Wednesday, October 15, 2014

trousers swedish bernardo




The urge to replicate may come from a natural reverence for the works of perceived "stars." 
You might give some thought to being your own star. Robert Genn


what a day.  Actually got into the studio and TY found a guy with a pickup to bring some extra furniture over so now things are getting even more congested there.  Seems like I am paying for a storage unit, not a studio.  i worked on a special post for the 27th (be sure to check back and see what's going on!)  and got some more work done on the Kantha landscape, and some chai taste tested from the Keureg.  It passed.  I also got some organizing done and some stuff thrown away-  like why did I have a tree branch painted with gesso?  And why was I holding onto a big box of teensy scraps?  I've had it for five years and never gone into it so out it goes.  Also tossed a window screen that will never be a pierced-earring stand, and  a ute bag of 'precious' lace that turned out to be machine made with holes all over. OUT!  GONE!  And will never be missed.  

'Gone' reminds me that we saw 'Gone Girl' last night and I really liked it-  at least until the end which I thought seemed unconnected to the rest of the plot.  Looks like maybe they did an audience survey to pick it because it was very unsettling in it's resolution.  Since I spend all my tv time watching the ID channel and the murders it covers, this was not out of my realm and it was easy for me to follow along with the psychopathic thinking.  Go, see it, and let me know what you think.  Ben Affleck can act like *I* can act, and tut's to say dismal, but he was sure buffed up for this role an came across as likable.

Tomorrow morning the photographer is coming to take the online pictures of the house.  I have lots to do to make the place clear before then. Today TY took one lamp to the repair shop and called the guy with the truck to move things over to the studio.  I guess I will stash the doggies in the studio by themselves while pictures are being taken, and warn the people in the office next door that THERE MAY BE BARKING.  Don't know what else to do, TY has a golf game and godforbid that would be set aside.


Wanna see some ahht?  Me too.  Escapism.



Ian Strange: Suburban is a multifaceted photography, film, installation exhibition and film project created by New York-based Australian artist Ian Strange. Between 2011 and 2013 Strange worked with a film crew and volunteers in Ohio, Detroit, Alabama, New Jersey, New York and New Hampshire to create, photograph and film seven site specific interventions incorporating suburban homes. The recording of these interventions through film and photographic documentation forms the basis of this new body of work.




Ian Strange’s site-specific artwork injects violent excitement into suburban areas, or drops the suburbs down smack in the middle of the city. With either strategy, his work comments on the drawl and deep isolation of the suburban life through paint and installation. In his most recent project, ‘Landed’ (made for the 2014 Biennial of Australian Art), Strange created a life size installation of approximately half a suburban home, painted entirely black, and made it to look as if it had either been dropped from the sky or was emerging from the ground in the Art Gallery of South Australia’s front courtyard. Details of gravel surrounding the home and a lit porch light add credibility to the realism of the scene.




Amish barn raising, stop motion, Ohio resident Scott Miller shot this timelapse video earlier this year of dozens of Amish men raising a barn. The entire construction cycle takes place between 7am and 5pm—with at least an hour for lunch—and yet the bulk of the work is done by the end of the day. Amazing to see how incredibly precise the entire endeavor is. 

No squirrels, no kangaroos, today it's a tricky MONKEY almost ready to swing solo through the trees:

1 comment :

deemallon said...

Just finished the book, "Gone Girl", which I wanted to read before seeing the flick... thanks for no spoilers, anyway... I did read in the NYer the criticism that the director hewed too closely to the book, particularly at the end?