Beatriz Milhazes painting at the MoMA. A few days ago I saw The Diving Bell and the Butterfly, a film directed by Julian Schnabel, and the beauty of that artwork has yet to leave me.
The perspective in the film is from the main character who awakes in a hospital to find that he has "locked-in syndrome", a condition which has left him without the ability to speak and without the movement of his body. One eye becomes his portal to the world around him and his only mode of communication.
The tragedy of his condition gives way the beauty of his observations. The glimps he gets when a breeze whisps his wifes skirt to reveal her inner thigh has a new meaning. A quiet moment of beauty to a man who no longer has the sense of touch or speech to express his desires, sexual and otherwise.
As I read Rachel Kushner's article about video artist Miranda July, I was reminded how July also pays attention to the subtle nuances in life. Pooping back and forth and such. ))<>((
The perspective in the film is from the main character who awakes in a hospital to find that he has "locked-in syndrome", a condition which has left him without the ability to speak and without the movement of his body. One eye becomes his portal to the world around him and his only mode of communication.
The tragedy of his condition gives way the beauty of his observations. The glimps he gets when a breeze whisps his wifes skirt to reveal her inner thigh has a new meaning. A quiet moment of beauty to a man who no longer has the sense of touch or speech to express his desires, sexual and otherwise.
As I read Rachel Kushner's article about video artist Miranda July, I was reminded how July also pays attention to the subtle nuances in life. Pooping back and forth and such. ))<>((
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