I’ve seen the same photoset of Monica Martin slide across my dashboard multiple times, and there are never any tags or reference to who she is.
I’m just really concerned that the tens of thousands of people reblogging it don’t realize that, besides looking good in lingerie and high-waisted skirts, she also sings like a warbling angel.
I’m 98% sure this is from Sputnik Sweetheart, which is one of my favorite books.
Opens tonight, Sept 11, 6-8p:
Cheim & Read Gallery, 547 W25th St., NYC
Language has been Holzer’s primary medium since the late 1970s. Placed on electronic signs or stone benches, Holzer’s text investigates how ideas are transformed from argument or opinion into fact. While her work has a conceptual base, she involves her viewer through what’s intensely physical. The documents painted most recently trace the political fallout and human wreckage in the global war on terror. The content of her new work is traced, transferred, and each letter and its surround are carefully hand-painted and re-painted. Holzer’s process echoes and amplifies traditional Arabic calligraphy–ghubar–which translates, literally, as “dust writing.” - thru Oct 25
In different circumstances, I probably would have found the decision to open this show on September 11th to be manipulative. However, the close chronological proximity with yesterday’s announcement of a
counterterrorism campaign / limited war in Iraq, could make it very relevant and impactful.
Anyway, I will be there.
Olafur Eliasson installs gigantic riverbed in Danish museum
“Riverbed is running.” So tweeted Studio Olafur Eliasson yesterday – a poetic press release if ever I heard one – to announce the opening of the Danish-Icelandic artist’s latest epic installation. Something of a titan in the art world, having already created moon, he’s now builtriverbed in the south wing of the Louisiana Musuem of Modern Art in Denmark.
Olafur says: “I am interested in how you connect this landscape to the rest of the world and ultimately, how you experience yourself within it.” Visitors can walk along the riverbed, across the pebbles and stones heaped about it, and through the semi-submerged gallery doorways. There’s also a mesmerising model room, full of glowing globes and prototypes. Contained within the stark white walls, the riverbed becomes momentous; there’s no other scenery to distract from it, so it itself becomes magical. Olafur points out that “the further away we get from the local context, the cruder the sensing becomes.”
Just as a river is ever-changing, so is this installation. “Nothing ever remains the same” tweeted the studio, with pictures of the rock piles visitors have already started building. It also retweeted @telescoper: “I don’t know what’s more fascinating, the work itself or the way people behave inside it!”
In other words, riverbed rocks.
Taken from It’s Nice That
I’m too sick to draw tonight, so instead I am making a playlist to listen to while I draw tomorrow. For some reason I’m feeling some sexy r&b inspired stuff for this current drawing.
Have any suggestions, tumblr?