Monday, March 31, 2008

House Beautiful





ln her April 1953 issue the editor of House Beautiful came forward with a ringing editorial denouncing the ' Threat to the New America ' . The gist of the editorial was that a sinister group of International Stylists, led by Mies, Gropius, and Corbu, and supported by the Museum of Modem Art, was trying to force Americans to accept an architecture that was barren, grim, impoverished, impractical, uninhabitable, and destructive of individual possessions, as well as of individuals themselves. There was a hint or two that Communists were behind the whole thing. A list of International Style characteristics was published to warn readers of House Beautiful against the 'threat' - much in the same way that the F.B.I. warns the public against the 'ten most wanted' criminals of the day.


Mies van der Rohe, Architecture and Structure

by Peter Blake

Baltimore: Penguin Books, 1964, pp. 85-89.

Friday, March 28, 2008

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Dramatic Subtraction























For those of you who have felt the acute pain of a stiletto, Antonio Berardi's ingenuity in removing its cause while maintaining its height (and some will argue "sexiness") is nothing short of remarkable.
Price tag: �2,400, special order only, by Antonio Berardi

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Studio Museum Harlem

From its website:

FLOW

Flow is the 21century exhibition focusing on art by a new generation of international artists from Africa. These artists are uniquely conscious of, and responsive to, recent African history, global economics and the idiosyncratic culture of the new millennium. Presenting approximately seventy-�ve works in all media by approximately twenty emerging international artists under the age of forty, this exhibition will feature models of imaginary architecture, wall sculptures of beads and decorative elements, digital photography, new video, paintings and site specific installations, among other media. The artists, who hail from eleven African nations, reside mainly in Europe and North America and travel to and from Africa regularly. The majority of them have never been included in major U.S. museum exhibitions and are virtually unknown in this country. Modeled after Freestyle, our landmark 2001 exhibition, which was followed in 2005 by Frequency, Flow will illustrate the individuality and complexity of the visual art produced by a dynamic generation of young artists, this time with a global perspective.

(Thanks Gayla for the email)

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

A Revealing Statement by Marcel Duchamp

"I believe that art is the only form of activity in which man shows himself to be a true individual...Only in art is he capable of going beyond the animal state, because art is an outlet toward regions which are not ruled by space and time."


--Marcel Duchamp, in James Johnson Sweeney,
"Eleven Europeans in America," Museum of Modern Art Bulletin, pp. 19-21

Monday, March 24, 2008

Robert Morris















scatter piece

Home - The Comfort Of Familiarity

The same old creaking sound of the gate greets me and looking down the pathway on which I've done a thousand and one things and more brings an ear-to-ear grin to my face . Seeing my mom stand at the door sends the fatigue of the journey flying . My heart does a little somersault and gives itself a high five as I go in and notice all the minute changes since I've last been here . More importantly , I take comfort from all those familiar unchanged objects , in their same old places , all those tiny nooks and corners , embracing in their intimacy . The same old teddy staring from atop the television . Mr.Laughing Buddha smiling at me from the bookshelf . Lord Venketeshwara keeping an eye on me from the walls of my bedroom . The unkempt garden at the back of the house . My brother , sister , grandpa and last but not the least , Mr.Sols , my pseudo-brother . Even as I unpack my luggage , strong coffee smell wafts into the room , the familiar red nescafe cup in my mom's hands . I settle comfortably into the sofa and spread out The Hindu , M S Subbalakshmi's voice singing the Suprabatham in the background .
Ah , finally , back home again .

Friday, March 21, 2008

Robert Mangold



acrylic and pencil 'X Within X Orange', 1981
62 x 62 in.
The Phillips Collection (Washington D.C.)

Thursday, March 20, 2008

La Sape
















This is an oldie; I thought I should post this. Seven years ago, I and a close friend wanted to do a feature on la sape for a publication we worked on together. However, the world trade center tumbled down. A reality check to say the least. So I've decided to post a BBC 4 interview.

Director-producers Cosima Spender and George Amponsah talk about Papa Wemba and the cult of the cloth.

BBC Four: As your documentary shows, the members of La Sape are fiercely devoted to designer clothes. Could you elaborate on the symbolic importance of high fashion for the sapeur?
George: The Sape emerged from the chaos that was the Congo during the reign of Mobutu. It was really one way of coping with a society that had broken down. For a young person growing up at that time, there wasn't much to grasp hold of to help you feel better about yourself. Politics was out, so you found a lot of cargo cult religions in the Congo. The Sape is essentially one of these. The distinctive look of the sapeurs was also a rebellion against one of Mobutu's dictatorial decrees, which was that everyone was expected to dress in a very traditional, standard African costume - the abacost.
Cosima: The sapeurs in Paris and Brussels are using these European status symbols not to integrate into European society but to 'be someone' back home in the Congo. This separates them from European fashionistas. They aren't so much concerned with proving anything to the outside world but rather to one another, among their own community. These people have grown up with no kind of social structure to rely on. The Sape is a mini-state providing its own social strata: president, ministers, acolytes and so on.

BBC Four: At what stage in the production did you find out that Papa Wemba, the King or President of Sape, had been arrested for smuggling illegal immigrants into Europe for a profit?
Cosima: We had just got the money and were literally about to start shooting. We were petrified! It was lucky that we had already spent two years establishing a relationship with him because by the time he came out of jail he didn't want journalists around him. We wrote to him in jail and spoke to his manager on a regular basis so he trusted us and knew that we weren't sniffing after a scandal, rather that we wanted to make an in-depth documentary about his art and his position in the community.

BBC Four: It must have given you the opportunity to see first-hand how jail had changed him. The impression is that he grows from preaching the religion of the cloth to Christianity, which obviously alters the direction of the Sape and your film itself.
George: We were really capturing a transitory moment in the story of Papa Wemba and the Sape. We had it fixed in our heads that we were making a film about the cult of cloth, the cult of elegance. As you can see in the film's archive footage, this is a man who had declared clothing and fashion to be a religion. Then suddenly he was coming out preaching God, Christianity and the Bible. We were thinking, he's not supposed to be saying this! It was scripted that he should be saying something else. But that's what happens with documentaries. This is a film about real people and real life and as we know, people are changing constantly.

BBC Four: There's a lot of posturing among the sapeurs in the film.
George: That's part of the ideology of the Sape. It's all about self-aggrandisement, that's the sapeur way. What's interesting about these guys is that on the one hand they're very much about showing off and about being seen - it's the cult of appearance - but on the other hand there's a clandestine element too because there is so much going on that's on the margins of the law and of society. It's a constant dichotomy.
Cosima: That self-aggrandizement enables them to escape and feel good about themselves. It's serious positive thinking, you know? We came back from the shoot without having translated everything that we had filmed and it took us about a month to find the right translator who could understand all of their slang. When we did, there were whole new discoveries. Take Anti-Gigolo, who was always boasting that he was Papa Wemba's closest friend. It wasn't until we came back and translated the meeting between him and Papa Wemba that we realised that no, he was not Papa Wemba's favourite after all. The fact that we didn't speak Congolese might have hindered our access to the underground world but it also enabled us to film things they didn't think we'd be able to understand or wouldn't bother translating. So it protected us in a way.
George: When we showed Papa Wemba the first cut of the film he seemed genuinely taken aback by how far under the skin we had managed to get and by how, in a sense, he had come out a little bit naked. This is not what Papa Wemba or any of the sapeurs are really accustomed to.

BBC Four: Papa Wemba's musical performances in the film are extraordinary.
Cosima: We were lucky he was doing the new record because it revealed so much of the mechanics of how the sapeur world works and how the status of the sapeurs is defined. Those studio sessions became the magnet for all the sapeurs throughout Europe, who came to pay their respects to the king.
George: We really wanted to focus on that dynamic between the king and his court and establish that relationship from each perspective.

BBC Four: Watching the film I was struck by the similarities with the US hip hop scene, specifically the sapeurs' love for designer labels, the names they choose for themselves, the jet set lifestyle to which they aspire and especially the rivalry between sapeurs in Brussels and those in Paris.
George: We started the film with that as a focus point because there's actually a rivalry between Papa Wemba and another Congolese musician with his own group of supporters. We were told that comparisons could be made with the Biggie/Tupac relationship. It's true that there is an element of gang warfare to the Sape but the difference is that there is no bloodshed. It was explained to us by sapeurs themselves that resorting to violence just isn't elegant. If you can't let your clothes do the fighting then you're not even to be considered a sapeur.

(Thanks S. Johnson for the link)

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

I fell for an organza today!

I feel blithe today. so i'm posting the lyrics to "Already one" by Neil Young.



What can I do, what can I say
Running down this suspicious highway
I can't forget how love let me down
And when we meet it still gets in my way.

But we're already one
Already one
Now only time can come between us
'Cause we're already one
Our little son won't let us forget.

Your laughing eyes, your crazy smile
Every time I look in his face
I can't believe how love lasts a while
And looks like "forever" in the first place.

But we're already one
Already one
Now only time can come between us
'Cause we're already one
Our little son won't let us forget.

In my new life I'm travelin' light
Eyes wide open for the next move
I can't go wrong 'til I get right
But I'm not fallin' back in the same groove.

But we're already one
Already one
Now only time can come between us
'Cause we're already one
Our little son won't let us forget.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

There is Still Good News

In sharp contrast to the royal rumble this past weekend, I recently discovered an artist that caught my heart. Here.
(Thanks Jeremy for sharing)

Monday, March 17, 2008

The Museum of Modern Art





















Geometry of Motion 1920s/1970s
March 19 - June 23, 2008

Exhibition organized by Klaus Biesenbach, Chief Curator, Department of Media, and Roxana Marcoci, Curator, Department of Photography


The Museum of Modern Art
11 West 53 Street
New York, NY 10019
(212) 708-9400
http://www.moma.org



The Museum of Modern Art presents Geometry of Motion 1920s/1970s, on view in the second-floor Yoshiko and Akio Morita Media Gallery from March 19 through June 23, 2008. The phrase "geometry of motion" in the exhibition's title derives from the literal meaning of the French word cin�matique. Taking cinematic experience as its point of departure, this exhibition uses fourteen historic works to trace the transformation of the art object from static image to fluid light projection within two artistic lineages: the unconventional optical techniques of the 1920s Neue Optik, or "New Vision," generation of artists, among them El Lissitzky, L�szl� Moholy-Nagy, Hans Richter, and Marcel Duchamp; and the situational aesthetics advanced by Robert Irwin, Gordon Matta-Clark, Robert Smithson, and Anthony McCall in the 1970s. All of these artists have explored new perceptual propositions for the geometry of motion, conveying indelible filmic events.

From 1919 to 1923, Lissitzky developed his Prouns, paintings and works on paper of translucent and opaque abstract planes, some of which were intended to be rotated or hung in any direction, and which evolved into fully three-dimensional installations. A few years later, Moholy-Nagy conceived Light Prop for an Electric Stage (Light-Space Modulator), a mobile light mechanism that materialized its creator's goal of "painting with light" into space. Also in the 1920s, Richter translated geometrical shapes into pure cinematic sensation. His pioneering abstract films, exemplified in the exhibition by the four-minute film Filmstudie (1926), codified a visual syntax based on rhythmical patterns of light and motion. Richter's interest in experimental cinema was related to Duchamp's abstract optical tests with rotary discs and afterimages that in 1926 resulted in An�mic Cinema (also on view at MoMA), a film alternating shots of rotating spirals w ith discs inscribed with erotic puns.

During the 1970s, a new generation of artists built on the earlier artistic experiments with light to tap into sensory perception. This is the case with Matta-Clark's anarchitectural projects that carved unexpected, vertiginous apertures of light into abandoned buildings, and with Irwin's light installations that heightened spatial perception. Concurrently, Smithson explored the idea of experiencing art as itinerant and filmic in his monumental Spiral Jetty, orchestrated in 1970 at the Great Salt Lake in Utah. The exhibition includes Smithson's film of the completed sculpture taken from a helicopter, capturing the moment when the sun's reflection hit the water at the exact center of the spiral. Looking directly into the sun is not unlike turning away from the screen in a movie theater to look into the film projector's beam. McCall draws upon this accidental occurrence, fusing the properties of film and sculpture in his slide projection Miniature in Black a nd White (1972), a precursor of his solid light films.

Geometry of Motion 1920s/1970s brings together historic light- and movement-capturing experiments that draw attention to the conditions and complexities of perception, both within the framework of institutional display and in outside surroundings. It also complements the survey exhibition Take your time: Olafur Eliasson (April 20 - June 30, at MoMA and P.S.1 Contemporary Art Center) by offering context to Eliasson's protocinematic experiments with mechanisms of motion, projection, shadow, and reflection.

(Thanks Sarah for the email)

Thursday, March 13, 2008

Bas Jan Ader















I'm too sad to tell you - 13. September 1970

s/w-Postkarte
Privatsammlung, Amsterdam

Chris Burden


Chris Burden
Still from Shoot
1971

Video with sound. 4 min.
Courtesy of the artist and
Gagosian Gallery, Beverly Hills.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Ionic column

















The Greek column impresses me as the greatest problem of form ever resolved by Human genius.
As I approach it, I become aware of one element which embraces all.
Here once and for ever are united all the quests of the spirit and the needs of the heart, the invitation of nature, the laws of numbers and the imagination of art; it is a unique fusion of matter and thought.

Lacretelle, Jacques de
Le Demi-Dieu p. 94. Translated by Hugh Chisholm

Sculptor for a tenure track

We are searching for a sculptor for a tenure track position in the Fine Arts Department of Pace University. Our main campus is located in downtown New York, near City Hall and the Brooklyn Bridge. I would appreciate it if you could post the attached description. The postmarked deadline for applications is April 10, 2008. More information on PACE Fine Arts is available on our website, www.pace.edu. Interested parties can also contactthe department directly at 212-346-1819, or wfraser@pace.edu. Thank you for your help!

Sincerely,


Linda Herritt, Chair
Fine Arts Department
Pace University
41 Park Row 1205B
New York, NY 10038

(Thanks Gayla for the email)

Green

(this was my entry for the green themed contest on IAW on orkut)

The moment I think of the word 'green' , NATURE pops up in my mind . Trees , more specifically leaves . Bright , lively green comes first before I think of the deep,mysterious woods of Enid Blyton novels and the green in my mind goes dull and dark . Then I think of pictures of green seas , where the water appears to be more like some kind of a giant martini of green color . And it is at this exact progression that Karla enters into my thought process . The infinitely mysterious Karla . Each and every person who has read Shantaram will know exactly what I mean . The green eyes , the green skirt , the leaves with that precise shade of green that Linbaba sees in Mauritius ( is it Mauritius only or have I forgotten? ) . I keep thinking about Karla for a long time before I realize I have a post to finish . And then , I think of BRUT , the deodorant . A striking metallic green . Various other objects come into my mind - mountain dew , lord of the rings movies , my guitar case , the od old car I used to see near my school . But I keep coming back to Karla . For this shade of green that is the green that I can't think of in my mind . The one green I would love to see the most but something I know I can't ever .

Monday, March 10, 2008

Hope

If you've seen this very popular tsunami video , the water recedes back quite a bit and then this huge,HUGE wave comes crashing out ,out of the blue . Similarly , there are times in life when you are going through a dark phase but the thought of something better , something you cherish , something so special you can't even describe it properly just makes you swell up with a gigantic wave of happiness . The very thought of it makes you burst out in a hopeless grin . In shawshank redemption , Red says that hope can drive a man insane , but I feel , in reality , hope is what drives the world . Hope , that you are gonna be part of a brighter future , a happier scene , a satisfied moment , at peace with the world with all the faults in it . This single hope pushes back all the other seemingly inconsequential issues into the dark . You start counting the weeks , the days , then you fervently tick off the minutes . Your mind tingles in anticipation . You blush for no reason , you are that happy .
I am .
Come Friday , I'll be leaving for home .

Saturday, March 8, 2008

Loneliness - Rewritten

I live amidst thousands of people on campus . Five thousand odd students . Another 5000+ campus residents . Apart from thousands of others going to and coming from the notorious Nankari region . There are innumerable forums to voice our views , most notably the internet . The counseling service sole purpose of existence is to make sure I don't feel too depressed .
There are 'bhais' and 'wingies' to have discussions on anything I want to . There is a 'baap' to ensure I get properly oriented to this place . So many clubs , so many groups , all to make sure none of my hidden talents go wasted . So many people , so many activities .
Night -long brainstorming sessions followed by relaxing tea breaks at MT , and then to sleep , to big,big dreams , revolutionary ideas , path breaking innovations . So many people , so many ideas , so many discussions , so many activities . So much I've done ; so much I am doing ; so much I've yet got to do .
Stop .
Why in fucken hell then am I feeling so lonely here ?
Long,long pause .
Am I lonely or do I see myself as being lonely ? I definitely am not lonely in a physical sense . But even speaking of the mental plane , am I really lonely ? Or am I just convincing myself that I am lonely ? The latter seems more convincing for the moment . Yes , I am just fooling around with myself . Heck, I am NOT lonely . Atleast do not feel that way right now .
So long till I feel lonely enough to sit down and write such crap as I have just written .
Ha Ha Ha Ha .

IDENTITY

Of whatever I can remember of my short life so far , I've always been defending one culture or the other . Sometimes at the cost of another dear one even . It was telugu films , telugu culture while I was in school . Not a week used to pass without an argument over whether telugu heroes were more ridiculous or tamil heroes were more ridiculous . Once I moved to Hyderabad , it was exactly the same argument , only I was arguing for the tamil heroes this time around . I should have been happy with what I had and realized there was worse to come . Now in Kanpur , i have it upon myself to defend both Tamil and Telugu films apart from the occasional argument for Mallu films as well . Whats more , it's not just films anymore . The boundaries have been pushed back to include language , food , dressing styles , religion , marriage and what not . Each and every facet of our way of living has been argued over , always with two sides at the least ,mostly North and South .
Even as I struggle to break out of these societal bindings , I wonder what IS my culture ? What am I ? Chennai-ite? IITian ? Golti ? Indian ? Or should I restrict myself to a South Indian ? Or am I a global citizen ? Decide on one and arguments pop up for the others .
It's not just me either . Most students here are trying to come up with a fixed identity for themselves . And once they do , they start closing their mind for other suggestions , other options and stand steadfast by their identities , irrespective of whether their identities are justified or not . A self-professed fan of SRK is never gonna(mostly) accept that SRK is no better than Rajni , while a strictly Rajni fan might not be able to come to peace with the fact that Rajni is no longer the amazing performer he once was . You might be wondering...is this all part of one's identity ? Do our fave heroes , our food habits form a part of our identity ? Definitely . People fucken die for Rajni man .
Lets get back to the topic . Identity . Can anyone have a fixed identity which isn't ever gonna change ? Say , you have never tasted coffee but strictly believe you won't like it . One day , your girlfriend forces you to drink some coffee she made and you realize you actually like it . Love it infact . More than your girlfriend even . Does this change your identity?? You bet it does . From a dumb , idiotic,ignorant moron , you become a coffee loving,dumb,idiotic,ignorant moron .
Again, so what constitutes an Identity ? Or can we even say X , Y and Z form part of your identity while A,B and C don't ? Heck, first break out of the narrow confines of your mind and come to terms with the fact that a person can't ever have a fixed Identity . Yes, you do have an identity but it keeps changing . Continuously . Perennially .
So, what am I now ? I am just Pavan Madhini . What you make of me is your problem and not mine . I am happy the way I am - a continually changing , confused, confident , cool chap who is a Chennai-ite at heart . As of now .

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Nothing personal. Just business.

From its website: The Apprentice Africa will gather 18 contestants from across Africa and the diaspora who will compete for a lucrative corporate job with befitting perks and an annual salary of $200,000. Read More about the show: The Apprentice Africa

Xu Bing
















"The Installation "ABC" is comprised of a series of ceramic cubes reminiscent of oversized children's alphabet blocks, but marked with the artist's own "transliterations" into Chinese of the twenty-six letters of the Roman alphabet. The Chinese character(s) are carved on the upper face of each block in the form of a printer's stamp and the Roman letter represented by the characters is carved on the side. When pronounced, the characters render sounds approximating those of the English letters. For example, the letter "A" is represented by the Chinese character "ai", which means sadness, while "W" is represented
by the three characters "da", "bu", "liu" which mean big, cloth, and six, respectively. While this undertaking appears at first to be a perfectly rational exercise in linguistic communication, what ultimately comes across is an underlying sense of awkwardness and absurdity." Thanks Sarah for the email.

Detached Conceptualism







Erik Wysocan's "Untitled (Frozen Moment)" brings to mind two artists: Marcel Duchamp and Michael Craig-Martin. Both artists, the latter inspired by the former, employed detached conceptualism, minimal construction, and the readymade as techniques to interrogate the experience of art. Michael Craig-Martin's "Oak tree" and Marcel Duchamp's "Air de Paris" taken together seem to be precursors to Wysocan's "Untitled (Frozen Moment)".

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

The Act of Mimesis















Explicit performative. Those two words I believe define and give color to the work of South African born/Berlin based artist Candice Breitz. What do those two words mean? Well, if we take a "look" at Judith Butler's "Bodies That Matter: On the Discursive Limits of "Sex", we might be able to take a peek at the "Explicit". Normatively, the word "Explicit" can refer to sex. But is there anything explicit in Candice Breitz's work? Conventionally, the answer is no. It is also easy to see that Breitz's work operates as "stylized bodily acts", they are performed. Here we can bring Judith Butler back into the thick of things and see that " these stylised bodily acts, in their repetition, establish the appearance of an essential, ontological "core" gender." Her choice of styling and wardrobe make impressions on our reading of "Sex" in normative ways, while still being subversive. Thus the production of identity and our ability to "identify" a representation is always already deferred, and here I'm thinking of the late Jacques Derrida.

Breitz work is poppy, humorous, because it introduces icons of femininity, while simultaneously bringing to the foreground distancing techniques like the theatrical, or more accurately pathos.

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Loneliness

My first really long poem . Comments are specially requested , irrespective of how you feel the poem is .


Amidst thousands of people on campus ,
With dozens of Clubs and groups around
Various forums to voice our views
Counseling service to listen to our woes
Bhais and wingies to share our happiness
academic batchmates to crack problems together
Security gaurds to provide what else , security
and an administration making sure you become a success

Going to classes together ,
Eating our meals in huge companionship
Spending night-outs in brain-storming sessions
Going to MT for relaxing the mind
and coming back for a sleep to dream big dreams
waking up again
going to classes together

So many people
So many activities
So much I've done
So much I am doing
And So much there is to be done
But I pause for a moment
and reflect on how lonely I really am .

Further I reflect , further I feel
Am I really lonely ?
Or is it just that I like feeling that way ?
I like things the way they are
I like speaking to my friends
I just love the brain storming sessions
Lonely , I definitely am not
So i asked , What is it ?
Suddenly , feeling lonely was not feeling so good .
And I stopped feeling lonely altogether .
After all , it's all in the mind
And the mind is what matters.
And I am a happy person on the go again .

RED

Anger . Love . Valentines . Girls . SinCity . Blood . Anukokunda Oka Roju . Charmy . Manchester United . Liverpool , Arsenal . Ferrari . Schumi . Mrunal . My name is RED . Blood again . Zimbabwe . Coca-Cola . Redheads . Archie . Lipstick . Communists . Karl Marx . Sauce . Chicken Tikka . My back pack . Blood again . And again . I know , I am psychotic . Ducati 999 . My fake Nike tee . Trying to think of more "RED" stuff . Blank . Still Blank . End of lecture . End of post .