There are beauty and ugly in the act of reflection. Looking back on a life lived is a nearly meta-experience. It’s watching a life happen that used to be yours but isn’t anymore. You’re the sum of that past you’s experiences and of years and years more. But as an artist creates over decades, they leave pieces of themselves behind in their work, concrete reflections, pieces of frozen time that can be re-examined both objectively and subjectively. You start to find common themes and enduring lessons once you connect the dots. Your history is evidenced. It’s hard not to. Continue reading
A few nights ago, a Brooklyn club hosted the Raw art party I wrote about here. Naturally, any art show is a magnet for the weird and fantastic. I met a lot of artists and saw and heard a lot of wonderful things, but I cannot possibly recount all of it, or this article would go on for-fucking-ever. Allow me to give you a hazy and incomplete rundown of the evening’s events, from the perspective of a sweaty fedora-wearing non-artist who can barely keep her eyes awake.
Look up. No, on the page, at the top, above Femme Fawkes. See that piece of art that looks vaguely like the top half of a head, with all those squiggly swirly things and intersecting lines with bits of color? That is my head, and the name of that art piece is called Internet Killed the Video Star, done by the incomparable vodkinista artiste Theresa E. Theresa E has a show in Brooklyn on Saturday June 19th: RAW presents KALEIDOSCOPE. Let me tell you why you are going to buy a ticket and come to the show.
Being a creative comes with perks. I have been given a world of creative friends from so many different corners of the art spectrum, between visual arts, design, film, and music. Today seems like a wonderful day to highlight the creative skills of a few friends. Watch this video, “The Worth of a Heart,” by (e)motion picture, filmed by Rumspringen.