I hadn't seen this movie in a while, so I just rewatched it and remembered how much I loved it.
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Raising Victor Vargas
I hadn't seen this movie in a while, so I just rewatched it and remembered how much I loved it.
Monday, February 27, 2012
Friday, February 24, 2012
Yuksek - "Off the Wall"
Lovin' this video. Finally someone figured out how to use the mac symmetry camera mode the right way!
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
My New Work
My work explores selected memories made during my travels outside the U.S. the past four years. These memories whether embellished, diluted, or sincere remain as truths in a history. I’m interested the fine line between memory and imagination within our personal mythologies. My goal is to memorialize these events remembered. Check out my website here.
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Monday, February 13, 2012
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Takashi Murakami
Takashi Murakami is a contemporary Japanese artist, well known in the art and fashion world. He blends both high in low art in his pieces. His work can be viewed anywhere from Louis Vuitton bags to the Palace of Versailles. I love what he has to say about his exhibition shown above:
“For a Japanese like me, the Château de
Versailles is one of the greatest symbols of Western history. It is the
emblem of an ambition for elegance, sophistication and art that most of
us can only dream of.
Of course, we are aware that the spark that set fire to the powder of the Revolution came directly from the centre of the building. But, in many respects, everything is transmitted to us as a fantastic tale coming from a very distant kingdom. Just as French people can find it hard to recreate in their minds an accurate image of the Samurai period, the history of this palace has become diminished for us in reality. So it is probable that the Versailles of my imagination corresponds to an exaggeration and a transformation in my mind so that it has become a kind of completely separate and unreal world. That is what I have tried to depict in this exhibition. I am the Cheshire cat that welcomes Alice in Wonderland with its diabolic smile, and chatters away as she wanders around the Château. With a broad smile I invite you all to discover the wonderland of Versailles.” Takashi Murakami
I love the contrast-yet similarity that is happening in this exhibit. The bright colors and "pop"-iness of Murakami's work within French Baroque architecture, both so over the top some how they compliment each other. The first photo within the Hall of Mirrors with all those crystal chandeliers surrounding his piece, there is so much going on- it's overwelmingly good.
Of course, we are aware that the spark that set fire to the powder of the Revolution came directly from the centre of the building. But, in many respects, everything is transmitted to us as a fantastic tale coming from a very distant kingdom. Just as French people can find it hard to recreate in their minds an accurate image of the Samurai period, the history of this palace has become diminished for us in reality. So it is probable that the Versailles of my imagination corresponds to an exaggeration and a transformation in my mind so that it has become a kind of completely separate and unreal world. That is what I have tried to depict in this exhibition. I am the Cheshire cat that welcomes Alice in Wonderland with its diabolic smile, and chatters away as she wanders around the Château. With a broad smile I invite you all to discover the wonderland of Versailles.” Takashi Murakami
I love the contrast-yet similarity that is happening in this exhibit. The bright colors and "pop"-iness of Murakami's work within French Baroque architecture, both so over the top some how they compliment each other. The first photo within the Hall of Mirrors with all those crystal chandeliers surrounding his piece, there is so much going on- it's overwelmingly good.
Sergui Isupov
Sergui Isupov is a really interesting ceramic artist. I love his treatment of the surface, playing with the perspective and all the stories being told at the same time. There is no limit to the figure for him. His sculpture when blank starts one way and the surface design completely reinterprets the form. It's like he divulges the figures secrets, turns them inside out so everything can be seen by the viewer. quite beautiful.
Brendan Danielsson
Brendan Danielsson's drawings and paintings are so creepy! It's hard for me to look at certain ones on his website- I was so disturbed. ha. But at the same time there is something in their eyes that captures you in your disgust that I strangely like. They are so well done in their ugliness that they are really good...like it's an accomplished good kind of "eewWWWww".
Patrick Krzyzanowski
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Pool of tears
'I wish I hadn't cried so much!' said Alice, as she swam about, trying to find her way out. 'I shall be punished for it, now, I suppose, by being drowned in my own tears! That will be a queer thing, to be sure! However, everything is queer to-day.'
Kiki Smith: Pool of Tears 2 (After Lewis Carroll), 2000.
Monday, January 30, 2012
Cerca de ti es cerca de mí
Integraciones Integrations
Después de todo te amaré After everything, I will love you
Como si fuera siempre antes As if it were always before
Como si de tanto esperar As if, after so much waiting,
Sin que te viera ni llegaras Not seeing you
Estuvieras eternamente And you not coming,
Respirando cerca de mí. You were breathing close to me forever.
Cerca de mí con tus costumbres Close to me with your habits,
Con tu color y tu guitarra With your color and your guitar
Como están juntos los países Just as countries unite
En las lecciones escolares In school room lectures,
Y dos comarcas se confunden And two regions become blurred
Y hay un río cerca de un río And there is a river near a river
Y dos volcanes crecen juntos. And two volcanoes grow together.
Cerca de ti es cerca de mí Close to you is close to me
Y lejos de todo es tu ausencia And your absence is far from everything
Y es color de arcilla la luna And the moon is the color of clay
En la noche del terremoto In the night of quaking earth
Cuando en el terror de la tierra When, in terror of the earth,
Se juntan las raíces All the roots join together
Y se oye sonar el silencio And silence is heard ringing
Con la música del espanto. With the music of fright
El miedo es también un camino. Fear is also a street
Y entre sus piedras pavorosas And among its trembling stones
Puede marchar con cuatro pies Tenderness somehow is able
Y cuatro labios, la ternura. To march with four feet and four lips
Porque sin salir del presente Since without leaving the present
Que es un anillo delicado That is a fragile thing
Tocamos la arena de ayer We touch the sand of yesterday
Y en el mar enseña el amor And in the sea
Un arrebato repetido. Love reveals a repeated fury
YES.YES.YES.Oh Pablo Neruda, you steal my heart every time.
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Daito Manabe
I found Daito Manabe a couple years ago and I thought his work was hilarious and odd. The first of his videos I saw was of himself with elecric stimulus on his face. This is of four of his friends. I love how the guy in the right hand corner keeps smiling. He is a pretty amazing programmer.
Friday, January 27, 2012
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