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“I would have written a shorter letter, but I did not have the time.”
Blaise Pascal
I art best as a designer: questions and iteration.
Revit and conceptual art
Something I am loving about Revit is the importance of how data is organized, classified, and named.
Ditto conceptual art.
Which brings me to a through-thread of my existence. The relationship between naming and being has been a source of existential concern for me, for about as long as I can remember. Organization, classification, and naming - some of my favorite things.
If you don't think this is enough, there's nothing I can do for you.
John Baldessari Pure Beauty, p 149
#sloweverything
My friend and fellow artist and lovely human Cathi Schwalbe (there are no silent letters in her last name) coined the hashtag and invited me to use it. I don’t want to forget, because it’s beautiful and brilliant. So here I am, using it.
Yoko Ono, The Other Rooms
An incomplete list of things that prefer to be stored upright:
Povodone iodine
Robitussen
Nyquil
Automotive coolant
Was thinking of this scene last week at work, and again today. So this evening I watched it. The parting words? "Of all the silly nonsense. This is the stupidest tea party I've ever been to in all my life." My only thought: yeah, that pretty much sums it up. I am at my wit’s end with work. Frustrated beyond frustration.
"The critic will not consent to be the slave of his own opinions. The critic treats the work of art simply as a starting-point for a new creation. ...for creation limits, while contemplation widens, the vision." Oscar Wilde, THE CRITIC AS ARTIST: WITH SOME REMARKS UPON THE IMPORTANCE OF DOING NOTHING
The quote came to my attention via a recent post-in-cartoon-form on Hyperallergic: What Should Art Criticism Do. The post offers a few more options; click through to check it out.
The Wilde quote reminds me of Foucault's essay This is Not a Pipe and of James E Porter's excellent This Is Not A Review of Foucault's This Is Not A Pipe.
And what about the poor pipe, our original referent? Or rather Magritte's referent? It was simply an excuse, all along, for discourse. Discourse about discourse. Discourse begets discourse. We are nicely, cozily ensconced in critical inquiry right now-and Magritte's painting is to blame. Or rather something prior to his painting is to blame. Where does all this inquiry lead? To more critical inquiry, I imagine.
I was going to write that whether or not we call it art criticism is another matter, but it seems more to the point to call such an undertaking critical inquiry.
This also calls to mind my own PROPOSITION 131004-01:
ACTIVITIES UNDERTAKEN BY THE ARTIST SHALL BE CONSIDERED AS ART IF THE ARTIST DEEMS IT SO. CONSIDERATION OF UNAUTHORIZED ACTIVITIES, EPHEMERA, PRODUCTION, & C SHALL BE CONSIDERED AS THE CREATIVE ACTIVITIES OF THE CONSIDERING PARTY, WHO BY VIRTUE OF HIS CONSIDERATION IS CONSIDERED, WHILE CONSIDERING, AN APPROPRIATING ARTIST.
Porter's article is published in Rhetoric Review, Vol. 4, No. 2 (Jan., 1986), pp. 210-219. The quotation is from page 217. Available online via http://www.jstor.org/stable/466040.
So there's that.
On the table: test prints from (a piece provisionally titled) Repeat daily upon waking for my upcoming (thus far untitled) thesis show. I had an impulse to caption this snapshot "just the facts" - is that a better title for an essay than an exhibition? The content of the show deals with observation over time. Some of these observations are singular, some are daily. (The singular ones arguably are the beginnings of other lines of thought, but those won't be explored or developed in the content of this show - that's another body of work, or three.) It's not unaesthetic, but a lot is deadpan: here's some stuff. Mere facts. (But not really, if you spend some time with it.)
What would compel somebody to undertake such an enterprise? Curiosity, I suppose, and maybe an appetite for slowing down and simply looking. What we're left with is evidence of those acts. And, through some interspersed instructional pieces, invitations to undertake observations of our own.
Well, now I'm writing my own catalog essay, eh?
I'm thinking about warm weather. I'm thinking about sailing. This stunt is not in my immediate future but who doesn't love some good handling on a reallllllly nice boat, eh?
From Hyperallergic - Modernist Camouflage Reconstructed. I've been super fond of Dazzle camouflage for some time. The article talks about a recent art-project, but also gives a really nice framing for the circumstances and use of Dazzle in WWII.
Another font-finding site: if you have a sample and don't know what you're looking at, this is helpful.
a typography tool, type in the word you want to see and instantly view it set in the typefaces on your computer
IT IS MAGICAL.
In the story of postwar American art, the middle of the country typically gets short shrift. The work coming out of Chicago in the 1960s and ’70s was gleefully weird, darkly surreal, and mostly fig...
Collecting is a large part of many artists' practices!
Once I had to write 60,000 words in 3 months. This is how I did it. It's not pretty, but it worked.
I don't always write this way, but I often write this way. File under: reminders to self...