I am diggin' this photo of Creative Time alum Jim Hodges' 1996 piece No Betweens at SFMoMA, even though it shows an adult museum goer behaving badly. I highly recommend clicking here to get the full effect. Wicked. Beautiful. Man, I loved the sculpture Hodges did for Creative Time back in 2005. Unrelated, but not: The color scheme for No Betweens really reminds me of the print Fred Tomaselli did for CT.
NY1 did a really nice piece on Bill Brand's Masstransiscope. It's a great place to see the painting animation in action. Or, of course, you could just jump on the Q train.
Damn right they do. Creative Time hero Paul Chan, in collaboration with NOLA-based The Front, is in the group show Things Fall Apart at Winkleman Gallery curated by painter, blogger, and general kicker of ass Joy Garnett. The appropriately-timed exhibit centers around, well, the center not holding so much. Yeah. I know. We've a new president. That's great, but it doesn't mean we're not totally screwed for the long moment. So, after draining that last celebratory pint (which I'm assuming will be a few days from now.) head over to Winkleman and remind yourself that this shit is real.
Ooh. Mandatory listening . . . a gallery talk was given on Saturday by Chan + The Front and you can listen to it here.
And the owl? Oh, hello. It's a drawing by Paul Chan, and for 5 bucks you can enter the raffle to win it. Proceeds will benefit The Front. What's not to like about this? Nothing, I say. Not a thing. Jump on it.
Hey Hey Glossolalia star Genesis P-Orridge seems to be on a bit of a roll lately. I posted about the new PTV album a couple posts ago, and barely had a chance to turn around before there was another must-have that hit the shelves. The mighty Period Tapes has released the cassette A Reading From The Swiss Institute, dedicated to Lady Jaye Breyer P-Orridge. It's filled with grief and the confusion and certainty that often accompanies it. A life listen.
Creative Time, always on the pulse. Sometimes twice. The recent refurbishment of an early CT project, Bill Brand's Masstransiscope brought the work back into the Times on New Year's Day. It was difficult to not think of the mirror of hard times that the piece represents. Love among the ruins.
Nice post over at Oly's Musings about a Creative Time project from 1980, Bill Brand's Masstransiscope. Besides Olympia's enthusiasm we're also treated to a YouTube video. And additional treat (?) is her observation that the timing of the piece's refurbishment is utterly appropriate given our impending return to 1980's subway conditions. Awesome.
This post is all about me, your friendly Creative Time blogger, Brent Burket. Well, OK. Me, six artists, and a gallery. I curated a show, Unbreak My Heart for PLUTO Gallery that will run through January 18th. It's practically around the corner from the Brooklyn Museum. You should go, because quite frankly, it RULES. The artists all brought it with a vengeance. Do enjoy.
The idea: Bad shit happens, like, constantly. Quite frankly, I'm surprised we all aren't in cardiac arrest by the time we're 8. I'm not tipping you to anything new by pointing out that most of us make it past childhood, grow up, and drag our "long black bag" of heartbreak along for the ride. There are plenty of ways to lighten the burden though, and one of them is to look at art. (Therapy also helps. LOTS of therapy.) Every once in awhile I'll come across art that reverses the damage done, at least a little bit. I knew when I was offered this show that I wanted to include artists who have provided me with those moments of "unbreaking". You know how it works. The world slows down and you can almost feel the shards coming back together (Blondie style), the sinewy shreds of tissue reconnecting (David Lynch style). We just have to keep our eyes open and our hearts on the block. It's gonna be alright. At least for this moment.
I came across this feature article on the now defunct Radar magazine about Hey Hey Glossolalia star Genesis P-Orridge (Hat-tip: afc) the other day. Like so many things P-Orridge it's a sad, beautiful tale with it's own rhythms and slant melodies. There are some great photos of Genesis, as is evidenced above. Related . . . I'd also recommend running out (And I mean, like, NOW.) and picking up the new Psychic TV album, Mr Alien Brain vs. The Skinwalkers. You could buy the CD, but you'd be missing out on the gorgeous marbled black and clear red vinyl (Plus there's 3 bonus tracks not on the CD.). Hungry and sad, the album stalks the past and future for the sake of somehow making it through the present. I've owned it for about 6 hours and I'm pretty sure that this is gonna be one of my favorite albums of the year. Yes, Mr/s. P-Orridge, I do trust you now.
BONUS: The most underrated Psychic TV album of the 90's? Easy. That would be Kondole.
The ever-cool Brooklyn Museum flickr pool has a number of photos from Gilbert & George's 44 1/2 run. If you're not familiar with the BMA's flickr pool, you should be. The museum invites any and all to post their museum-related photos on the site. As I've stated here about a thousand times before, one of the things I like best about the Times Square projects is the visual juxtapositions that occur. I mean, where to start? Gentlemen's Club? Locker? I heart ugly? Navy for moms? The god of chance was smiling wide on this one, kids.
UPDATE: I just remembered. I found this on a link from the Brooklyn Museum's blog. Check it!
Creative Time family members Mike and Doug Starn are featured in the Times today. Their ambitious project for the MTA, See It Split, See It Change I first heard of this insanely great idea when Creative Council did a studio visit with Mike and Doug back in 2007.
There's a fun moment in the article when Arts for Transit director, Sandra Bloodsworth as saying, "We believe in building it for it to be there forever, without any intervention by man." Which is kinda brilliant (unintentional or not) since the work of the brothers Starn always deals with forever, or at least the lack thereof. Time is an animal, kids.
Anybody who's serious about public art should watch this . . . NOT. It's a pretty unintentionally hilarious segment on public art by, um, Andy Rooney. God help him. He's talking about painted cows. No wonder the old boy doesn't like art in his square. You'll be shocked to learn that he didn't like Richard Serra's Tilted Arc.
About the author
Brent Burket has his own art blog, Heart As Arena. He also writes for ArtCal Zine.
Brent has been a member of Creative Council since January 2005.
