Tuesday, August 14, 2012
Postcard Collective & Collections
Clockwise from top left: Sheila Newbery, Amelia Morris, and Camden Hardy.
I was so busy this summer that I knew I didn't have time to participate in the Summer Postcard Collective exchange. I didn't realize it until much later that the theme was "collections." I could have whipped something out in my sleep had I known that! Just kidding - that's not the way I operate. Many thanks to the people that sent me a card anyway. I'll be back for the Fall exchange. Indeed I will.
Monday, August 13, 2012
Globes Part 4
Andrew B. Myers (I love this work - check out his website)
Lori Nix, Map Room, 2010
Matthew Gambler, From Any Color You Like
Meggan Gould from Small Moments
Rachel Hulin, Globe
Rachel Phillips
Rune Guneriussen, There is no earthly explanation, 2008
Sarah Malakoff, Untitled (Interior Blizzard, Roslindale, MA), 2005
Seba Kurtis
Shawn Records
From an abandoned Russian school via
Fred Wilson, Atlas
Le Globe Celeste, Paris, 1900 via
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Globes: Part 3 "Us"
I took a quick photograph of this globe located here. One point to note is that "here" (Ellsworth, Maine) was not where "us" is located. Is "us" there temporarily or is that where "us" longs to be? "Us" is a funny word to use rather than the standard "you are here" phrase, or star or arrow because it is never effective if the globe travels elsewhere. "Us" becomes as obselete as the changing borders and names of countries on the globe the moment it is marked. All of a sudden "us" becomes "them" and the current viewers are excluded. How odd to call someone "us" when it does not include you or me. Of course "us" is also the abbreviation of the USA which makes the equation far more complex (and not without a fair dosage of ego).
Anyway... I've been thinking of this globe and comparing it to the necessity for people to mark their territory - not unlike the need for some people to write in the margins of books. More globes to come... I've collected many since the past two installments.
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Vincennes University Installation
This week marked a 30 hour trip to Vincennes where I started the installation of the exhibition The Object Transformed. Never did I realize that the wunderkammer would have staying power. This is its fifth exhibition!
This was the first chance for me to see the mammoth paper bags together (not rolled up in a box). I'm really thankful they can be viewed as a grid. Thanks to Morgan Ford Willingham for the opportunity to show my work in this gallery! More photographs will follow next month when I return for the closing reception.
Friday, August 10, 2012
Clear Water Sample - Jordan Pond, Acadia National Park, Maine
Pemaquid Lighthouse, Maine [three kinds of clear including the tide pool "salad" in the foreground]
After visiting countless areas with clear water and forgetting to take a photograph, I finally wrote myself a reminder at Jordan Pond near the end of the week. Hannah and I spent a great deal of conversation talking about what constituted a pond versus a lake (concluding that the naming of this pond is largely a fallacy when it resembles an infinitely larger body of water).
After taking a hike on the Jordan Cliffs followed by the summit of Mt. Penobscot, my reminder had worn off but here is the view from the pond from above.
The clear water sample on Jordan Pond with the Bubbles in the background. Fortunately, I remembered (though it was close). Ironically, humans are forbidden to touch this water as it is the drinking source for the surrounding community. I tried hard not to contaminate it by taking this sample but I'm sure all the boats we saw did a little more damage than me filling a Dasani bottle.
Thanks to Hannah for acting as hand model.
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Maine
JR by Hannah Barnes, near Portland, Maine, 2009
Last summer I devoted myself to a project entitled From Venice Beach to the Venice Biennale. This summer I inadvertently scheduled two vacations that could be called From Portland, Oregon to Portland, Maine. I've only visited Maine once in the dead of winter in December 2009. Snow on the beach was startling and although beautiful for a moment, not what I imagine the coast to be.
I'm searching for another clear water sample on the East coast. I hope to climb a mountain Thoreau scaled in the 1840s. I hope not to feel the bone chilling cold that typified my first visit. I hope to understand why people love this state of Maine.
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Ready for Vincennes University Solo Show
The amount of time these three Word docs took to make will remain nameless. All 86 pieces are packed and ready to go! One of the things they don't teach you in art school is that you must know how to drive a cargo van. Yes indeed....
Sunday, July 29, 2012
"Nine Fake Cakes & Nine Bodies of Water" Self-Published Book at Last!
Check out the preview below and click on the link underneath it if you are interested in ordering one.
Mr. Wilson's Cabinet of Wonder by Lawrence Weschler
I should have read this book in 2006 while working on the wunderkammer but better late than never. The Museum of Jurassic Technology, along with finding John Baldessari's house, is one of the must-sees next time I am in Los Angeles. The odd hours Mr. Wilson keeps have never aligned with my schedule and it therefore becomes a more sought after location to visit when I've tried twice ending in failure. Plus, it's right next to the CLUI which I absolutely have to visit as well (one can't only visit the Wendover location and not see the real source!).
Some highlights from Mr. Wilson's Cabinet of Wonder include:
"The visitor to the Museum of Jurassic Technology continually finds himself shimmering between wondering at (the marvels of nature) and wondering whether (any of this could possibly be true). And it's that very shimmer, the capacity for such delicious confusion, Wilson sometimes seems to suggest, that may constitute the most blessedly wonderful thing about being human."
I enjoyed Weschler's investigations on whether or not the wall text in the museum was indeed true. He and Errol Morris most certainly have something in common as their research approaches obsessiveness. They call, they visit, and they must get to the bottom of everything. Eventually Weschler gives up and accepts the museum as it is but chronicles the path thoroughly.
"Ever since the late Renaissance... these sorts of collections got referred to as kunst- und Wunderkammern. Technically, the term describes a collection of a type that's pretty much disappeared today - with the exception, perhaps of the Jurassic - where natural wonders were displayed alongside works of art and various man-made feats of ingenuity. It's only much later, in the nineteenth century, that you see the breakup into separate art, natural history, and technology museums. But in the earlier collections, you had the wonders of God spread out there cheek-by-jowl with the wonders of man, both presented as aspects of the same thing, which is to say, the Wonder of God."
I didn't realize that separation of art museums from history and technology was as late as the 19th century. If I could step back in time and see just one of these culminations.... That paragraph lends a little more history to what I didn't know about the inception of the modern day museum.
In his notes, Weschler also outlines the top ranking of "one-of-a-kind museums" compiled by Weissman Travel Reports in 1995. The Mütter Museum (one of my favorites) topped the list but these also sound intriguing: Museum of the Two-Headed Animals in Bamberg, Germany; the Barbie Museum in Palo Alto; and the Museum of Menstruation (WTF?) that didn't make the list in Maryland. After perusing the Museum of Jurassic Technology's website and looking at its "Sympathetic Institutions," I can't help but want to visit some of these too.
Weschler ends the book with a wonderful quote from Italo Calvino in If on a Winter's Night A Traveler (which just bumped this book up in my library check-out list): "To my astonishment they take me home rather than to some secret hideaway and lock me in the catoptric room I had so carefully reconstructed from Athanasius Kircher's drawings. The mirrored walls return my image an infinite number of times. Had I been kidnapped by myself?"
Athanasius Kircher's drawing of a parabolic horn which could amplify sound waves for the enjoyment of listeners via.
Friday, July 27, 2012
"Flatfoot"
I anticipate a lot of unearthing of the artistic past in the coming months. First up is Flatfoot (since we were on the subject of shoes and skates in a previous post). I've collaborated with a number of artists in my life but this piece is from my first collaborative exhibition in 1995 with my father. After receiving it in the mail, I photographed it quickly at school today and noticed that it had a long drip of white paint running across one of the photographs in the top right corner. I couldn't remember if it was there before so I hunted down the documentation from Focus magazine below and found that it was a new addition since its creation two decades ago.
It's embarrassing to look back at this artist statement (certainly undergraduate material). I don't even know whose signature that is since it's legible and so far from its current scrawl. The images come from four semesters of undergraduate photography classes and are also collaged alongside of the box that supports the shoe in the center. It's the only piece I have left from this exhibition. Many of the other works were sold or buried in the backyard before leaving Boise.
I'm thinking more about objects these days - where my interest comes from and how I can make my photographs more three-dimensional. Still tying up a few loose ends before I have the time to work on that in full force. Soon.... I hope... soon.
It's embarrassing to look back at this artist statement (certainly undergraduate material). I don't even know whose signature that is since it's legible and so far from its current scrawl. The images come from four semesters of undergraduate photography classes and are also collaged alongside of the box that supports the shoe in the center. It's the only piece I have left from this exhibition. Many of the other works were sold or buried in the backyard before leaving Boise.
I'm thinking more about objects these days - where my interest comes from and how I can make my photographs more three-dimensional. Still tying up a few loose ends before I have the time to work on that in full force. Soon.... I hope... soon.
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Instagram Vacation: Oregon
JKR Workspace 1
JKR Workspace 2
JKR setting up the photo shoot
The Ghost House Revealed, Astoria
Astoria
Graduation & birthday cupcakes travel disaster, Neskowin
View from the rental house, Neskowin
The Rock, Neskowin
Trees at low tide, Neskowin
Last July I spent three days watching this rock in Italy...
... this July I spent three days watching this rock in Oregon.
One of those Gerhard Richter clouds.
Outdated information, Astoria Column
Last walk along the Columbia River, Astoria
Adios, Oregon (my mini travel photography brochure)
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Instagram Vacation: Washington
In light of all the conversation about Instagram versus fine art photography lately, I give you some of my favorite images from the application taken this month. I don't consider these part of my art practice - more like a sketch and a documentation of the events that transpired. I do believe it has artistic potential and plan on incorporating it in an assignment for my digital class next semester. Maybe someday I would consider making art from it but not for now (I have a hard time thinking in square format).
Mukilteo Ferry 1
Mukilteo Ferry 2
Coupeville, Whidbey Island
JR and a giant eagle on the tree below at Deception Pass, Whidbey Island (a photo for Mom)
Ed's studio
Another photographer's cacti collection (an ongoing theme on my feed)
Leaving Whidbey Island on the Mukilteo Ferry
Salish Sea AKA Puget Sound, Mukilteo Ferry
Bainbridge, Island
Summer cookies, Bainbridge Island
Poulsbo (a Norwegian wonderland)
Gingerbread men doughnuts in Poulsbo
Back to one of my homes - crossing the Astoria-Megler Bridge that I walked across last year
Mukilteo Ferry 1
Mukilteo Ferry 2
Coupeville, Whidbey Island
JR and a giant eagle on the tree below at Deception Pass, Whidbey Island (a photo for Mom)
Ed's studio
Another photographer's cacti collection (an ongoing theme on my feed)
Leaving Whidbey Island on the Mukilteo Ferry
Salish Sea AKA Puget Sound, Mukilteo Ferry
Bainbridge, Island
Summer cookies, Bainbridge Island
Poulsbo (a Norwegian wonderland)
Gingerbread men doughnuts in Poulsbo
Back to one of my homes - crossing the Astoria-Megler Bridge that I walked across last year
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