This is a space for me to share little bits of inspiration and to explore art, media, and all things internet-related. Expect to see incredible works of art from contemporary women artists (not me), quotes and advice from ladies I admire, random articles I find compelling, pretty things I encounter in my everyday adventures, and occasional updates on my academic/professional/personal life.
I went to an awesome talk last night where public artist and interactive sculptor, Jeppe Hein shared his charming thoughts and work. Hein was absolutely inspiring and really fun to listen to. The lecture included interactive elements with balloons, raisons, impromptu musical performances, and ricocheting ping pong balls to keep everyone on their toes and “in the here and now.” Most of Hein’s recent work deals with this concept of living in the present and embracing spontaneity. It’s an important reminder. Plus, it was cool to see an artist whose work so accurately reflects his personality and self. Loved it!
I even kept a ping pong ball 😀
I went to an awesome launch event last night for David Zwirner Books and their publication “No Problem: Cologne.” It’s a gorgeous book full of all my favorite eighties urban artists. Cindy Sherman, Barbara Kruger, Christopher Wool, Jeff Koons, Jenny Holzer, etc. It’s an impressive list. Plus, the book features a couple of Richard Prince pieces that I had never seen before so that was a fun bonus. It’s funny to think that after all my thesis research, there is still more work to discover.
One of the essayists, Bob Nickas was there for a Q and A and had some interesting thoughts about that particular art moment and it’s socio-historical context.
The book is available on Amazon and is currently featured on my coffee table.
I’m such a sucker for vintage photos. The mystery and nostalgia totally gets to me. I do, however, think it’s quite difficult to use vintage photos in contemporary art without having the whole piece look dated and frumpy. Nicole Crock’s photo and installation series,Tessellate, updates vintage looks into something completely modern and really captivating. It is very cool.
Plus, she describes the whole process and inspiration really eloquently on her site.
Tessellate is an ongoing project that uses vintage photographs of people and their homes found in thrift stores and antique malls. These left-behind images are disconnected from their origins but retain the vague ache of unknowable history as they are transformed into abstract, nostalgic tessellations. With each installment of the project the images and sculptures morph and multiply.
I love the 3D installation aspect, but the flat images have a really strong dimensionality as well. They are crisp and clean, without sacrificing depth or meaning. That’s a difficult balance to strike so needless to say, I am impressed. And some of them are available on Etsy! Score! I am moving across the country next month and will be settling into a new apartment (and life) so the themes here of estrangement and home are resonating especially well with me at the moment.
I’ve moved many times in my life, making the idea of home and community very significant to me. Ignited by this interest in location and movement, I tell the stories of place and transformation using found and constructed materials. I examine the elements of home through varied mediums including sculpture, installation, and performance.
Okay, this is too cool not to share. Mikko Kuorinki created this installation at the Museum of Contemporary Art in Finland called “Wall Piece with 200 Letters,” and I love it. The concept, the execution, everything. It’s simply beautiful.
As the title implies, Kuorinki created a poem or phrase from a finite set of letters which changed every week for a year. Part performance and part installation, the exhibit used text as both and aesthetic element and as a way to disrupt conventions of human behavior and communication.
Here are a couple favorites but the whole exhibition is documented on Kuorinki’s website.
Have you ever heard of the “feminine grotesque?” Neither had I. But the descriptor seems to fit Jessica Stoller’s ceramic works like a glove. These delicate and intricate porcelain sculptures are undoubtably girlish creations but with a darker edge. It’s totally badass.
I think Hyperallergic described her installation perfectly:
“At first glance, the grinning skull may not so much alarm you because the whole ensemble appears perfectly frilly, pastel, and proper. It takes a minute to register that a number of the desserts appear to be made from breasts, others topped with hands whose fingernails look like they belong to some Cruella de Vil–like personification of death. At one end of the table, what looks like a pastry features the visage of a blonde woman, her lips an icy purplish pink and a fly grazing on her left cheek. Suddenly the chocolate dripping from the strawberries at the other end begins to look quite sinister.”
So yeah. Creepy and weird and also incredible. Check her out.
I am back in Seattle and having a lovely summer of ice cream, sunshine, and good people. Lot’s of beach relaxation too! Unfortunately the internet speed at my parents house is stuck in the early nineties. I swear to god, it’s slower than dial-up. However, it’s been kind of a nice reminder to unplug and go outside…
So this is a little dump of snapshots I’ve taken in the past week or so. (All of which can also be found on my Instagram…so I guess this is a little bit redundant.) But I’ve been paying special attention lately to my iphone photography skills and trying to see the world in new and creative ways. Haha I feel obnoxious even saying that but it’s true. Probably, I’m just bored.
I found this on Tumblr recently and thought it was kind of fabulous. You’ve gotta love the irreverence millennials have for ancient art and museums. It’s ridiculous.
There is, however, a lot of serious and merited debate currently happening in the museum world over this very topic. Should we embrace this type of behavior or condemn it. A lot of museums are starting to do away with or readjust their iphone policies.
I survived! We made it to Maine right on schedule and I’m pretty sure I never want to see a bike again. I’m still a little shocked that I was actually able to accomplish something so way crazy freaking far out of my comfort zone.
…But now it’s on to the next adventure! My best friend from preschool is getting married this weekend. Damn we are getting old. Anyway, she got me this gorgeous necklace from that trendy jewelry brand, Dogeared. It is this mountain/pyramid/shield type thing and it’s supposed to be a reminder of my inner strength. I’m definitely feeling like a warrior in my poofy yellow bridesmaid dress. Bring it on!
Okay so I am taking a little hiatus from the blog, but it’s for a really good reason. A crazy one, at least. My father and I are taking three weeks to ride a tandem bike from North Dakota to the coast of Maine. 1,800 miles and eight states between us and victory! The two of us are actually hoping to complete a cross-country adventure that we started over ten years ago…
Once upon a time,12-year-old Meghan agreed to bike to North Dakota with her dad. It was the first half of a cross-country trip that he had been dreaming of for years. It was even written down on his official “Bucket List.” After three weeks of grueling 100 mile days in the sweltering Montana heat, we made it to our destination. It was one of the hardest things I have ever done. It was torture. Both mentally and physically, this trip took everything I had.
So now (because apparently I have some sort of obsession with doing impossible and painful things,) we are going to finish what we started. If I survive this, then I will be back at the end of June.
Wish me luck!!
Holy moly! I can’t believe graduation weekend is finally here! There is a whole list of adjectives that I am feeling in equal measure right now so I don’t even know how to describe it. I think the most accurate thing I can say is that I have a lot of feelings about it. Good feelings, bad feelings, scared feelings… All the feelings!
I’m excited, nervous, terrified, ecstatic, relieved, and, most notably, I am unbelievably grateful. Scripps College has been so good to me and has taught me so much about the world and about myself. It has both nurtured me and challenged me, and really has become my home. So while I am ready to move on and embrace the next adventure, I can’t help but look back on the past four years and feel a little sad to leave. All. The. Feelings.