this is how i felt on the tram this morning...
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Friday, July 8, 2011
chenille-oves you (yeah, yeah... yeah)
i have a five year old girl's love for this stuff
this one looks like iced-vovos
(but is actually called, Raspberry and Pink Carnation Plush Loops, Swirls and Lines)
not sure how i could have got that so very wrong?
i found a a world of chenille, unhappily clipped into charming pieces that add up to nothing unless you buy lots of them, and stitch them back together again.
someone's been busy with the scissors and the cash-register, i think. some pieces are labelled "very rare" - perhaps because of the scissor/cash-regiser mentality?
this one looks like iced-vovos(but is actually called, Raspberry and Pink Carnation Plush Loops, Swirls and Lines)
not sure how i could have got that so very wrong?
i found a a world of chenille, unhappily clipped into charming pieces that add up to nothing unless you buy lots of them, and stitch them back together again.
someone's been busy with the scissors and the cash-register, i think. some pieces are labelled "very rare" - perhaps because of the scissor/cash-regiser mentality?
nicer swatches here, in a book about louise bourgeois's fabric works
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
ffffalling through the rabbit hole
i love the ffffound site
you click on an image and it leads to thousands more
like falling down the rabbit hole & going through the looking glass all at the same time
today i fell through these,
she fawns in a murmur of milk
via
per temeritas
via
something changed
via
i am gracie
via all trains finish there
via wallpaper/
you click on an image and it leads to thousands more
like falling down the rabbit hole & going through the looking glass all at the same time
today i fell through these,
she fawns in a murmur of milk
viaper temeritas
viasomething changed
viai am gracie
via all trains finish there
thomas demand curates at villa paloma, monaco
click through to fall into/through the visual landscapes of other minds
click through to fall into/through the visual landscapes of other minds
Friday, June 24, 2011
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
the sad truth ... but!
sister corita saves the day, via my love for you is a stampede of horses and the museum of craft and folk art
Friday, June 17, 2011
basquiat
the painters and dockers used to have a song about basia bonkowski, who compered rock around the world on 0/28 (as it was then)
i mention this only because i started singing basquiat to the same tune in my head
i watched a cool documentary on sbs 2 (as it is now) about basquiat's artistic life.
his work was described as carnal.
i find it more visceral than carnal.
it featured interviews with basquiat's contemporaries including his girlfriend/muse from his early years, jennifer clement.
she's written a book, widow basquiat: a love story
she seemed cool. recounting stories of how they met in a sleazy bar,
a dive and that she was a bit scared at first because he was wearing a "big coat" and looked like he was homeless
the doco has lots of black & white footage of jean-michel basquiat strolling the new york streets in his big coat, jazz in the background.
he was in a band called gray for a while
it shows some of his initial graffiti work, as samo (same old shit)
which feels more like pop-up philosophy or poetry
there's footage of an interviewer asking what the was the last thing he wrote, a cheeky looking basquiat says, which of the following is omnipresent? a) television b) the church c) mcdonalds d) samo
and he grins
some discussion of basquiat/samo, banksy, graffiti, artists cross that fine line
the doco mentioned that he grew up in brooklyn and that his mother, matilde, would take him "across the bridge" to manhattan where they would visit MOMA, the guggenheim, the metropolitan museum of art
an ideal art education
i think this comes through in his wonderful confident lines
his bravurra
basquiat's last works before his death
there was quite a bit of discussion of premonition of death
and dying before 30 (he died at the rock-god age of 27)
an excerpt from basquiat - a quick killing in art, by phoebe hoban, via nytimes
i mention this only because i started singing basquiat to the same tune in my head
i watched a cool documentary on sbs 2 (as it is now) about basquiat's artistic life.his work was described as carnal.
i find it more visceral than carnal.
it featured interviews with basquiat's contemporaries including his girlfriend/muse from his early years, jennifer clement.she's written a book, widow basquiat: a love story
she seemed cool. recounting stories of how they met in a sleazy bar,
a dive and that she was a bit scared at first because he was wearing a "big coat" and looked like he was homeless
the doco has lots of black & white footage of jean-michel basquiat strolling the new york streets in his big coat, jazz in the background.
he was in a band called gray for a while
it shows some of his initial graffiti work, as samo (same old shit)
which feels more like pop-up philosophy or poetry
there's footage of an interviewer asking what the was the last thing he wrote, a cheeky looking basquiat says, which of the following is omnipresent? a) television b) the church c) mcdonalds d) samoand he grins
some discussion of basquiat/samo, banksy, graffiti, artists cross that fine line
the doco mentioned that he grew up in brooklyn and that his mother, matilde, would take him "across the bridge" to manhattan where they would visit MOMA, the guggenheim, the metropolitan museum of artan ideal art education
i think this comes through in his wonderful confident lines
his bravurra
basquiat's last works before his death
there was quite a bit of discussion of premonition of deathand dying before 30 (he died at the rock-god age of 27)
an excerpt from basquiat - a quick killing in art, by phoebe hoban, via nytimes
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