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generally not a huge fan, or maybe a bored fan of roy lichtenstein, it was rather refreshing to see the still life exhibition at gagosian. some of them have a modern yet minimal touch of color that is not that usual in lichtenstein work (photo). some are a bit boring too but worth checking anyway. by pp’
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mary frey – body parts
not sure whether it’s the mary frey i think it is but the work is intriguing! rather interesting. nothing new but when done well, it’s not an issue. love it! by pp’
rob kulisek – waves obsessed
i’m sure that being obsessed with anything is the best way to produce singular work whether it is some obscure thing or even more obscure things but in any case, it’s better than being obsessed with what everybody else is.
anyway, in this particular case, photographer rob kulisek seems to be obsessed with sea, surf and everything evolving around it.
first heard of him through a nice niche clothing brand who sold print of his but really felt in love with the pictures when visiting his website. love the raw xerox style of those pictures, like a meeting between ari marcopoulos + julian schnabel… love it! by pp’
breakfast is served: tobie giddio
love this little thing by illustrator tobie giddio for a book by amy sedaris, it made my day and made me smile. the actual title of the book is “i luke you”… i’m still pondering on that one. by dd
sam taylor wood: women in the city… and a chair
was sending some pix to a friend and thought that sam surely deserves a post after all. never thought of it before, but tonight it reminds me of robert longos men in the city series in a glance! by xy
masao yamamoto
i went through an old issue of the great photography magazine “foam” and reminded how beautiful is the work of japanese photographer masao yamamoto. i actually own a book of his work but the other contributors of this blog keep an hand on it… more here
“masao yamamotois a japanese photographer who creates images that are essentially vignettes of nature and the human intersection with it, ruminating over the passage of time and memory. yamamoto has had solo as well as group exhibitions in europe and the united states. his work evinces a talent for combining virtuosity as a photographer with the fresh gaze of a child.”
by pp’
R.I.P. tobias wong: dies at the age of 35
artist/designer tobias wong
deadly rose: made of bolistic material was to save a loved one
deadly rose: made of bolistic material was to save a loved oneit was a sad day today. not only because the weather was gloomy and i had just gotten back from a nice time away, but because of the discovery of three great people’s deaths. artist tobias wong artist louise bourgeois, and that bastard actor dennis hopper. what a mess. i won’t talk about the activists deaths… that’s a whole ‘nother blog all together but this is criminal. at 35 tobias had so much left to do. although i never got to meet him, i was impressed by his humor and wit when kl first showed me the rose he had designed. his work was not only smart but never took itself seriously and that’s very difficult to do. i sometimes think why do great people die when there are so many terrible ones just cuing for hell, i can supply a list. in any case, i was thinking of him all day and i guess that’s all you can ask for when you go, for some to remember you for all the good that you’ve done, what ever medium it may have been, humanity, art, or just plain old kindness. we’ll miss ya man. by uh
all about kate
you could put the girl into art, but you can’t put the art into the girl… or something like that. by uu
stolen picasso: What would Inspector Clouseau do?
picasso’s stolen materpiece – the pigeon with the peas
humiliated police officers
wednesday night a lone robber entered the paris museum of modern art and stole five original painting, including a picasso, modigliani, and braque. the monetary damage is estimated to be around 100,000,000 euros. the lone robber entered the museum by breaking a window and smashing a pad lock. yes, as many of you may be thinking, what poor security for a place holding billions of euros worth of famous artwork. but leave it to the french. in their defense, somewhat, their security system was down the night of the heist. was this an inside job? wait, i almost forgot that three guards are on duty at all times and they “saw nothing.” once the robber was inside, undetected, he very carefully cut the five paintings out of the frames. reps from the museum were quoted saying that the burglar was obviously very well organized. that’s a thought… or the security system is obviously under par. but tomato tamato. i wonder what our favorite french inspector, jacques clouseau, would have to say about this? by nh
ed ruscha is burning
still a fan of ed ruscha’s artwork and very little reason that will change. so no need good reason to post some ed’s. of course the first one is well known but the second and third ones are a bit less known. putting the three together sounds relevant. the dates are respectivly 1963, 1966, 1968. ed is on fire! by pp’
hell x wool
painter christopher wool and poet/writer/singer richard hell teamed up together on a serie of drawings and a book called psychopts and presented at john mcwhinnie gallery a couple a years ago.
what is interesting there is that beside the visuals, the collaboration is about coming back to a roots for wool. the paintings that made him famous where based on hell’s words. there is this nice story about wool asking courteously to hell about permission to use his words when hell in a punkish way was assuming the words were not his own. just words together.
this one is for dd’
richard hell: i went over to christopher’s and saw his painting. on the original album cover i’m standing there holding my jacket open, and i don’t have a shirt on underneath. and in magic marker i have across my chest, in all caps: YOU MAKE ME ____. it was just a blank. an underscore. anyway, when i saw the painting, christopher had filled up its entire surface with “YOU” on top of “MAKE” on top of “ME.” and i said, “wait a minute. where’s the ‘blank’?” and he said, “well, how about i just leave a space at the bottom?” which is what he did. there’s an empty line below the last word. so it worked out great. i was impressed by how casually he was willing to make what seemed like a major change. it seemed gallant. and like . . . self-confident, and suave. the guy was a gentleman and an artist. by pp’
edward weston first nude
is it possible that a first of a kind outdo the followings? well to me this nude which is supposed to be the first edward weston took is my favorite. not that i don’t like the others but there is something more here. maybe what we call a “supplement d’ame” in french (a little extra soul) by pp’
