vessel/paintbomb

So, I saw the Vessel vessel film piece by Lucy Quinn at PICA today, and felt the need to post the film I made of something almost identical at uni last year (don't you hate that!!). It's really scrappy, I just did it one day and have never really used it... I was interested in translating my paintings into more time-based and ephemeral works. I still am, but have ended up making projections of paint swirling around in a shallow dish from above, so a different perspective to this side-on one.




i got a good but blurry series of shots of this too...

don't think twice it's alright

this song has been on high rotation lately

classic bob dylan... there are so many brilliant quips, and so much attitude, and heartbreak...


"I once loved a woman, a child I'm told
I gave her my heart but she wanted my soul"
...
"You coulda done better but I don't mind
You just kinda wasted my precious time"


ah! bob! and in this video, his little spin at the end of the song!

that's it really.

space lusting, cloud busting

So, in view of the laneway project the Inter Collective is working on, I've been googling images and lusting after other abandoned spaces...

amazing studio space... Melbourne, of course


warehouse in Cork (Ireland!)


rooftop in Montreal, ah


under a bridge in Finland


stairwell in Shanghai




and... best till last: old Soviet underground submarine base in Balaklava, Russia
(it's a museum now, but still, imagine!)

it's been a good week, productive, and there are many wheels in motion!

Can't sleep, my mind's a circus

Things are happening, stuff is being done, yes yes.

in my life things tend to all fall apart at once or all come together at once. it's like an ebb and flow. up and down, i'm erratic, my life is erratic, sometimes it's exhausting, but mostly i think i like it that way. i find it odd to know that lots of people find me to be quite calm, and think of me as a calm person. i guess i can be, but certainly not all the time.

anyway, enough of this indulgent talk about myself. right now i'm on high tide, won't stop until i crash.. here we go!


Found heaps of cool stuff on the internet today:

good installation art gives me the greatest sense of originality, integrity and ingenuity in a piece it is hard for me to go past it. even if it's just for its visual quality, or physical impact, or you know, the simplest thing, i am still drawn to it over and above other mediums.

check these out, for example:

Kurt Hentschlager... more of an immersive environment than an 'installation' per se, artificial fog and strobe lighting, complete with an entire soundscape. fucking cool! like being inside a Turner painting... i imagine

Tara Donovan... i am so impressed by everything i've seen of hers. if for nothing else but the sheer amount of work that goes into these things, and their crazy crazy scale. this one is called Untitled (Paper Plates and Glue). check out ALL her pics! even her 2D stuff is cool! i dunno, has anyone seen these artists before?! have i been completely oblivious in the last couple of years?! fragmentation and the breaking down or building up of units so they are transformed into something new is something i am constantly drawn to. i like this for its ideas of mass-production, the way she uses really standard manufactured products to create something with a real organic biological quality.

Samuel Roy-Bois... i like this because you actually get to sleep in it if you want! it is an inside place that is still outside, still exposed; it highlights awareness of the space you inhabit.


I also still like two-dimensional art. I really like Gregory Euclide's paintings. Although I suppose I esteem him as a 2dimensional artist because he has the capacity to turn it into more sculptural forms also. I remember looking briefly at his work a while ago, but today I properly looked at his website, his stuff is really cool. He exhibits all these tiny paintings behind little hand-built clear resin domes, and the paintings spread out across the wall and eventually out to the floor. and all these paintings on scrunched and folded paper. really beautiful stuff!...

More later, fantastic conversations to come, sleep now!

"when i am pregnant", and other stuff too.

sometimes you need reminding of some things, even if you've seen them before. today i need reminding of Anish Kapoor...

also this:
REPORTER: I'd like to know the meaning of the cover photo on your album, 'Highway 61 Revisited'?
BOB DYLAN: What would you like to know about it?
R: It seems to have some philosophy in it. I'd like to know what it represents to you - you're a part of it...
BD: I haven't really looked at it that much
R: I've thought about it a great deal
BD: It was just taken one day when i was sittin' on the steps y'know - I don't really remember too much about it.
R: I thought the motorcycle was an image in your song-writing. You seem to like that.
BD: Oh, we all like motorcycles to some degree.

p.s. i'm not pregnant, just in case.

my thoughts on uniforms

This is going to be an open, unashamed rant:

When an organisation you really thought you liked turns out to be quite the opposite, it's really quite depressing and confusing and it's hard to know what to do, particularly when this organisation is your employer and is maintaining your rent etc.

Among various other incidents and ongoing problems, which i don't reeeeally want to rat out about, one thing i am willing to talk openly about is the issue of a UNIFORM. I'm not really that down with uniforms in general, but I'm willing to concede that in certain situations (such as large, public organisations, or sporting teams, where people need to be identifiable as 'belonging') they do serve a purpose. I also understand, though i feel a little queasy about it, that for 'branding' purposes and advertising, some (again, larger) organisations feel the need to put all their little people in uniforms and stamp them with all their propaganda.

However, in small organisations, particularly those recognised as promoters of individual creativity and unique expression, i strongly feel this is completely unnecessary and just stamps out what little joy of personal expression is left in the capitalistic world we now live in. The small satisfaction i got out of dressing myself as i liked before i went off to work for the day and sold my soul trying to make people part with their money for what could be considered overpriced luxury items was enough to keep me in my job, because at least, at least, i was able to maintain some element of my individuality in all of that.

but as of yesterday, when a black and white 'corporate' (David Jones-looking) colour scheme was imposed on my wardrobe, I am officially looking for another job, people. Any help or pointers would be warmly received :)


... ok rant over.

so yes, i'm looking for another job. probably a total change, i don't think i've got much retail vitality left in me. Upon a certain person's suggestion, i might even consider looking for small writing jobs if i can find something.

in other news, when i'm not being distracted by my crappy job, i am being rather productive. i am currently in the process of making new work for the Vice Chancellors' upcoming EP which will be released in February, and will involve lots of cool art stuff from a few different artists, so stay tuned. Also I'm still writing this proposal with the Inter Collective for a laneway project we're hoping will happen in March, but it's getting more exciting the more we talk about it, ideas are getting closer to being realities... it's cool.

also, please take a moment to enjoy the new layout a very wonderful and clever person helped me with for this blog. hope it makes your time here more enjoyable and easier to use :)

and here is something my friend Emlyn reminded me i liked a lot, and makes me forget about uniforms and other silly stuff:


pigs are cool. ok?

Notebook

Yesterday alex and i went to do the rounds of AGWA and PICA on my day off, as we were in the city and i'd been meaning to do it for ages.

one show i want to talk about was Notebook by John Wood and Paul Harrison (from the UK) which is on in the screen space in PICA at the moment. I never feel like i give film works enough of my time and engagement, and even though i watched this particular piece for at least half an hour, because i saw neither the start or the end, just scene after scene without reaching a recognisable end, i felt i had failed it somewhat when i left. if i get a chance i might try go back later and see if i can watch the whole piece.

so anyway, it's just a series of really really simple scenes involving a white table in a grey room with various 'experiments' or simple actions, such as letting a toy car roll accross the table and fall off the other end, letting paint pots drip stripes of paint down a deck chair... etc.

i think what gave it the edge was the way the shots were framed by the camera, and how they used that to their advantage. in most cases, the movement that occured seemed somewhat mechanical, planned and precise, because of the removal of evidential human intervention/action, although it was obviously implied and present. it was maybe this implication which lent the work its rather British humour, like a subtle kind of silly humour.

What i found interesting was the way it played on your perception. as i mentioned before, in the framing and perspective of the scenes (each was framed differently) what is about to happen is slightly abstracted, and so there is this moment of surprise when the action occurs. a kind of tension, as you are given a couple of seconds to take in the scene before something 'happens', and then a kind of comic moment as your perception adjusts and you comprehend how they've done it. it was completely enjoyable, and hilarious and fun and engaging. i found myself quickly trying to guess what was going on before it occured, and then most times being surprised, like a little kid. some scenes were more successful than others, but i guess that had a lot to do with the level of surprise i got from it.

my favourite was probably the pouring of a bottle of milk onto a black rubber door-mat (the type with the rubber prong-like things). it had this kind of pixellation effect, like a really low-res computer screen changing colour from black to white. anyway, go see it before it finishes!

i just found this film on youtube of the same artists, but doing stuff which more openly involved the body. it's different to Notebook, but gives a good sense of the way they work and what they're interested in.