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One of the things that often peeves me about art is when the artist leaves us high and dry and titles their work with "Untitled". It's even more fun when they do numerous untitled works. It makes it really fun to talk about them with friends.
A: "I really love what Still did with Untitled. The contrasts were stunning."
B: "Oh, totally. Wait, did you mean untitled 1957 or 1960?"
A: "Shit. It's the one that's mostly black with tiny splotches of white and yellow, with a little blotch of red in the lower right."
B: "Oh, right. I found the one with mostly white, less black, small hints of yellow and a streak of red on the right."
A:"You must have seen it upside down. The red was on the left when I saw it."
B:"Oh, that changes things."

So, not only does it make it difficult to discuss art efficiently, but it really takes the artist's intent out of it. Sure, you can try to pay attention to context clues, but in the arena of Modern art, it's a lot more of a challenge. Is it so wrong to ask for a clue with the title? Or if not a clue, just name it something. Anything. Disenteri. I don't care. At least we wouldn't have to haggle over untitled 1960 versus 1957, and in the case of Prolific "Untitlers", you're totally screwed unless you're a numbers savant.

Take the following by Clifford Still, entitled Untitled, 1960:


I understand that this type of art is more about how you the perceiver experiences the colors. However, I find my self spending time wondering why this took somoene all year to paint. I guess I'm not factoring in drying time.

Now, I have a lot more appreciation for something like James' Rosenquist's "Leaky Ride for Doctor Leakey" (you'll have to navigate to the right painting). Small parts of a woman's face, menacing #2 pencils, copper hardware. Sure, I wonder if Doctor Leaky presides over the Urinary Dysfunction conferences, but that's all part of the fun. The images are stunning, and fascinating to look at for a while, and I don't have to get pissed off over the whole "Untitled" issue. Nothing about the painting strikes me as Leaky, or ride-related. But we have a title, and it's easy to remember.

However, he does have some untitled works, the prat.

Mupdate

Mar. 12th, 2007 10:12 am
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It's Monday morning, and I worked the 7am shift again. I do this once more tomorrow and then regular shift on Wednesday,and then my 4 day weekend! Huzzah.

This weekend went by fast. It was spent mostly with goodness involved. But I was away from the house almost all day both Saturday and Sunday. I'm in a bit of a homebody phase lately, so I kinda missed not having any committments on my time.

Even when I have no committments on my time, there's never a shortage of things to do. Sometimes I dislike my proclivity for "teh shiny".

The highlights:
-I got my hair done. That's always good.
-Spent time with a number of my friends.
-Caught the Ansel Adams Exhibit at the Crocker. I have renewed my membership to a "Family" level, which means I can always get someone else in free. :-) They have changed their exhibits a tad, and have some new pieces up.

Now back to work on my databases.
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First, a little admin: [livejournal.com profile] phonographgirl made my new default icon for me. Awwwww. Thanks again!

Second, I just returned from a little jaunt with [livejournal.com profile] taogrl to the City and the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art. There we saw the work of the artist of our destiny, Matthew Barney. I'm sure I've told the story of Barney and how we came to know of his work in a Subway in Paris, France many years ago, but I'm too lazy to find it in my blog. Needless to say, he is a guilty, yet grueling pleasure. Why? Read this boy's biography on Wikipedia. And if you can understand this dude's work on the first viewing, well fuck you!

Anyway, Barney's apparently been dating Bjork for a while now, and they have collaborated on his latest Project, Drawing Restraint 9. His films are thought provoking, even if those thoughts are confusing. Up until now, I thought it was impossible to make a scene featuring eating flesh sliced from your own legs sexually charged. Matthew pulls if off, though. Intermingled with my stifled gags, "Damn he's hot!" escaped my lips.

Summary? Contrary to his Cremaster 3 film, this movie was not rife with Masonic references. No, this time Matthew is tackling Japanese Culture and the whaling industry. The movie features a little Japanese Parade celebrating the departure of the Nisshin Maru, a whaling vessel. The film also features Barney and Bjork boarding the ship, being cleaned and groomed for a Japanese tea ceremony, the tea ceremony, then making out and carving eachother's legs up. Also, don't miss the little boy in the ship's infirmary with something white and fuzzy hanging out of his mouth vomiting into a bucket. And since we do get an idea of the volume of this poor lad's issue, let's just say he's got Monsieur Creosote beat. Eventually, Barney and Bjork morph into whales and head out to sea, likely to be harpooned later by Japanese whalers, bless their whale hearts.

With regard to the tea ceremony, is tea often so sludge-like? There was clearly stunt tea involved, or good acting, because the tea the Japanese guy prepared for Bjork and Barney was the consistency of paste. Yet, they made slurping sounds indicative of a more fluid substance. However, they managed not to get any of that green artsy-fartsy sludge on their lips. Either there were some outtakes featuring green tea sludge up their noses, or they swapped the tea for filming purposes. In short, mad props to Barney to finding the most impractical ceremonial tea set ever. I may retract that statement if I take the time to investigate the culture of Japanese tea ceremonies, and if they all feature tea-you-can-chew, then I'll stand corrected. And really, that's what needs to happen. Viewers will fail to understand Barney's work beyond it's visually stunning spectacle if they are not up on mythology, masonic rituals, japanese whaling culture, and whatever other subject he decides to take on.

(Anne, overcome by curiosity, reads up on Japanese Tea Ceremonies) Ah, yes. There are thin tea ceremonies, and thick tea ceremonies. Barney and Bjork were clearly engaging in the thick ceremony. Good to know so I can avoid it in the future.

In the final analysis, all the esoteric footage was absolutely worth the effort, because Barney shows up naked in one scene. Score one for us!

In other news, we also indulged in some Tapas at the Thirsty Bear near the SFMoma. All in all, a good day.
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...if I ever collect such things.

This article about Karr flying back to the United States gives me the heebie-jeebies.

It goes into depth about what he ate on the plane over. But it appears prisoners are treated the same, as first class citizens on international flights.

Furthermore, it is being reported that he was interested in a sex change operation? Well, isn't he just a special, special man.

In other news, Maximus is playing with Sascha by moving his tail under a throw blanket on my ottoman. Sascha is going ballistic.

[livejournal.com profile] chanharrison, the news section at www.mcescher.com has updates about where there are MC Escher art exhibits around the world. It would appear that the MC Escher Foundation helps organize these exhibits.
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[livejournal.com profile] taogrl and I had fun at the Crocker Tonight. She took me to see a lecture on Performance art. Afterward, we wandered around the gallery and came across a Marsden Hartley exhibit. One of his paintings was of a friend of his who passed away.



While gazing at this painting, I was struck by two things:
1. The Chest Hair!
2. I was reminded of Frida Kahlo's work.
Case in point:


So, I thought I could modify the Hartley painting a bit to make it more Kahlo-esque. Let me know what you think.
The Transition )

Napa, etc.

Aug. 21st, 2005 10:45 pm
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I spent the day in Napa with S. We had a grand time. We began our adventure at 9am and acquired some green tea at Peet's Coffee and Tea. Then onto the road. S was established as the iPod Jockey and she selected the tunes for our drive. By 11am we hit V. Sattui for a brief tasting and acquisition of picnic food items. We did not linger, here, for we needed to make our 12pm appointment at the Di Rosa Nature Preserve. (The link there is not working currently, for some reason.
On the Preserve )

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