Glen Erler

An old favorite of mine rediscovered.

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Lately

Where does the time go? I love seeing art I've only seen online in person.

Rirkrit Tiravanija's “Untitled” (The Future of Chrome)

Here's a documentary about Relational Aesthetics




Julian Opie @ the Armory Show

Viviane Sassen @ Danzinger Projects

A girl I often see out and about on the art scene interviewed her here.

Me and my friend Ellen from TN enjoying the Armory Sunset

I also saw Philip-Lorca diCorcia in person which was pretty amazing. His gallery's booth featured only his work and I enjoyed seeing prints of many of my favorite pictures as well as 100 of his polaroids from throughout his career.

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For some reason I want to see Avatar.

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I've been thinking about the internet and digital culture as a dominant reality. Here are two remarkable posts from Hipster Runoff.


Who did Tiger Woods let down more: black ppl or white ppl?


And this post was really beautiful and satisfying.


It takes a socially transcendent moment to remind us what makes life worth living. Kanye West is a valuable member of society.





I recently went to a Penelope Umbrico lecture and this video reminded me of her work and made me chuckle.

Stardust

Jean-Christian Bourcart
from the series Stardust

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Christopher Bucklow from the Series Guests









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I've been working a project for school that has something to do with postmodern life so I've been looking at artists that work with those themes.

Michael Wolf

from the series Transparent City









Transparent City Details

The artist went through his photographs from the project looking in the individual windows and enlarged some of the sections.

I like the surveillance, anonymity, and rigid structure of these pictures.

Darren Sylvester

Frightened of Something Happening, Frightened of Nothing Happening

2007

The Explanation Is Boring. It's Simple. I Don't Care
2006

Philip & Morris
2003


The Object Of Social Acceptance Is To Forfeit Individual Dreams
2003


Computers Never Tire
2002


Your First Love Is Your Last Love
2005


If All We Have Is Each Other, That's OK
2003


If It Hasn't Happened For You, Maybe It Never Will
2006


Do You Need A Meaning To Life When All You Want Is Not To Die?
2003

I am fascinated by the titles of these works. They remind me of Barara Kruger's work but I prefer the text in the title as opposed to being on the picture. These works not only use the visual language of advertising but the titles are like slogans as well. It's like someone broke up your daily routine with a piercing truism. Some of these are realy devastating.

Opening Ceremony Part 2

OMGZ I haven't updated in so long. Blogging is so much harder when you have a life. Ok so Peter Hujar at Matthew Marks. Peter Hujar part of that 70's and 80's downtown New York scene and he died of AIDS in 1987. His photos all have a strange, dark, beautiful quality. Everytime I see his pictures I want to throw some black and white film in a Hasselbald. Here are some of the works I know him by:

Candy Darling on her Deathbed, 1974



David Wojnarowicz, 1981



Daniel Schook Sucking Toe, 1981



Susan Sontag, 1975

The show I saw was made up of portraits of developmentally disabled children. The subject matter relates to his portraits of his friends who could were considered misfits in their time. The photos were shot in homes for disabled children and I got a sense that these homes were their own world. It becomes unclear how much the subjects or the photographer cause the feeling of things being slightly off.

Childern Playing by a Pool, Southbury, 1957

Children With Nun, Florence, 1958

Girl with Hand on Her Hip, Southbury, 1957



Children Playing, Florence, 1957



Boy Rubbing His Eye, Southbury, 1957

I always think of Peter Hujar as a ratty downtown punk but apparently he got pretty glossy at one point. From the Times in 2003:

Many of the portraits are of New York culture stars. Others are of types largely absent from Burckhardt’s bohemia and Johnson’s handwritten who’s who: transvestite performers, hustlers, street people. And interspersed among the living are the dead: photographs of desiccated corpses that Hujar shot in Sicilian catacombs. Bohemia had become, literally, the underground.

Hujar, a child of Ukrainian immigrants, raised in a broken and abusive home, was pretty much on his own by 16. He learned photography largely as an apprentice in the fashion industry. Through Richard Avedon, he landed steady gigs for Harper’s Bazaar, and opened studio of his own.

Then, in the early 70’s, he gave up commercial work to finish the portrait project.

Full Article HERE.

I wish I was landing steady gigs for Harper's Bazaar...