Showing posts with label It's just too much. Show all posts
Showing posts with label It's just too much. Show all posts

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Wonderfill: The Art of Nathan Lewis


Last Thursday, I attended the opening reception of Wonderfill: The Art of Nathan Lewis, at one of my favorite South End boutiques, J.E.M. I love his work. He makes me laugh.

Wonderfill is on view at J.E.M. until January 31st.

Watch Nathan describe his process here.



Nathan and I. Image courtesy of Randy Gross and J.E.M.

Thursday, October 13, 2011

I Now Need A Big Yard So I Can Buy This

I was in Manhattan this past weekend; saw Richard Serra’s two new sculptures, Junction (2011) and Cycle (2010), at Gagosian West 24th. The enormous tilting and winding sheets of oxidized steel made me feel like I was in a tunnel on mars. Or tripping.

RICHARD SERRA, Cycle, 2011, Weatherproof steel, 62' x 56' x 14'
Copyright Richard Serra. Courtesy Gagosian Gallery. Photo by Lorenz Kienzle

I consider space to be a material. The articulation of space has come to take precedence over other concerns. I attempt to use sculptural form to make space distinct.
– Richard Serra


Yay art! Image courtesy of my soul sister, Laura Semon

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

The Super Gross Medium Was the Message

I decided to lie down and relax. Although the benches lacked any identifying placards, artist statement or invitation to do so, I needed a break and was happy to learn that they were pretty comfortable for concrete slabs made to look like Flex-A-Beds. Surrounded by a sea of green grass, a cloudless sky and the California sun, my jet lag began to melt as I rested on Teresa Margolles’ latest installation.


Teresa Margolles, Untitled (2010). Image Courtesy of the Los Angeles Nomadic Division website.


But there at the Los Angeles County Museum of Art (LACMA), in the shadow of the mausoleum that Eli Broad built for himself, I couldn’t help but fixate on the materials used to create my temporary bed; a mixture of cement and “liquid that was used to clean corpses in an autopsy room in Mexico – four gruesome fatalities, all products of drug – and gang-related violence.”

The commission, a collaboration between LACMA and the Los Angeles Nomadic Division (LAND), encourages its audience “to feel the overwhelming energy of aggression that produced the infused material,” while existing as both monuments to the dead and a place for the living to rest.

Never before had Marshall McLuhan’s over referenced theory rang so true for me. Although at times I’ve found an artist’s use of certain medium amusing (Hirst with flies, Warhol with his piss), the connection between Margolles, her medium and the lives that those benches represented was overwhelming. How did Margolles come into possession of the liquid? How many lives have been lost to drug related violence in Mexico? Do the victim’s families know that these benches exist; that they are bringing joy and awareness to people a short trip, but a world away, from their hometown? It was a lot to think about before a nap.

Teresa Margolles’ benches will be on display on the Resnick North Lawn at LACMA until August 28, 2011. For more information go here.

Editorial Disclaimer: The author of this post received discounted or complementary admission to the above mentioned exhibition, courtesy of the host institution, organization or gallery.

Monday, March 15, 2010

Ain't that the truth

"The feeling on the streets now is the same as it is in most of the galleries: the sheer amount of work, and the mediocrity of most of it, can make the effort of sorting out the good from the bad too painful to contemplate."

Nocolai Ouroussoff in his review of a newly constructed Jean Nouvel building in Chelsea.

Thursday, February 11, 2010

A $150 Cynthia Rowley Label: Sew It Anywhere

As fashion week commences in New York, Eric Wilson from the New York Times talks to Cynthia Rowley and investigates how the designer is hoping to satisfy the ever growing “now now now” needs of consumers.

Friday, January 15, 2010

"We expect ourselves to be available"

An interesting perspective from a baby boomer on how "working" has evolved from yesterday's New York Times.

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Hmm...

"Among the defining attributes of now are ever tinier gadgets, ever shorter attention spans, and the privileging of marketplace values above all. Life is manically parceled into financial quarters, three-minute YouTube videos, 140-character tweets. In my pocket is a phone/computer/camera/video recorder/TV/stereo system half the size of a pack of Marlboros. And what about pursuing knowledge purely for its own sake, without any real thought of, um, monetizing it? Cute."


- Kurt Andersen via Vanity Fair

It's Whats For Dinner

A new cocktail I'm dying to try.

via The New York Times