Wednesday, March 24, 2010
The Stormy Teas
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
Spring Blink in Savannah
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Dennis Oppenheim talks about Public Art and a Flagler student trashes the palm tree graden
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Lessons from El Anatsui
Reaction to Spell of the Sensuous: Chapter 4
More "Spell of the Sensuous"
"Most scientists, however, while accepting Darwin's theories, were reluctant to relinquish the assumption of human specialness- the assumption that alone justifies so many of the cultural and research practices to which we have now become accustomed. In earlier centuries we could ascribe our superiority to the dispensation of God, who had "created" us as his representation on earth, or who had bequeathed to humans alone the divine capacity for awareness and intelligence"
This reminded be of a scene from Agnes Gray
"Last summer, he gave me a nest full of young sparrows, and he saw me pulling off their legs and wings, and heads, and never said anything; except that they were nasty things, and I must not let them soil my trousers: end Uncle Robson was there too, and he laughed, and said I was a fine boy.''
But what would your mamma say?
''Oh, she doesn't care! she says it's a pity to kill the pretty singing birds, but the naughty sparrows, and mice, and rats, I may do what I like with. So now, Miss Grey, you see it is NOT wicked.'.......
Tom next went to tell his mamma. It was not her way to say much on any subject; but, when she next saw me, her aspect and demeanour were doubly dark and chilled.........
'I am sorry, Miss Grey, you should think it necessary to interfere with Master Bloomfield's amusements; he was very much distressed about your destroying the birds.'
'When Master Bloomfield's amusements consist in injuring sentient creatures,' I answered, ' I think it my duty to interfere.'
'You seemed to have forgotten,' said she, calmly, 'that the creatures were all created for our convenience.'
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Read and React: The Spell of the Sensuous
Monday, March 8, 2010
Ok Russell
I was asked to write about a fictional artist that is the polar opposite of myself.
BC is a male artist currently working in Chicigo. He began his career in photography in 1952 and moved into painting some twenty years later. His early subject matter was high fashion. He strove to capture the glamor of Old Hollywood. He was there to witness “the decline of high culture” from the elegance of Grace Kelly to the vulgar Lady Gaga. Thus, his interest shifted to studying the degradation of "class" in society. BC’s frustration caused him to leave photography and California. He took up residences in Chicago were he focused on painting. His paintings depict the crude lifestyle that triumphed in the late twentieth century. He turns out paintings based on lude myspace photos and perzhilton.com at an alarming rate. But, he claims that it is not fast enough compared with the onslaught of visual rape that torment him on an hourly basis. Surprisingly, these paintings are what gained BC popularity as the younger generation saw them an celebration of their age. As a rebuttal, BC formed the facebook group “We See And Deplore The Decline of High Culture." BC was recently ousted from the group because of his popularity as a pop artist and because his paintings attempt to "flatten all distinctions between high and low" culture.
Oh, and Einstein is made of varying degrees of toasted toast, icecream, and ham; a dinning hall special.