Pffft.... (PIC Heavy)

CRAZY SEMESTER.
I think I will fail one of my classes (for the lamest reason ever haha) but oh well!
I finally finished it and I'm kind-of-glad with the whole result. I focused on my art work, got another job (full time, yay) and just tried to handle everything.
My social life suffered but, oh well, I need to learn from my mistakes.

On other news, I'm bringing a set of random photos from my iPod, just to fill space and stop feeling guilty for not posting as often. Have a terrific day :)

Chika Matsuda

Lame-ass excuses of photographs from this really nice exhibition.
Matsuda is a Japanese artists that came to my University and stayed in town for 10 months at The Border Art Residency. 
She is such a sweet person, while her work simply kicks ass. Taking in consideration the multi-media approach her work offers many interpretations and just so much to look at, absorb and think about. 
For me, her work is simply interesting and beautiful.

Inspiration packed in an ipod II

None of the pieces are mine (with the exception of the last photo... the painting at the back is mine!). 

And they go without proper credits since I don't remember what is from who. 

In case you know the artists, please let me know. Thank you.

Inspiration packed in an ipod.

None of the pieces are mine. And they without proper credits since I don't remember what is from who. 

In case you know the artists, please let me know. Thank you.

mejor

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the silence beneath the bark / le silence sous l'écorce

Credits: joanna lurie

Funeral Blues

by W.H. Auden

 
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

Read it, learn it, live it.

HOW TO STEAL LIKE AN ARTIST (AND 9 OTHER THINGS NOBODY TOLD ME)

by Austin Kleon

I get inspired and then... killed.

Shan Jiang

Performers, not composers.

Talking of which...

“If you love two people at the same time, choose the second one. Because if you truly loved the first one, you wouldn’t love another. There are four questions of value in life… What is sacred? Of what is the spirit made? What is worth living for, and what is worth dying for? The answer to each is the same. Only love.”

- Johnny Depp

Yaradarayaradara

By: David Foldvar

Talking about awesomeness.

By: Saching Teng

Drunk .

Choosing happiness & selfishness over you.

I need a lover.

Artist & Credits & Sources: FCP

Takashi Murakami spricht mit Mako Wasaka, February 24,2000 Murakami Studio, Brooklyn ,NY

( Original unter http://www.jca-online.com/murakami.html )

( Source: http://www.kunstwissen.de/fach/f-kuns/b_postm/murak0.htm )

Murakami: Only those artists who have an ability in marketing can survive in the art world. Damien Hirst is a good example. Through his art, you can see the process of how an artist can survive in the art world. First of all, distinctively situate his/her position in art history. Second, articulate what the beauty of his/her art is. Next, sexuality. Then, death. Present what he/she finds in death. If an artist aptly rotates this cycle, he/she can survive. Damien Hirst has been repeating the cycle of birth, death, love, sex and beauty.

Wakasa: Doesn’t every artist try to repeat that cycle?

Murakami: Yes. That’s why Picasso has been continuously consumed as well as Warhol. This attests that artists that have a sense of the market make the best of the rotation. The reason why Matthew Barney is not doing well is that the style of his works remains similar. In addition, he couldn’t make an effective presentation in the theme of death. On the other hand, Damien Hirst expressed death so successfully by slicing cows that viewers understood him. He also succeeded in expressing beauty with his dot paintings.

Wakasa: But even though artists know marketing well, they don’t necessarily become successful.

Murakami: Of course, not. It depends on talent of an artist.

Wakasa: All your projects were very successful.

Murakami: Because I conducted research about the art market. There are examples of what an artist should do at a certain age. If someone wants to survive in any field, he or she should conduct research about the field he or she belongs to. But, most people don’t bother. I think an artist is a person like him. It’s a minimum resistance by a person who dares resist against his or her nihilistic perception: I cannot change anything. Therefore, people who have given up resistance find security when they look at art made by a person who is still resisting. They can have a fantasy that they might be able to resist, too. This is the role of the artist . That’s why I am making art.

Murakami: I think there should be a strong dark emotion within an artist in order to continuously create powerful works. I am making a catalog of the exhibition entitled “Super Flat” at Parco Gallery. It will be bilingual. The exhibition will travel the world. I curated it, including sculptures and comics. In addition, for promotion, I am conducting a series of dialogues on the magazine, Kokoku Hihyo.

Translated from the Japanese by Mako Wakasa and Naomi Ginoza
Text © copyright 2001, Journal of Contemporary Art, Inc. and the authors.
Images © copyright, Takashi Murakami. All rights reserved.

"Those that mind don't matter, and those that matter don't mind"

"Waiting for a train to go
or a bus to come, or a plane to show
or the mail to come, or the rain to slow
or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow
or waiting around for a Yes or a No
...or waiting for their hair to grow
Everyone is just waiting"
-Dr. Seuss


Quotes day, so that day continues waiting me in order to start.
And I just wait for you.

2011 first resolution.

Have you seen the movie?

Copying.

SONETO XVII
Pablo Neruda.

No te amo como si fueras rosa de sal, topacio
o flecha de claveles que propagan el fuego:
te amo como se aman ciertas cosas oscuras,
secretamente, entre la sombra y el alma.

Te amo como la planta que no florece y lleva
dentro de sí, escondida, la luz de aquellas flores,
y gracias a tu amor vive oscuro en mi cuerpo
el apretado aroma que ascendió de la tierra.

Te amo sin saber cómo, ni cuándo, ni de dónde,
te amo directamente sin problemas ni orgullo:
así te amo porque no sé amar de otra manera,

sino así de este modo en que no soy ni eres,
tan cerca que tu mano sobre mi pecho es mía,
tan cerca que se cierran tus ojos con mi sueño.

{ Credit }

My understanding is breaking.

"What we strive for is not a "beautiful" voice, but a voice rid of doubt and insecurity;
a voice perfectly in pinch with the honesty of any text or feeling; a voice that, in essence, sincere. Sincerity gives any voice compelling beauty."

Fatsy Rodenberg