Sunday, December 11, 2011
Friday, December 9, 2011
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Daniel Carter/ Shahzad Ismaily/ Indigo Street @ Cafe Zebulon.
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Underemployed - who isn't? Or what isn't. I always feel a tinge of guilt for the lemon zester and melon baller in the kitchen drawer, they could use more work. I believe it was Dave Hickey that described de Kooning as the "golden tool" (in a good way) of the 29th c. that no one really knew what to do with. (Need to check my facts on that but it's close.) Underemployed is a thoughtful group show curated by the artist Josh Blackwell who also has his own charming sewn yarn on plastic bag works in the exhibition. Underemployed extends to a materiality as in Images can be seen at Zürcher Studio.
Monday, October 24, 2011
Specificity does not necessarily result in accuracy. I made a drawing from a very blurry photo. It was a very detailed drawing trying to avoid copying the photo. Ironically in an effort to avoid making a photo-like drawing I drew the details from memory and ended up with a more photo-like drawing than the photo! A friend remedied this: he shook the drawing while I photographed it. This friendly collaboration was the perfect culmination of our years of experience - Resulting in a photo-realistic drawing from a fuzzy photo then re-photographed to appear like an exact drawing of an inexact photo and hence a perfect copy. We managed to elaborately reproduce exactly what I was trying to avoid and we did so perfectly, or should it be accurately.
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Thursday, October 20, 2011
‘The sun never knew how great it was until it struck the side of a building." Louis Kahn
...And I would add or the side of Junction / Cycle a sculpture by Richard Serra currently on view in NYC.
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
I went in search of a studio space and I was handed the keys to the door of enlightenment....
|The door to enlightenment|
|The view from enlightenment|
That was listed in Craig's List under "Temporary Sublet" and it has a view.
Thursday, October 13, 2011
|Varvara Stepanova, Figure, 1921, oil on canvas|
It was time to look at all the paintings that were not drawing a crowd. It was time to discover all the lonely paintings. de Kooning had a Cedar Tavern cool crew packed in and around each brush stroke. There was no room for the paintings to greet each other o the wall let a lone a visitor see them.
But one floor away...Stepanova was dancing!
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
|Detail Laleh Khorramian: Atom Fables from the performance |
with Shahzad Ismaily
|Detail Laleh Khorramian: Atom Fables from the performance|
with Shahzad Ismaily
Names for tonight's full moon:
|October||Harvest Moon||Hunter's Moon||Travel Moon, Dying Grass Moon, Blood Moon||Kojagiri or Sharad Purnima,lakshmi puja||Vap Poya|
|Introduction on NYC High Line for Atom Fables curated by Ballroom Marfa|
Monday, September 19, 2011
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
|Julie Ryan, Echolocation, 2011, Gouache on paper, 41x31cm|
|Julie Ryan, You May Feel a Little Pinch, 2011, Gouache on paper, 41x31cm|
|Julie Ryan, Bat Breath, 2011, Gouache on paper, 41x31cm|
|Julie Ryan, One Orange Candle, 2011, Gouache on paper, 41x31cm|
Sunday, September 4, 2011
“…A Rare thing, fine as a beeswing.” Beeswing song by Richard Thompson
Have you ever really looked closely at a beeswing? This fineness may hold true for rareness and as a lyric in a song but if you get one of those beeswing stuck between your teeth it can be a real bugger to get out! A few years ago I cut my finger on a sugar cube and I think it is a cosmically comparable experience to the beeswing-between-teeth scenario that occurred this weekend.
1932 news about bees
Because this weekend was Honey Harvest and I was nipping at a pile of oozing honey and comb when the fine beeswing found me! I harbor mostly allergic and allegoric relationships to bees and was thrilled to expand experientially at my first ever Harvest. I also highly recommend that if you happen to have lost track of a dear friend in the world the best place to reunite is in a garage cutting and scratching honeycomb…thank you for the invitation Al!
And thank you Kurt and Rita for being urban beekeepers!
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Saturday, August 20, 2011
Saturday, July 30, 2011
In 1998 I raced from Newark Airport to the lobby of the Gramercy Hotel in order to meet and interview the musician Richard Buckner for a magazine I worked for at the time. This was a completely spontaneous interview therefor I was ill prepared by having nothing to record the interview with. Nonetheless being both professionals and perhaps creatures of the night the interviewed ensued. In subsequent years I have seen and heard Buckner repeated times and various venues and our conversation has never ended and our interview is yet to be published. (Note to self: locate RB interview.)
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
23 June, 2011
Marc Ribot's Ceramic Dog
@ Le Poisson Rouge
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Friday, July 15, 2011
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Thursday, June 16, 2011
I went to bed a bit on the early side last night but this in no way justified waking up at 4:00 this morning. I remained in bed wishing to be pondering the life of Montaigne, thoughts on Rumi or Indian Philosophy as some of the book titles around me suggest I might be. Instead I am strapped with the nature of my personal reality being kept awake in my mind’s very own hamster wheel.
I am distressed to be thinking about things I have no control over. It is not like I am worried because "Oh, maybe I left the keys in the car!" I know I left the keys in the car and I am worried if it will still be there when we get back. I want new thoughts. I want to freshen my mind and I think I will meditate myself back to sleep. Clear the mind…. this state lasts approximately 20 seconds when I decide in order to change my thinking I need to do something I have never done before.
So it is in my zombie-morning-state wearing an oversized Notorius B.I.G. t-shirt, leggings and a red ribbon in my hair that I trek down the hall to the elevator and push “R” and the mechanized voice recognizes my destination and says “Roof Top Terrace.”