Posts Tagged ‘art’
Delightful package of arty goodness arrived in the mail for yours truely from friend Eve Noir. Many thanks dear EVE!!
Art in the mail, more real than the internet and so much better than bills!
During the critique, when Peregine glanced askew and sneered that “Mark could have given her more” I saw that not only did she not want to take responsibility for her weak piece but she wanted to let Mark take the blame, at that moment I lost interest in her winning. Conniving, manipulation and deceit ala “Survivor” and Miles Mendenhall, puts a bad name to good art, were there any. While the judges apparently don’t see the goings on behind the scenes the public does and its hard to separate the art work from the artist behavior and attitude and one hopes that decency prevails. Because of its game show like format, its a matter of luck and one good piece, even Abdi stands a chance. And since Abdi and Nicole are the only two who havn’t tried to be underhanded my hope is that they will strike it lucky with an outrageously good idea and maybe even a strong work of art.
Mark seems unpretentious and allowed himself to be vulnerable at Peregine’s bidding. China Chow’s tears at the end probably had to do with recognizing Mark’s sincere effort and then being shot down, not sure, but for her to shake that icy demeanor had to mean she was touched…And honestly, while the heaven and hell topic was trite to begin with, Marks piece worked better to me than Peregrine’s grommetted, glittered gunky cigarette butts of a mess.
Jaclyn’s piece was suppose to be about masturbating while standing up but her posture read something else to me. The limp hand shrouding her pubic area and her pose with head thrown back appears to be an act of complete surrender and maybe shame (as a fig leaf would do, covering nudity) rather than control. This is after all what happens with an orgasm, a complete surrender of bodily function. I would be interested in what scholarly feminists in the know would say about that. It seems that the meekness of it in contrast to a powerful stance and confrontational stare, in the nude or not, might have been more effective if trying to convey feminine “control”. And oddly enough, Mile’s piece, which was suppose to convey masculine/out of control, showed literal, violent penetration, think what you will, but he did penetrate that wall with his fist.
Last nights episode of Work of Art, the next Great Artist, in my opinion was the weakest yet.
I don’t have much time to write because its a work day but I will say that I simply can not understand why Jamie Lynn did not get cut and why Nao did. Nao can be obnoxious but her piece was the only piece that illicit ed any reaction at all, it was disturbing and confusing which is more than anyone else did, nothing at all was shocking, and that was the premise, make a shocking work of art. Sex is not shocking and Jacklyn’s soft core porn pic with yellow stars is similar to a gazzillion of images on the internet, its only redeeming value was her using Eric’s idea to put a jar of sharpies available for people to write graffiti on the images, that was conceptual but not shocking. Boring.
Need to think about it some more, but got to get to the gallery, its a work day
Edit: I have to say, its great fun watching the show and love the various discussions over the web. Jerry Saltz one of the judges does a recap each week and in the comments Jaclynn defends herself: “Critique my piece as you like, but do not suggest I lack self-awareness without first reading my thoughts on the piece. If you still hate it, fine. If anyone watching the show is really interested in myself or any of the other artists – rather than just trashing us – go to our websites, read our blogs, then make your assessments.”
I still think her piece wasn’t strong enough to be in the top two, and the eliminations were not well chosen. Jamie Lynn should have been cut, her piece was not at all interesting or shocking, and neither was the girl in the rabbit suit.
There was some very funny moments throughout and I enjoyed listening to Serrano.
I know this is not art related but I feel like I should follow up about the dove and I promise to be back on the art track by this afternoon!
Baby Dove died last night. I saw it an hour earlier and it was opening its beak over and over and I thought it was hungry so I checked dove cam and it appeared that the momma or the male dove (who helps with feeding) had fed it about an hour earlier, but I guess it just wasn’t enough food, and the feeding had been infrequent and sporadic. I went online and found that I could feed it diluted gerber high protein baby food and I was going to go to the store and get it and try to feed it and bring it in from outside because it was too cold out and momma dove had not been sleeping with it to keep it warm. According to what I read it needed to be in 85 to 90 degree warmth, so they said use a light. by the time I went out to retrieve it (it was about an hour only) it had ants all over it and was dead. I cried a bit because I felt so bad that I failed to read all the indicators and should have read the detailed instructions sooner. I kept seeing its little beak opening and closing, which now I realize meant it was dying. I think I should not have put the nest on the ground but I was nervous that it would fall down from the pergola again, but I think the momma would have slept with it if I had left it in the pergola, maybe she was confused and thought it was at the stage where it was ready to fly because it was on the ground. I don’t know but it was really sad. If it ever happens again I will know exactly what to do, I mean those mourning doves nest about six times a year and have used the pergola over the years often. Anyway I wish I could quit thinking about it.
Tena Smith-Washington responds to the challenge:
Can you tell a lot about a person by the art that they create….?
“In my opinion no. Art is created for so many different reasons. Looking at another persons art is like listening to music. That sad romantic lost love ballad that breaks your heart every time you hear it. Then you learn the writer was lamenting over the loss of his favorite T shirt, stolen at the laundry mat. I think we inject our vision, truth, reality, intent in an attempt to connect at some level. At the same time disconnecting from our own work, Ask yourself, have you produced a work that exposed so much of your raw inner self that you could show no one? Few people see you as you see your self —but do you really see yourself?
Beautiful art can come from dark places and ugly people. Dark art can come from hopeful places.”
“Has the work matured or skills improved…?”
At 49 I’m not sure I like the word mature any more. I almost equate maturity with old age, thus immaturity with youth. What is wrong with youthful art? At 17 I had loads of ideas and little skill. Let’s not let maturity make us stale.
“Trying to view my work as thru new eyes…..”
No matter how I squint the view is the same.The word that comes to mind is Hopeful. Hopeful little works. Hopeful of acceptance — Hopeful … they wait to connect with another. It need not be ridgidly my vision or intent. Impose your will on them. Because art like beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
Artist Jessamyn responds to the challenge:
Jessamyn gives a thoughtful response to the challenge:
Do you find that the statement “You can tell a lot about a person by the art that they make” is true?
I think that art must tell you about the person that made it. Craft is different, craft can reflect fashion, or another person’s style, or can mimic other people’s work. Art is when it comes from within a person and brings something out into the open. For me, the process is what is beautiful, craft as art. Art can be thought-provoking and visceral and not be crafted at all, it can be conceptual or minimalist and be merely representational. But for me, craft is what makes art beautiful, seeing a piece and having a sense of the time the artist spent with it, imbued not just with the thoughts they have had about the work, but with all of their thoughts and daydreams and worries and all the energies that passed through their fingertips.
I was not a very successful art student, I could not find my voice. I have always been a crafter, and that has always embarassed me I think, because it’s not regarded as art, unless it’s ironic and kitsch. I have soldiered away for years, though, always working on something, for the process, because it’s good for thinking. Occasionally I have excelled at something, I became an accomplished calligrapher, and I was very good at needlework, but I never had a network to share it or explore it any further than what I could teach myself from books. The internet was a revelation. It really changed how I looked at what I was making.
In the past ten years I have developed a lot. Professionally, I have sold a lot online, and at one point developed a little following for my funny little dolls. I have opened an art gallery! What an amazing thing. I have maintained a public studio space for many years now. I have shown my work locally. Artistically, I am still very insecure that I will be exposed as a crafter. Craft is very valued in Ireland, but my craft is so traditional, I don’t have the art-school aesthetic. I kind of ground to a halt when I opened my shop, lost my way a little bit, lost the time to sit and think about it. But lately I’ve been so inspired, it’s like so much has come together in my head. I am so deeply in love with my craft right now. I think becoming a mother has been like the final puzzle piece in the picture of myself as a woman artist. I don’t take my craft for granted so much, I want to celebrate it. I still have self-doubt, and I still feel inadequate in many ways. But I am enjoying myself and feel very driven, and feel very in touch with my artistic voice.
This was really hard to write and took me a long time, an hour to write three paragraphs! I didn’t want to disappoint Tricia. I knew it would be good for me. I wish I could have expressed myself better.
Made from papier mache and mixed media The Trickster is so named because of its two sidedness.
It took me about two weeks to finish Rollerskater. She is a mixed media Hybrid.
Meet Hair Fire and Brimstone, Hallelujah.