Brian Ulrich’s Copia—Retail, Thrift, and Dark Stores, 2001-11, a decade-long examination of the American consumer psyche, at the Cleveland Museum of Art
i love candy chang. Touching, interactive and urban.
Juliana Santacruz Herrera is filling Paris’s cracks and pothole with braided strips of fabric. Next up: New York!
Non Sign by Lead Pencil Studio
a roomful of noted heights. i thought this was appropriate. of course not for me, just human factors proofs.
(Source: fascinationation)
love love love environmental work.
Banksy impresses me. He has brought the movement of “graffiti” from gang proliferation to conceptual art. He is still living, and from what I hear, quite poplular for engagments. Oh, that, and he hasn’t been arrested yet.
It’s like this movement, this “graffiti”, this recognition of a craft in an alternative space is being quietly accepted by administration and the public. We might even be getting somewhere. For so long, everything deemed “art” had to have an association with a gallery, a museum, or the collection of some crusty white folks. Now, people are only closing one eye to the “defacement” of public and private property. Perhaps because they realize that it’s as normal as cave paintings; humans leaving their mark in their environment.
Cities that lack graffiti, that lack posters - taped to windows, nailed to telephone poles, are void of character. The public has little, to no influence on public and corporate architecture. They do not chose what their city looks like - but they can alter it. The only thing that comes to mind in a quiet, well-groomed place, is that the status quo holds priority.
When you move into a new apartment, you re-decorate. You hang your art work on the walls, you put your dishes in the kichen, and you add the garbage disposal if it’s not there. We make things comfortable. We’re selfish.
Respecting the insistence of keeping quiet is stifling, and for no good reason.
