Korean artist Seungchun Lim creates life-size sculptures. His work is steeped in narrative, each piece a character. Seungchun’s sculptures are, in fact, part of a complex story. The three eyed boy above is born with a hump in his back that turns out to be wings. Eventually his wings are stolen from him. Independent of their grand tale, Seungchun’s sculptures still exude an air lonliness and sadness. His characters wordlessly communicate through their powerful but quiet imagery.
Working from the philosophical theory that all things–living and inanimate hold life, and therefore are universally related, Emily Nachison constructs grand geologic environments from the man-made synthetics.
In the current state of Reality TV and backstage blogs, we as a world have lost our sense of wonder. And it’s because of one brave artist, Jon Bernad, that we will get it back. He was part of the Venice Art Walk AUCTION, not just as himself, but as an offer for an experiential possibility that attendees could bid on for a good cause, since the money would go directly to The Venice Family Clinic. What that means was that he fearlessly walked up to strangers with a bid sheet around his neck, as opposed to on a table or wall like the other artworks in the auction, and pitched to each new person a different adventure he felt they would want to go on. Everything from skydiving to dinner came up and during his time there he was offered to join unfamiliar faces on white water rafting trips and treks in the Amazonian Rain Forest. I like to say that Jon takes people on Art Adventures, but it’s really so much more than that. He is the only artist that embodies the ultimate truth. For he is only but himself, but his self is great.
The sculptures of artist Takahiro Komuro feel conspicuously out of place in the real world. They nearly seemed to have been plucked from the video games, cartoons, and comics of a twenty-somthing’s childhood. Mutant superheros and villains, video game bosses, the often dramatic story lines of each perhaps reflected the anxieties of our parents at the time. Komuro’s sculptures capture this strange balance of youth and play on the one hand and deeper fears on the other.
Jacob Foran‘s latest series, “Headspace” celebrates exploration and fantasy. The diving helmets represent a sort of creative sanctuary just as real armor-like diving helmets protect the wearer from the dangers of underwater pressure, (and sea creatures). Foran returns to the creative fairytale worlds of childhood, this time as an adult, with more mature musings about the “pressure-filled” world we live in.
Music fans of all ages gathered this past weekend at the Los Angeles State Historic Park to take part in the now ten year old FYF Fest. My Bloody Valentine and Yeah Yeah Yeahs were the headliners on each night at the main “Carrie” stage, yes the stages were named after the “Sex and the City” characters.
The first day had me arriving late (oops) to catch the last half of Toro y Moi‘s highly danceable set. Devendra Banhart kept it positive and mellow performing to a an adoring audience while Deerhunter‘s Bradford Cox kept it weird as usual performing in a dress and wig. TV On The Radio rolled through the hits and had me screaming along to, “Staring at the Sun“. When Yeah Yeah Yeahs took the stage to end the first day, you knew right away why they were headlining. Karen O is hands down one of the most enigmatic singers performing today and with Nick Zinner’s burning guitar work, they had the crowd going insane when they played songs like, “Maps” and “Heads Will Roll“.
The second day had me dancing like crazy to Australia’s Flume who I featured here earlier this year. Fingers crossed he eventually tours with some of the amazing singers featured on his debut LP. With great songs and some seriously long hair, Kurt Vile & The Violators played a nice early evening set as did Glasser who I had to cut short to catch Yo La Tango. Beach House‘s Victoria Legrand mesmerized the huge crowd with her incredible voice, definitely one of the more beautiful sets of the day.
For her poignant series Behind Glass, the photographer Ann Berry traveled to zoos across the world, traversing Belgium and South Africa, documenting the sufferings and yearnings of primates in captivity. She hopes that her images of the stunning creatures, who alternately raise a hand or cast down shadowy eyes, will benefit non-profits fighting for the rights of animals to humane and just treatment.
The beautiful series vehemently avoids the high resolution color aesthetic of zoological photography, opting instead for a gaze evocative of early pictorialists, who strived to render the photographic distinctly unscientific and launched the then novel medium of photography into the realm of fine art. Within Berry’s jarringly ghostly and ethereal tones, each subject reveals a soulfulness so often hidden in photographs of animals; their struggle is urgently expressionistic, spiritual, dignified, and human. As the artist puts it, she hopes to “hear [the animals’] inner sound.”
The artist’s choice of title refers both to the glass cages and her own glass camera lens, furthering the tragic distance imposed upon animal and human; once captured in space, each primate subject is again captured and fixed with the photographic frame. The sensuality of their glittery eyes, downy beards, and calloused fingertips seduce the viewer, only to remind us that we are tragically separated from the beautiful beasts; only through glass and careful photographic printing may we strive to come together, to touch. Take a look. (via Feature Shoot and Lens Culture)