Progress
OK, three things:
1. "What time is it there". Weekend viewing. For starters, the DP and whoever lit this flick, need awards. Beautifully photographed & in the main, wonderful light play. Rare for ME to say this, but how refreshing is a film without score? Really adds to this. Content? It's about grief. About love. About connection. About *time*. And the relation between time and the above. Really innovative. Quite weird. But weird in a very gentle way. A wonderful trip into a mind.
2. Tim Hawkinson is my newly aquired art hero. What a creative mind. What pure vision. What a mix of wonderfully contrasting messages through his work. The retro collection at the Whitney just blew me away. So many good things I didn't know which way to turn. Definitely a return is needed already. And the Uberorgan on 56th Street & Madison is wild. (Once more, accosted for photographing by jobsworthy, but more of that on birdw0rks Flickr in a while...) Where to start with the main exhibit at the Whitney...? The toothpaste and human hair clocks. The sonic, bamboo, room-filling, figure-rich percussion. The tyre monster. The fractal hands. The skin unseen and seen. The inflatble self portrait and chicken suspended from the roof. The signature machine. The hydraulic printout face animation. The interaction between the natural, mechanical, visual, and audible. Too much. Too wild. Too good. All linked by extention cords fashioned, at intervals, into knitted shapes. This man earns his crust.
3. A new camera, a new photophase. The above represents one of my faves re. own photographs. Why? Not 100% sure yet. It's simple. It's clean, It feels alive. It elicits some kind of emotive response that I can't put in words. It's full of movement. It's somewhat abstract. It expresses something that I can't express via another medium. Will take a while to work out what that is, natch. Took a while to capture. And yet, was born from impulse. Music composition, at its best for me, is normally exactly the same. There are still deeper reaches of the mind in which to burrow down into, eh? Obviously. This is one reason, exactly, why life will never be boring. Don't you agree?
posted by birdw0rks at 1:47 AM
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Was it at the Whitney that you were accosted? I tried to snap the O'Keefes there and they nearly chopped my hands off.
Anyway, what a lovely wordspace you have here. (Found via flickr - emma b)
Eddy - absolutely!
EmmaB - EmmaB in Leeds? Was part of the exhibit run by the Whitney, but not actually in the museum itself - obviously same staff mentality. I go to the Whitney reguarly and repeatedly try to sneak photos without success. Once I went in and checked a bag. "No cameras allowed to be checked in bags". So I took it out. Then got accosted in gallery for carrying (unopened) camera! There is no logic.... MOMA is a breath of fresh (snapping) air :)
Emma in Leeds, aye.
Ah, see you wouldn't get the same treatment in Leeds City Art Gallery. You're lucky if they even notice you when you want to buy half their shop's stock, so reprimanding for photo-taking is out of the question.
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