Showing posts with label Christian Marclay. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christian Marclay. Show all posts

Saturday, April 6, 2013

Art Desserts on My Mind

Today I should be in Columbus, Ohio at the Wexner watching another 5 hours of Christian Marclay's The Clock. Alas, the NYC field trip set me back and I must spend the weekend catching up on the cat scrapbook and my portfolio for Photolucida. In the meantime, I live vicariously through SFMOMA's installation of Marclay's video this week and the cookies that were made for the opening:



(via)

Also, in conjunction with Kenny Scharf's opening at Paul Kasmin Gallery, the Doughnut Plant and Kreemart reproduced Scharf's doughnut paintings in an edible format.


All of this is making me look forward to my once a year doughnut that will soon be consumed here next week.

Saturday, February 16, 2013

"The Clock" Marathon

How much do I love Christian Marclay's The Clock? An awful lot. This article in the New Yorker is one of my favorite profiles and I reread it before taking the trek to the Wexner in Columbus. I first saw The Clock at the Venice Bienale in 2011. I was glued to the sweat stained Ikea couch for 1.5 hours and only pried myself away in the middle of the afternoon because there were so many other exhibitions to see. Long story short, I could have watched it for hours. Lucky for me, I had an opportunity this winter (and again in early April).



Waiting for Drew and Amelia to arrive - first clock portrait of the day on my microwave.


Counterclockwise from left: Amelia, Drew, Larry (he stayed home), Maura, and me leaving for Columbus.


Surprise, surprise... clocks available for purchase at the Wexner's gift store.


Another clock portrait (sparing everyone several others): Amelia, Maura, Corrinne, and Matt waiting for the conversation with the artists to commence.


Third row view of a conversation with Christian Marclay and Josiah McElheny. One of my favorite quotes from this event came from Marclay: ""when you deal with history, there is always a lot of fiction involved." I also enjoyed hearing how he initially wanted to present the piece at an airport or train station but that involved many restrictions and he refused to censor himself. Marclay also revealed that the couches are used as an individual viewing experience, not like the auditorium where we gather together to see a projection. The moment Marclay said "this is not a marathon piece," Amelia and I simultaneously responded with "sounds like a challenge."

I knew I wanted to see the second hand strike midnight. In addition, it was important to witness as much of the video past normal museum hours as future viewing can always take place from 11-5 pm.

How does one prepare for an art watching marathon? We put a lot of thought into this. It involved using the restroom prior to standing in line and a small bag of trail mix. One giant oversight on my part is that I didn't have dinner but after watching Hollywood eat repeatedly in front of me for 2 hours, I was very hungry by the time I left. I walked in with the mentality that I was flying across the country with a window seat and two people sleeping beside me that I didn't want to disturb.




It was difficult to see in the darkness but I managed to scrawl notes once I finally found a seat. Here they are transcribed below (as 5.5 hours was a very long time, my thoughts grow more brief and less coherent):

6:28 PM: First in line, two minute wait. 30 minutes standing in back of the room before I found a seat.

General Observations: I am surprised at how anxious this video makes me - I want time to move forward faster and faster and there is hardly any rest.

Knowing that Marclay made this in London with access only to videos and DVDs in the UK is informative. There are many English actors and film clips.

It is shocking to see how young many of the actors are (which made me feel older no thanks to the continual passing of time).

I love all the references to inexact time. For instance, "it's a few minutes past 7" is spliced in between transitions of 7:02 and 7:07 PM. Another small detail that occurred on a couple of occasions is people's encounters with clocks that are wrong and their overwhelming urge to change time (Marlon Brando was the first).

In the gallery: Logistically it is fascinating to see jockeying for seats. The noise from the reception is very loud and interferes with the sound. The couches are the same Ikea versions found in the Venice installation.

Frequent references: Flight delays. Who comes out at night? Super heroes, comic book characters, James Bond and Tom Cruise.

General Observation: I am thinking that Marclay can never watch a movie in the same way again. Does he constantly see new clips he wish he had included? Would he consider making this again in 20 years? If not, I am sure another artist will.

Oh yes. I remember why I hated Sean Penn so much when he was younger.

Frequent references: Dinner hours are punctuated by eating soup and the lighting of candles. Nokia flip phones.

General Observation: It gets dark so early. I saw the sunset at 6:45 PM and it hasn't been light outside since. It makes me think that seasons play a role in addition to hours. I only saw two references to daylight existing after 6:45 and they occurred at 8:07 and 8:58 PM and they felt out of place.

Ancient reference to the past: I had forgotten that there was a phone number you could dial with a recorded voice telling you the time (always used after power outages). Is that ever passé.

Frequent references: dressing up in tuxedos. Vincent Price.

8:09 PM: Charlton Heston put on an 8-track.

8:15 PM: Johnny Depp's first appearance of the evening.

People are finally done eating dinner (yes!) and now it's time to attend a play or the symphony.

Question: How many people still carry pocket watches?

General Observation: 8-9 PM feels so late in the movies.

8:35 PM: Johnny Depp's second appearance.

The Twilight Zone at last!

8:43 PM: A very young Eli Wallach with a mustache sighting.

In the gallery: At last it is quiet in the hallway. There is no line up of people standing behind me [later I learned from Amelia that Christian Marclay was positioned directly behind me for a few minutes].

Frequent references: Jimmy Stewart and Pierce Brosnan.

8:58 PM: My old Mickey Mouse watch arrives on the scene.

9 PM: Full frontal nudity.

9:04 PM: Amelia and Drew left for dinner. I am the only marathon runner left. There are only seven others in the room with me.

Murders are now occurring en masse. Funny how genres of films start to equate to times of day. There are very few Westerns scenes included in the dark.

Dexter!

General observation: This is my time of day but I do not relate to much of what Hollywood portrays happening now.

9:30 PM: out comes the liquor.

General observation: Starting to think of how few clocks I have around the house in comparison to what I see before me.

9:48 PM: Edward Norton's first appearance of two.

Bette Davis might be the woman that pops up most often. Also Naomi Watts.

Aside from drinking, night time provides many instances of card playing and eating straight out of the refrigerator.

Around 10 PM guns are now prominent.

10:01 PM: First execution.

10:04 PM: Oh how I loved Back to the Future when I was a kid.

Frequent references: nightmares, horror movies, tub soaking, and John Cusack. Also, the later it gets, the more older movies are incorporated.

10:18 PM: 3 hours and 18 minutes of sitting down. I finally stand up again!

General observations: So glad subtitles are never provided. The sound overlapping into each scene is indeed masterful [by this time Maura has returned and is sitting next to me]. One starts to think of clock styles after watching this for so long. Many people winding grandfather clocks and also featured are some gaudy (read hideous) versions from the 1960s.

10:25 PM I took the following photograph and later tweeted "I am the marathon."


10:44 PM: Another Johnny Depp sighting.

10:50 PM: The gallery is back to standing room only. An older woman who is the only one in this room that has been stationed here long enough to rival me, brought a neck pillow. Clearly, I am ill prepared!

Frequent references: Robert De Niro. Metronomes, hourglasses and swinging guillotine blades.

11 PM: So many people are asleep at this time in the movies (rather startling).

Question: Where are all the heist flicks? Those are always dependent on the clock.

11:14 PM: Cat count = 3.

11:31 PM: Really wondering if my eyes can handle watching a screen much longer. Growing very weary.

General observations: If people are not drinking, committing murders or sleeping, they are lying in bed watching television. There are so many stopwatches with animals on them. My favorite is a hen pecking the time that is featured at least twice.

11:40 PM: Godzilla!

11:42 PM: Final Johnny Depp sighting of the night.

Question: Do men still pass along watches to their sons as valuable possessions?

A few minutes to midnight: time to walk along building ledges.

11:55 PM: Moment my brother would most enjoy - Bruce Banner turning into the Incredible Hulk.

11:59 PM - 12 AM: Fantastic! Celebrations, explosions, murders, and numerous clock faces flashing by quickly.

12:05 AM: Calling it a night.

12:10 AM: The view while waiting for Drew, Amelia, and Maura to appear:


After hearing Marclay reveal that 5 AM was the hardest to complete, I am compelled to return and see the hours of 5 - 10 AM. I oscillated back and forth between finishing night but I think I want to witness the times when I am hardly awake. When The Clock leaves Ohio, I will have spent 12 hours in front of it. Chances are no other artwork will ever come this close.

Sunday, January 27, 2013

Emoji Art History: The Not So Serious Side Project (Part 1)

It began during finals week at the end of last semester while lying in bed unable to sleep. Deliriously I began recreating works of art with the Emoji app on my iPhone and posted 18 of the results on Instagram. I stopped for a month but kept thinking of new ones. Five weeks later with the new Postcard Collective Winter submission deadline looming, I revisited it. I settled on a form, deciding that I would simulate texting the artist at the top and include only the title of the artwork below. There are many limitations of Emoji - unfortunately there are not enough icons to create some of my favorite artworks (I am still wishing I could do more with Duchamp). Here are 28 in no particular order with a list of 15 others to attempt (coming soon).



Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: David Hockney



Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: Walter De Maria


Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: Yves Klein (with a little help from a friend)


Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: Wayne Thiebaud



Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: Vincent van Gogh


Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: Sol LeWitt


Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: Sherrie Levine


Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: Roy Lichtenstein


Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: Robert Smithson


Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: Maurizio Cattelan


Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: Mark Di Suvero


Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: Marcel Duchamp


Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: John Baldessari


Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: Jeff Koons


Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: Janine Antoni


Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: Henri Rousseau


Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: Grant Wood


Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: Georgia O'Keeffe


Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: Frida Kahlo


Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: Felix Gonzalez-Torres


Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: Eleanor Antin


Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: Ed Ruscha


Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: Damien Hirst


Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: Christian Marclay (made while staring at Marclay during an artists' conversation at the Wexner Art Center last night)


Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: Andy Warhol




Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: Edvard Munch




Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: Maya Lin



Jacinda Russell, Emoji Art History: Tom Friedman

One of my favorite parts was pretending for a few brief minutes that I did indeed have all these artists as contacts in my phone.

Thursday, January 24, 2013

The Clock: Prepping for the Art Pilgrimage


I am rereading Zadie Smith's "Killing Orson Wells at Midnight" before this weekend's jaunt to Columbus. I will do everything I possibly can to see it at 12 AM: green tea, snacks, etc.

An excerpt from the above article: "Naturally everyone wants to see midnight. “Why does it always happen at midnight?” asks a young man by a fireplace, underneath a carriage clock. “Because it does!” replies his friend. In the run-up, only Juliette Binoche in France is able to remain calm: quietly, foxily, ironing a bag of laundry, while wearing a bra-less T-shirt. In America everyone’s going crazy. Both Bette Davis and Joan Crawford start building to climaxes of divadom early, at around a quarter to the hour. Jaws going, eyeballs rolling. At ten to midnight Farley Granger looks utterly haunted, though I suppose he always looked that way. At three minutes to midnight people start demanding stays of execution: “I want to speak to the governor!” And the violins start, those rising violins, slashing at their strings, playing on our midnight angst."

Columbus, here we come (almost)!

Saturday, April 21, 2012

National Record Store Day



Lisa Milroy, Records, 1989



Christian Marclay, Guitar Neck, 1992




Christian Marclay, Footsteps, 1989



Robert Rauschenberg, Record design for Talking Heads' Speaking in Tongues (via)



Sunday, August 7, 2011

Venice Biennale at the Arsenale

I am becoming especially adept at getting lost in Venice. It was a very long walk over to the Arsenale from the Giardini keeping this fact in mind. Everything I read about the Italian Pavilion was true - it was awful, overwhelming, and too much exhibited in once space to focus on anything. I tried and failed. One of the highlights of the Corderie/Artiglierie was the location. It featured old and new machinery from the old shipyard and was right next to the lagoon. A highlight were the remains from the GELITIN performance that took place the opening week of the biennial.



I devoted 1:50 - 2:50 PM to Christina Marclay's The Clock and it lived up to every moment of the hype. I could have spent a couple more hours in front of this video but needed to see the rest of the exhibitions as my ticket was only good for that day. The sheer amount of clocks, references to passing time, and reintroducing clips from the same movie so they appear in real time (in just the hour I saw) was incredible! I couldn't look at a watch on a person's arm the same way again for the rest of the day. Another reason why I loved this video is that I'm guaranteed never to see it in its entirety so I'll always wonder what took place in the hours I couldn't view. My phone never reverted to Italian time, so I've been spending my days adding six hours to whatever time it says. Walking into The Clock and knowing exactly what time it was, was reassuring. There were 12 white Ikea couches constantly rotating with people. Here is an image from Manfredi Bellati of the installation:



Urs Fischer's wax sculptures were also one of my favorite pieces to see this day. This is what his self-portrait looked like 1.5 months into the exhibition (here's to wondering how long it will continue to burn as the Biennale is up through November and it was 2/3rds of the way through in July).



The one thing I was annoyed with is how his head fell in such a "placed" position compared to all the other parts of his body. I know full well that this was arranged by someone to show that it indeed was a person's lifelike figure at one point but it was slightly insulting to view in that format.



This is what the sculpture looked near the opening:




Here is the large Untitled sculpture that looked like it went through violent destruction before my arrival:



Before:


[Both early Urs Fischer images via.]

I also enjoyed Jean-Luc Mylayne's bird photographs and had to show two images in one since the reflections were hard to contend with.



Unfortunately, there was no place to float postcards ANYWHERE in the vicinity of the Giardini or the Arsenale. That is my job to find tomorrow. There are plenty of exhibitions associated with the Biennale throughout the city. I will have to find the place.



Venice at night (twice) near the Arsenale.