31 January 2012
30 January 2012
Harry Callahan
I came across these images in The Guardian this Saturday, i had forgotten how much i like Harry Callahan's work!
These images are of Callahan's wife, Eleanor, and daughter, Barbara, in and around Chicago in the 1950's.
See more of Harry Callahan's work at the new Photographers Gallery at the V&A, London.
29 January 2012
27 January 2012
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— Jessica Stockholder, Art 21
“I think there are lots of different kinds of thinking. Your hands learn to do things that you could spend a whole day trying to write about and articulate. What’s intuition? It’s a kind of thinking. It’s not stupidity. And so I think there’s a discomfort associated with trying to put all those different ways the brain works together. So I kind of like to avail myself of that discomfort.”
“It’s odd to be in the studio and not know what you’re going to do. I think being an artist and choosing to put yourself in a circumstance where you don’t know just how things are going to work out and what you’re going to do is very exciting and rich and also difficult.”
“It’s odd to be in the studio and not know what you’re going to do. I think being an artist and choosing to put yourself in a circumstance where you don’t know just how things are going to work out and what you’re going to do is very exciting and rich and also difficult.”
— Jessica Stockholder, Art 21
26 January 2012
"The human frame being what it is, heart, body and brain all mixed together, and not contained in separate compartments as they will be no doubt in another million years, a good dinner is of great importance to good talk. One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well. "
Virginia Woolf's writing desk.
via oldchum
25 January 2012
24 January 2012
23 January 2012
"Not only have I always had trouble distinguishing between what happened and merely might have happened, I remain unconvinced that the distinction matters."
- Joan Didion
- Joan Didion
22 January 2012
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13 January 2012
Moonrise Kingdom
Wes Anderson's latest offering will be on my list of things to watch...i have a feeling it will be good use of Bruce..
11 January 2012
10 January 2012
9 January 2012
Everything I've done today could have been done by a bear. The long seasoned sleep. The lumbering out of bed. Tearing at a hard roll dipped in honey. And then sprawling lazily in the grass where the sun hit. I was going to take a bath but decided that would have been too much bear activity, so I showered. Or will in a bit. If I took a bath I think I would hunker down, expecting Emma Salmon to swim by so I could scoop her up.
Saw a lone deer at yesterday's sunset. It looked down the road with an expression as if waiting for something in particular. Antlers. That deer had a nice face. Like it would help you out in a jam if it could.
We are both going away. I had thought it was only me. I will now be paying more attention to what you will pack than to what I will.
Last night the wind was blowing fierce and temperatures were dropping fast. The blind knocked a glass item off the sill. I knew it would happen but left the glass item there anyway. The bedroom door was slamming open and shut. Fell asleep and woke with a scream while staring at a dark spot on the wall. When lightening flashed I saw the horizon on all four walls. Your silhouette on each. I knew then that I know exactly what it would feel like to stand before you again. With your nose moving as it does.
When I got up I noticed several complete outfits of clothes in piles on my floor. As if a group of men had dropped them and gone out into the storm naked.
If you think of something, do you stop to write it down.
LETTER 40 from LETTERS TO EMMA BOWLCUT, by Bill Callahan
LETTER 40 from LETTERS TO EMMA BOWLCUT, by Bill Callahan
Zadok Ben David
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Blackfield 2008, Painted stainless steel and sand - a metal garden, by London based artist Zadok Ben David, made up of 12,000 cut steel flowers & plants. One side painted black, the reverse glorious technicolour!
Most definitely on my list of things to one day see.
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