Good Place To Get Some Thinking Done

an unending scroll of thoughts, developments, curiosities and anything that occurs to me. More efficient than a sketchbook. [email protected] https://benthamfineart.wordpress.com/ Katy Bentham

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Mon Oncle (1958)

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Miss Fame, Out Magazine, 2019.

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David Bowie, ChangesOneBowie (Full Cover Image), Tom Kelley, 1976

archival pigment print

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And then Meinhof-the-journalist discovers the psychic mobility of fiction.

Chris Kraus, Aliens & Anorexia (via benthamfineart)

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Suite Venetienne, Sophie Calle

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And isn't scholarship just a stalking of the dead by people who're too stoned or scared to chase live bait?

Chris Kraus, I Love Dick

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“...isn’t that like the first line in the Ramones song Needles & Pins? ‘I saw your face/It was the face I loved/And I knew’ - and I got the same feeling from it that I get every time I hear that song, and when you called me heart was pounding and then I thought that maybe we could do something together, something that is to adolescent romance what the Ramone’s cover of the song is to the original. The Ramones give Needles & Pins the posisbility of irony, but the irony doesn’t undercut the song’s emotion, it makes it stronger and more true. Søren Kierkegaard called this ‘the third remove’.” (Chris Kraus, I Love Dick)

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...every time I go into a library I get a rush like sex or acid for the first few minutes when you're getting off. My brain gets creamy with associative thought."

Chris Kraus, I Love Dick (1997)

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I’ve started keeping a kind of sketchbook again! All these years a square grid was the answer to my fear of the white page. I have problems...

(I like the things on these pages...)

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purchased at a sunny Sunday market today...

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Had a blast from the past in the KODE Gallery bookshop yesterday. Aimlessly browsing, I came across this book on display. It is the same as the one from my old sixth form Art Department’s book collection. It contains this photograph of Jasper Johns which I had romanticised in my memory since the age of seventeen as being my formative inspiration to become an artist. Though it was an incredible coincidence (I’ve not been able to find the photograph or remember the book) I wasn’t that excited about the discovery. I’m way past idolising histoy’s white, male painting giants.

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working on some ideas for a new piece. Yes that is my saliva #latex #art

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... and this photo of Jonnine Standish!..

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This photo of Chris Kraus!...

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I am sitting in a room different from the one you are in now. I am recording the sound of my speaking voice and I am going to play it back into the room again and again until the resonant frequencies of the room reinforce themselves so that any semblance of my speech, with perhaps the exception of rhythm, is destroyed. What you will hear, then, are the natural resonant frequencies of the room articulated by speech. I regard this activity not so much as a demonstration of a physical fact, but more as a way to smooth out any irregularities my speech might have.

Transcript for I Am Sitting in a Room by Alvin Lucier (1969).

The text spoken by Lucier describes the process of the work, concluding with a reference to his own stuttering.