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A List:
Good Things (+)
5D Mark II, 24mm Tilt-Shift Test Image
-The Adaptation of Dante’s Inferno I bought yesterday.
-The sweet plastic smell of my MacBook.
-Knowing I don’t have to work Monday.
Not So Good Things (-)
-Getting on the bus and promptly having a bloody nose.
-Finding out exactly how much getting my BFA and MFA cost me.
-Corporate Art.
-The Grey Dinginess that is Minneapolis in February.
All in all… that was the last 12 hours summarized in +/-
January 31, 2009 Walker Entrance
I’ve been running around like crazy lately. The process of moving to a new apartment is… more stressful than I remember. Unfortunately, I’ve not been able to update this blog as much as I would have liked.
Something good…
I’m beginning to shake off the frigid weight of winter and photograph again, with hopes of eventually building a portfolio of architectural photography.
While that is starting to simmer on the back burner, I am also beginning to expand on the dialog that was initiated with a post on Dec. 05. A post on Elysium, the blog of Colleen Mullins, caught the attention of another blogger… creating a trifecta of discussion about the role of the market in art production.
Check out the first question in the discussion here…
Stay tuned for updates…
Darius Himes wrote a great essay entitled “Who Cares About Books?” over at Words Without Pictures…. which has, ironically, closed shop for awhile to publish a book. Download the PDF and enjoy.
Clinton Ave Public Space, February 2008
Americans are either in their cars, in their homes, or in shopping malls.
The sense of public space in the contemporary American city is so exceptionally abbreviated it seems that I am able to pass to and from work without ever really having to navigate a truly “public” place. I get up in the morning, and pass from my house to an abandoned street of private homes and get onto a bus that systematically seals me off from the public sphere passing outside. When I arrive at work, I migrate upwards into the sky-ways and am deluged by an array of private interests and intentions – starting with some corporate architect’s premeditated control of my movement and ending with the various retail establishments that pull me in to spend money.
There is never a sense of openness, possibility, or social exchange in the mock public environment I’m surrounded by. I guess I’m comparing this to the various public spaces I’ve spent time in – The Zocalo area in Mexico City or Central Park or the Museum Plein in Amsterdam. There is something that is distinctly lost when public space is mutated and downsized as it is in Minneapolis. Supposedly there is a new public space opening up – Target Plaza… next to Target Field… next to the Target Center.
Does it bother anyone else that we are so willing to have our open forum spaces co-opted by a corporation’s private PR interests?
With the above thoughts in mind, I intend to actually start doing some work again (keeping in mind, I can’t really make any prints until this time next year). A couple of goals for this project/direction:
- Research the history of the corporate sponsorship of art, architecture, and the public sphere.
- Photograph the spaces that constitute public space, in its abbreviated and shrunken state.
- Intervene in the dialog between the accessibility and inaccessibility of the public and private, corporate and free.
Ladies and gentlemen, it is Friday. I’m off to have happy hour with David before he departs for Bergen, Norway to become a famous photographer and eventually will be stalking my prey and having dinner with Courdis. Before departure, here are a few images that are keeping me sane on this dismal day.
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UCLA has an amazing collection of images available through its library. Here’s the link. Over the last two weeks I’ve really soured with photography. It feels like I’m able to know what a photographer is going to do before he/she does it – that the practice of making photographs involves personal style and marketability to such a degree that 90% of the photographs I see are UTTERLY PREDICTABLE.
Maybe that’s why these images have such sway over me right now. Here are a few choice pics from the UCLA archives.
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I’ve taken a hiatus to tend to the burning feeling that seems to be eminating from my lungs. Ouch. In the mean time, here a just a few images of the week that was.
Hiver 2009
Sunlight
Homemade
I’m beginning a new digital project for y’all. Its called Sympathetic Objects. Basically, I’m interested in the objects that are passing through life with me. I’ve started a new collection for this project – everything that came into being May 1982.
Object #1:
(A bit of a given… but…)
National Geographic Magazine from May 1982
Object #001
Some beautiful photographs that are making me happy on this bleak Sunday evening.
From Rune Guneriussen
Longfellow, 12-14-2008
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Living in Minnesota for the last three years has been a period of intense upheaval sprinkled with moments of lucid stability. This morning was one of those moments. I decided to go for a walk, before the blizzard sets in and take some photographs of this place that I actually have started calling home.
Did I end up here by choice? Is this as good as it gets? Can this locality actually be MY locality? And, if so, how? How am I to inhabit this place? Materially? (Through owning property, things, images?) Socially? (Through interaction with other inhabitants.) Spiritually? (Through ritual, religion, beliefs of this place).
Or is there a course of action that will take me away from here and somehow make me a better person? Is that other person the one I should be striving to be?
Good questions for an afternoon of being stuck in my house.
Longfellow, 12-14-2008
Longfellow, 12-14-2008
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In keeping with the “EMO, I reveal too much” facade I’ve had going for quite some time, I thought I’d post one of my daily images. So, basically: I try to summarize each of my days with a photograph/text/drawing… something to make it seem like I’m still an artist and not an “artist type”. They’re always lo-fi and harking back to my days as a printmaker.
(although a good halftone still turns me on)
Here’s today:
pinkwinter
