some photo etchings by jo ganter

merry merry

keith arnatt, self burial

brancussi's studio

last week i went some places; more to follow i promise;

it literally took me months to realize that this Louise Hopkins whose work I keep seeing all over the place and loving, is actually my tutor that I had a really nice tutorial with a few weeks ago

like seriously, I'm an idiot.

Anyways heres a few shots of her work - lots of "drawing" or "works with paint" rather than being a "painter." She never starts on blank surfaces and her work largely involves erasure or concealment. It's also ridiculously hard to read from a small photo on a computer screen. I'll try to add descriptions later.

(sad)happy days(daze)

don't expect much these next couple weeks

(now really, I would warn you not to expect much ever)

i'll be in barcelona for the next week,

home to glasgow for three days, off to paris for a handful,

new york on the 15th and hopefully halifax by the 21st!

see you soon wherever you are.

sunset: 3:30 pm,

i am heading south in search of daylight,

not quite far south enough, but hey,

traces of thought and intimacy

When NASA first started sending astronauts into space, they realized that the ballpoint pen would not work at zero gravity. A million dollar investment and two years of tests resulted in a pen that would write in space, upside down, on any surface and at any temperature from below freezing to over 300 degrees centigrade. When confronted with the same problem, the Russians used a pencil.

i've got so much honey the bees envy me

happy birthday

from everyone

(photos by Philippe Halsman)

because these are prettier than just film stills

photos taken of my projections by the lovely francis lightbound

obviously my paper is going along at record pace

thanks apple,

also?

it's somewhat embarrassing that OpenOffice.org has neither "commodify" or "commodification" in its spellcheck/dictionary,

The Chicago Manual of Style: Quick Citation Guide

could everyone please start sending me more interesting/important/relevant text messages so that I can cite them in all my extremely important papers I am publishing;

i don't believe in evil faeries,

Tessa Farmer, another find at the Saatchi gallery. as you might imagine this case attracted and maintained a lot of attention from everyone who passed;

a playful, fun, sometimes violent, curious schema of an insect/faerie war;

the tiny human-like skeletons are made of tree roots and I can't imagine how specific and time consuming they are to make,

further proof of my mastery of the photographic medium of portraiture:

the saatchi gallery surprised me slightly. sure, there was plenty i didn't like, but there were also a few that i did.

these old found photographs with spirograph-esque embroidery were small, quite delicate, and really delightful.

the work is by Maurizio Anseri, italian born, living in london. upon looking him up on the internet here, i like most of what i see a lot less than i liked these two i saw in the flesh;

in case you are wondering where i have been, here is a brief overview:

tuesday: newcastle, the baltic arts centre, anselm kiefer,

wednesday: london, anish kapoor, the turner prize, louise bourgeois, urs fischer, etc etc

thursday: london, tate modern, rosa barba, ai weiwei, saatchi gallery, nine million other artists

friday: london, white chapel gallery, the atlas group,

saturday: london, curry and wine

i am home and i have a cold. i missed your silence immensely. updates to follow.

restating the obvious

allow me to share a phenomenal resource that I'm fairly sure anyone who reads this blog is already entirely aware of:

Art 21 puts out a new season every two years. There are five to date which are broken into 4 episodes (or themes), each covering 4 or 5 artists. It has great interviews as well as studio, gallery, and installation footage. And you can watch them all free online! Perfect research for a hungover Sunday?

You can browse and search by year, artist or theme. It is particularly nice to watch Louise Bourgeois as an old woman talk about art and feeling. Her presence and beauty transcends even a laptop screen with a glow of inspiration.

i want to go see this but i cant

i want to go see this but i cant
(kim morgan teaches at nscad, in the sculpture department)

animated

l'illusioniste, from the same man as the triplets de belville, since he moved to edinburgh

limbs unfurled

The first time I discovered Jenny Holtzer it was in the MoMA,

I walked past a bronze plaque that blended with the building, unremarkable,

but for the fact that it read;

Today in a drawing book I found this selection from LAMENTS;

THE NEW DISEASE CAME.

I LEARN THAT TIME

DOES NOT HEAL.

EVERYTHING GETS

WORSE WITH DAYS.

I HAVE SPOTS

LIKE A DOG.

I COUGH AND CANNOT

TURN MY HEAD.

I CONSIDER SLEEPING

WITH PEOPLE

I DO NOT LIKE.

I NEED TO LIE

BACK TO FRONT

WITH SOMEONE

WHO ADORES ME.

I WILL THINK MORE

BEFORE I CANNOT.

I LOVE MY MIND WHEN

IT IS FUCKING THE

CRACKS OF EVENTS.

I WANT TO TELL YOU

WHAT I KNOW

IN CASE IT IS OF USE.

I WANT TO GO TO

THE FUTURE PLEASE.

a peace project,

pre-storm; post-storm;

in the dark night we drank wine under photo-kit lighting, a peace pipe and treaty;

smoking shisha from a small tipi in the centre, making friends with sprinkles of rain

and talking of theatre school and home-made hair-cuts,

richard wright, the dean gallery in edinburgh,

for the easily distracted;

blurry tourist,

goodbye autumn;