Thursday, September 30, 2010
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
baldessari's latest conquest: prada (and giacometti)...
i kinda love this. the prada foundation have just announced their forthcoming exhibition, a show devoted to the artist john baldessari titled "the giacometti variations" comprising 15 feet tall elongated sculptures, all of which will be clothed and outfitted with garments and objects designed by baldessari.
"i’ve always wanted to do tall paintings and sculptures. i suspect it’s because i am quite tall. i’ve had little opportunity since most galleries have wall heights that mirror the wall heights of collector’s homes. giacometti figures are skinny and emaciated, fashion models are extremely tall and thin. why not fuse the two—art and fashion—since that idea is in our zeitgeist? i’m sure i was also inspired by the degas ballerina sculptures clothed with real tutus."
"i’ve always wanted to do tall paintings and sculptures. i suspect it’s because i am quite tall. i’ve had little opportunity since most galleries have wall heights that mirror the wall heights of collector’s homes. giacometti figures are skinny and emaciated, fashion models are extremely tall and thin. why not fuse the two—art and fashion—since that idea is in our zeitgeist? i’m sure i was also inspired by the degas ballerina sculptures clothed with real tutus."
Monday, September 27, 2010
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Saturday, September 25, 2010
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Thursday, September 23, 2010
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Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Monday, September 20, 2010
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Friday, September 17, 2010
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Monday, September 13, 2010
one hell of a hot mess posing as a hoax...
i can't quite fathom what to make of this doco. the first twenty minutes are hilarious, seriously some of the funniest footage mocking hollywood. ever. hats off to director/editor etc casey affleck, whose vision rings loud and clear throughout. then the tragedy hits - hoax or not - joaquin's demise is horrible to witness. drugs, hookers, inner demons and all. essentially its a painful untangling peppered with a-grade cameo's from mos def, p.diddy & edward james olmos. by the end of the film, after the onslaught of flash-frontal nudity and the letterman appearance, i'm pretty sure i wasn't the only one to leave the cinema with a 'wtf' expression on my face. "he wants to go somewhere quiet for a few days" reveals his assistant. and off they go to visit papa phoenix in panama. in the closing scene, as the star's solitary trek through the jungle ends with him sinking underwater (cue sad piano melody) one thing is clear: hoax or not, phoenix is a man facing his future with eyes wide open.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
special memories (merci cyril!!)...
Saturday, September 11, 2010
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