Thursday, May 26, 2011

Tweaked Art

So I have always taken an interest in art that, due to a new method of display or a changed context around it, has a new implication/affect.  Nothing I've seen lately better exemplifies this state as much as the permanent artwork "I Dreamed I Could Fly" by Jonathan Borofsky in the MFA.  (Please click on the link to see the original artwork.) 

Currently in the Galleria, the wing this piece has hung in since 2001, there is major construction occurring.  Due to this, they have covered Borofsky's sculpture as a way to protect it, like so.

Now, Borofsky's intentions were to have the figures positioned in such a way that they were above the viewer.  On the MFA's website they have his intentions in his own words; "these figures 'are able to rise up and look down upon the whole planet … They … see and feel that human beings are all connected together and that we are all one-no divisions and no walls.'"

 Let's not just talk about disassociation here, let's really just get at how creepy these sculptures are now that they've been bagged and tagged during construction.  No feelings of unity come to me when viewing this...

But that's what I love about this kind of repurposed influence.  These sculptures currently raise feelings of distance, separation, maybe even death, confinement and lack of independence.  I'd go so far as to say it looks like it's raining zombies in trash bags.  Completely not the artist's goal.  I love these situations of tweaked art, particularly in that it reminds me how there is no guarantee a viewer will interpret a work according to the artist's intentions.
 I'm sure the bagging of Borofsky's work won't last long, but while it lasts, boy is this a moment of severely imposed dadaism on fine art.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Gettin' outta Dodge

I took a road trip today to the MFA - Museum of Fine Art in Boston.  They recently opened a new addition which more than doubles the size of the museum, it is pretty fantastic.  One of the premier shows to open in their new space has been the much-anticipated Dale Chihuly exhibition.  After spending large amounts of time living in Seattle in close proximity to several glassblowers, I think I may have a less than stellar opinion of the man Chihuly, but that does not detract from the installations that I saw today.  It is a fantastic thing to see this glass in person, the scale is quite remarkable.  A highly recommended show!

This is a view looking directly above in a room where the installation was on the ceiling.  The glass was laid on top of panes, below the light source, imitating stained glass.  The room was rainbowey.  The collection of glass suspended included these discs, vases, figures of animals, not just weird amorphous shapes.

Pretty sweet stuff.  The rest of my day was spent driving, getting lost in Boston, and heading here;
One of my favorite places in any city: Chinatown.  On the way over I spotted some pretty sweet graffiti, and luckily got a picture of it before heading home. 

Monday, May 23, 2011

Coolest website I've found all week

So this site is worth checking out;
John and John from They Might Be Giants promoted it, and boy are there some winners on here!  The site is two girls pairing up photos with TMBG lyrics, pretty fantastic.  I have included my three favorites below.  Have a good week!

Friday, May 13, 2011

Wallpaper Day!

So I finally wallpapered over this boring ivy paper up in the kitchen.  The area really is just the splashboard above the countertop, but it looks pretty snazzy now.  I found two rolls of reddish flowery print at a yard sale for cheap!  It's a sweet design, with flowers circles and hearts.  I had to get wallpaper paste to put the beast up.  Here's some pics.  Good day!

Pretty sweet!

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

...Now What Do I Do?

Classes are over.  Week's been crap.  Insert cute drawing here to break the mood! Hope y'all are well  :)

Saturday, May 7, 2011

Typical Saturday Pastime

...So I went yard sale-ing today with Mom in celebration of Mother's Day festivities.  Unfortunately we got on the road late and found almost nothing out and about in Canaan, NH of all places.  A town like this, you assume going into the deal that all you're going to find is a gigantic box of McDonalds toys for 25 cents each, maybe some old rusty tools, piles of stuff that people are either too embarrassed to admit that they bought for themselves or thankful to be getting rid of the crap someone else gave them.  So of course I found nothing...except a badass pile of cassette tapes to play in my car. 
New collection now includes Joan Jett, Belinda Carlisle, Carole King, A-ha!, and the soundtrack to the Big Chill.  And I realized, as I was happily driving away with my new stash, that these are not new, they are actually so old one could consider them antiques.  Can you buy a 'new' tape nowadays?  I really don't think so.  (Let's not go into the poor woman trying to sell her 8-tracks.)  And if you're lucky enough to find some that have not been melted by the sun or used so much they play a high pitched whine even between songs, you know you've lucked out.  So hopefully I've lucked out.  Tomorrow we'll see how rocking they are on my sweet stereo system.  Pictures and details to ensue.

Thursday, May 5, 2011

"Pop!" Published in the Brooklyn Review

"Pop!"  2008
My illustration will be published in this year's edition of the Brooklyn Review!  This is the first time this illo will be published.  I believe the Review is going to print this weekend.  Very excited!  This publication is art directed by my friend Julia Cocuzza, a great artist in her own right.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Decomposition vs. Composition

How pretty.  

These are pictures of marine pipes with years of enamel paint being eaten off by rust, the elements, and general use.

Amazingly, the colors are still vibrant after who knows how long.  Even the rust is such a contrast, it shows up beautifully.  What a difference this is from fine art or even graffiti, both constructs of art that are 'made.'  This pipe decomposed into this gorgeous look, after several coats of enamel was applied to prevent looking like this, cover signs of aging.

Ultimately these pipes stacked in a shipyard will most likely be thrown away, not useful with holes eaten out of them as can be seen.  So where is the art?
In the years of reapplied enamel?
In the time it took for layers of paint to be eaten away?
In the replacing of this original pipe with a new batch?
In the moment I took to snap photos of them before they become trash?
Or in the sharing of these images with you?
Or is there no art here, as can be inferred as soon as these pipes are trucked to the landfill.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

A Santa the Size of Godzilla

I've driven by this truck before but finally got the chance to take a picture!  This particular Santa has been lost for a good year at least, that's how long that truck's been parked.  So if you or someone you know has seen this Santa, you know who to call.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Website is back up!

I will be working on a different format over the next few weeks, but the site is back up!
Here it is:

acrylic and ink on paper, 2008