“My name is Joshua Abelow. It feels great to write my name. I love the way it looks in print. I like the way the “A” at the end of Joshua lines up with the “A” at the beginning of Abelow. Like This: JOSHUA ABELOW” – Joshua Abelow writes about admiring his own name and his preference to use “Joshua” over “Josh”. Abelow writes often. He makes art, and most importantly lives life often. His works are dark, yet whimsical. Part autobiographical and occasionally asserting historical references, Abelow explores the process of making art and living with the pressures to perform as an artist, a friend and a lover. Works often make fun of themselves and thrive on the failure of existing as beautiful hallmarks for all of art history’s future. If his essay “I Don’t Want To Name Name’s” is in fact honest, he started to make art for the right reasons, and will continue to do so for a long time. Another recommended read would be “DOINGDEKOONING” where he asserts the relevance of Paul McCarthy’s “Painter“. The importance of viewing both Abelow’s writings and visual works lies in understanding Abelow’s humble, honest and somewhat naturally naive philosophy on life and the depth that exists within works far more involved than the headlines they announce.
Wangechi Mutu is a Kenyan born, New York based artist whose work has been featured in galleries across the globe. Her work was also featured on the cover of B/D issue L “Sex Sells.” She recently had an interview with Daily Serving’s Aimée Reid. Click here to read the interview.
I came across some delightful sculptures from artist Ryan Johnson that got me pretty excited. I’m very interested by these playful characters, full of dignified humor despite an almost laughably pathetic appearance. These guys remind me a little bit of Ed Kienholz’s work too, which is never a bad thing. Look after the jump for the ones who’ve got their feet stuck in buckets filled with concrete. Hilarious!
Crazy colorful work from NY based artist Nolan Hendrickson. These paintings posses a fantastical dreamlike quality and certainly feel bright and funny, but there is also something sinister that I can’t quite pinpoint. Then again, dreams end up being like that a lot of the time. I do love the idea of a woman with vibrant multi-colored hair, pink eyes, green hands, and blue skin… nothing sinister there, simply genius.