Showing posts with label art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label art. Show all posts

Saturday, May 08, 2010

Lolitapalooza

This Land, a short film about Lolita by "grumpybeyatch"


Chapter One (read by Jeremy Irons) in Kinetic Typography


Nabokov discusses Lolita

Monday, August 24, 2009

Edmonton Ink

Richard filmed some of the artists' booths at a tattoo festival this week. The artwork is amazing, and the snake guy is rather interesting.

Monday, July 13, 2009

Mueck exhibit

More good news: We're picking up Demi on Thursday so that she and her cat, Cosmo, can stay with us til the end of the month.

The Mueck exhibit was awesome. It only consisted of It's a Girl (the giant baby) and a micro-sculpture called Woman in Bed, plus some sketches and small preliminary sculptures, but the two main works alone are worth the visit. Girl is every bit as intricately detailed as it looks in photos... every fold, every wrinkle, every whorl of a baby's skin are there. There are even veins faintly visible beneath the "skin". Absolutely astonishing, almost unreal craftsmanship went into this. And when you stop to think that Mueck has done well over a dozen such works, all with the same attention to detail and many on an even larger scale, it's almost mind-warping. All his sculptures are photo-quality. If you look at pictures of them without knowing what they are, you'd think you were looking at wonderful, candid art photos of real people.

I know that postmodernism has made it taboo to qualify any art as "better" or "worse" than other art. I really don't care.
The video/installation artist that was paired with Mueck, Guy Ben-Ner, isn't much of an artist at all. I have no idea why he would be considered a rising art star, as the literature suggested. Most of his cheaply produced, low-quality digital videos consist of himself play-acting with his wife and children in stores, his kitchen, and a few other places. He pretends to be a pirate or Buster Keaton or Robinson Crusoe, doing quirky things that I guess are supposed to be whimsical and endearing. They're not. I think it was a disgrace for the true artistry of Ron Mueck to be shown alongside stuff that could pass for a film school dropout's unfinished class project. Moby Dick is mostly Ben-Ner prancing around his kitchen with a telescope, and a plastic fin "swimming" in stop-motion on the floor. What's really sad is that he actually story-boarded this.

Thursday, February 21, 2008

Rabbit poop, electromagnetic invisibility shields, etc.

Sophie's doing much better today. She's frisky and nosy again, eating her own weight in hay, and somehow managing to swallow the naaasty liquid food from the vet. She's also pooping, which is good.

We went to the art gallery this afternoon and saw some interesting teen art: Instructions on how to blow up your school (contained in an RCMP evidence bag that looked suspiciously authentic), Eliza Griffiths's fantastic portraits of pimply girls with camel-toes and attitude, and framed blow-ups of study hall notes. I actually still have a lot of junior-high study hall notes - I don't know exactly why, I just do. Artistic they are not, but it's nice to have a window to the past.

I'm watching last week's Lost for the second time. It's kinda cool how they re-run last week's episode with little pop-up explanations; that must be a big help for people who missed last season and are, well, lost.
I have no idea what the deal is with the invisible barrier around the island. Aircraft just can't seem to get near it without breaking apart, or experiencing some kind of delay like Dan's "payload" rocket did. I do know that the writers hinted time is different on the island (Mittelos Research, the company that recruited Juliet, was apparently an anagram for "lost time" or "time lost", and that was supposed to be a clue). It seems the island is invisible from the air. Maybe it's surrounded by a funky Philadephia-Experiment-type energy field that renders it invisible.

Friday, October 12, 2007

Too Trippy for Words



Sculptor Gregory Barsamian creates deceptively simple moving sculptures, then uses their movement + strobe lighting to give the illusion of transformation. Video clips on his website show cherubs morphing into helicopters as they fly around the room, human figures emerging from the heads of dreamers, and little guys walking through the pages of a book/cake. Just...wow.

Gregory Barsamian's website (go to the sculptures to see video; be warned that the sculpture "Shuttlecock" is very literal!)