I’m off today for a 10 day trip to the mid-east to take part in the Sharjah Biennial. I’ll be documenting my travels in hope of giving everyone a sneak peak into the Biennial as well as Art Dubai which takes place over the same weekend.
With a 6 hour layover at London Heathrow, I decided to do a bit of digging for images or videos about the Biennial but so far the above video is the only thing that i’ve uncovered. It doesn’t say much of anything about the Biennial itself so it will have to do until I actually land in Dubai.
These melting disco balls are the work of German collective Rotganzen. The installation, titled Quelle Fête, features scattered disco balls in various stages of melting. No longer operable or spinning, they lie lazily on the floor. Regarding the concept, Rotganzen says:
“Our conscious choice of the material and form contains a contrast to the message. It’s a reminder of the momentousness of glamour and swiftly passing glory. What once may have been a perfect shape takes on a new character and meaning. However, rather than a cynical take on reality, our intention is to offer a playful approach to observing our object of depiction.” [via]
Argentinian artist, Alexandra Kehayoglou creates rugs that look like pastures and meadows. The grassland carpet seeks to mimic the appearance of naturally occurring, but fast disappearing Argentinian landscapes.
Kehayoglou grew up around textile artists, her family followed a textile tradition that was developed thousands of years ago in Asia Minor. After graduating with a degree in visual arts, Kehayoglou returned to her roots making carpets as her ancestors did, but with a twist. As varied as the grasslands and natural scenery of South America, the carpets are beautiful representations of natural and cultural heritage.
Carpet weaving is innate knowledge for me. It makes me feel connected to another time. It is a way of building meanings throughout my life and that of my ancestors.
Her creations carry a strong message of sustainability; these carpets are made from wool often found in mounds of leftover fabrics behind factories. (Via DD.AA.)
I get a little nostalgic for summer when I see photographer Henry Busby‘s images in his short series Revere Beach. Located in Massachusetts, thousands of beach goers relax along its shores on hot summer afternoons. Busby captures this scene in a style that vaguely reminds me ofRineke Dijkstra’s portraits of swimmers, yet we the viewer are kept more at a distance to observe the subjects as anonymous moments. Check out the work and don’t worry, summer will be here soon.
Today, I got an email from Jimmy Joe Roche that read: “Every once in a while I feel like I can bend reality by focusing on a white dot of energy in the center of my chest or middle abdomen.” Looks like Mr. JJR got a new haircut, new magic powers, and a new video. Careful, kiddies, it has graphic language. (But hey, it’s art, right?) While his older works played with mysticism from a kitsch aesthetic (embroidered Peruvian ponchos paired with cheap vid effects, like stock image howling wolves), these new videos verge on dead-faced psycho internet 2012 stoner-conspiracy theory. I don’t know whether to laugh or run.