SLAVA MOGUTIN'S BLOG: Eyes On The Prize: Gio's show at Galleri S.E in Bergen
Love this! Great pictures that exlpore the notion of race and sexuality and submission.
Monday 31 May 2010
Thursday 27 May 2010
Rats on Cocaine #1 Late
this is bloody marvellous, love how its between ren and stimpy and monkey dust
Wednesday 26 May 2010
Thursday 29 April 2010
Another poem.
I wilt in the wilderness, wired and wandering,
Like a willow, at once, when I see you,
You're drinking from the estuary
Confused by me and my unfamiliar ancestary.
Perhaps you are my home and I am nomadic?
Tragically, from one place to the other
No mother, no father, no sister nor brother.
Blue flowers beguile, a lily of the nile,
I know you wont want but let me stay for a while.
Why so acrimonious to me? Is there a contrast to see?
Maybe a willow, beautiful and unsurpassed?
Am I just a cog in your unclean machine?
But, what do you mean, to me, what do I mean to be?
Deep rooted and watered with billowing branches
A poisonous princess in red-neck ranches.
And to some degree are you just putting up with me?
Why do I long to be with you?
Why should I like to be with you?
Like a willow, at once, when I see you,
You're drinking from the estuary
Confused by me and my unfamiliar ancestary.
Perhaps you are my home and I am nomadic?
Tragically, from one place to the other
No mother, no father, no sister nor brother.
Blue flowers beguile, a lily of the nile,
I know you wont want but let me stay for a while.
Why so acrimonious to me? Is there a contrast to see?
Maybe a willow, beautiful and unsurpassed?
Am I just a cog in your unclean machine?
But, what do you mean, to me, what do I mean to be?
Deep rooted and watered with billowing branches
A poisonous princess in red-neck ranches.
And to some degree are you just putting up with me?
Why do I long to be with you?
Why should I like to be with you?
Wednesday 7 April 2010
a little birdie told me
I headed down to the curve gallery at Barbican last week to see Céleste Boursier-Mougenot's new comission for the space.
You walk through a darkened gallery where noises and projections add to the anticiapation, until you arrive at the paradise at the other end, whereupon you come across a series of guitars and cymbals and finches flying around the space. The concept is wonderful, the birds land on the instuments and the sounds are amplified around the gallery. However the realisation is not mind blowing, visually all the instruments are on the same 3ft high eye level taking away any sort of enquiry the viewer may wish to do. The relationship between the bird and the sound is very amusing to see and hear and the element of suprise when a finch lands on a new instrument makes everyone smile. As an aural experience this is spot on soun art, but, I do think the artist has neglected the visual in a hope perhps that the cuteness of the finches will float it by.
Tuesday 6 April 2010
SHOWCASE: The Ministry of Progress
We Are a Product of Our Time
Visually cohesive, amusing and quizicle the ministry of progress pull off stunts and create exhibitions that reflect the way we live today. Join them on facebook and be sure to check out there events. Last I heard they had abandoned the stuffiness and neo-bourgeoise that stagnates the contemporary art scene by talking about Juxtapositions and Abstract-Expressionism in back rooms of pubs or coffee shops by hosting their artists talk in MacDonalds on Bethnal Green Road. See their blog and more work here http://theministryofprogress.blogspot.com/
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