Posts Tagged ‘Kathryn Garcia’

Indoor Miner

Monday, February 18th, 2013

Daniel Feinberg, my favorite art world professional, has curated a group show called Diamonds, Diamonds.  Daniel is an artist, artist liaison, artist enabler, zine maker, poet, and curator.  Despite my enthusiasm for it, I won’t be able to see Diamonds, Diamonds, because it’s in Miami, but to the thousands of Floridians who read this blog, please consider my recommendation to see the show.  And to the tens of thousands of locals who read this blog, look to Daniel’s show for some of your favorite female artists: Ketuta Alexi-Meskhishvili, Nadia Ayari, Lisa Beck, Barb Choit, Evie Falci, Kathryn Garcia, Michelle Lopez, Davina Semo, Amy Yao, and Tamara Zahaykevich.  For everyone else, check out Jon Leon’s press release, a bright star in a dark sky of repressive, academic press releases.  The full version is below.

 

Everything you’ve heard about diamonds is true. They really are slippery jewels that glisten and sparkle in the sunshine. The wettest diamonds are especially radiant. Touching a wet diamond for the first time imprints memories that leave a lifetime of traces. There isn’t an experience quite like holding a wet diamond as it perspires between your fingers. The firm pit of the diamond that lies within the soft padding around its angles is a magic center where an intensity of joy is released. Dipping your hands into a diamond mineschle, bringing your treasure up to the surface, and plunging your face into the jagged spectrum of their light is a moment of calm natural serenity. Placing a flawless wet diamond into your very own jewelry box is a sacred moment. Like the rising of the sun above the gently breaking waves around you the jewelry box bursts into an index of transcendent pleasures. White lights dance beneath your eyelids, big stars explode into a skyfull of bright white dots, and the world fades into a variety of color. Open your jewelry box and let the diamonds spill out onto the sheets. Displaying your gems on creamy satin or exotic animal skins is the optimal condition for encouraging their flushed fragrant bloom. Drop them into aquatic pools and watch them drizzle to the waterbed. Love their precious versatility because it is their virtue.

Some say that oysters are full of pearls. In fact, oysters shucked in two will reveal succulent diamonds. It is the kind of ointment you’ll wish to bathe in. When you suck the syrupy nectar from an oyster its taste is beyond the thrust of imagination. Take two oysters, crush them into each other, and watch them dissolve into tennis bracelets. A diamond shaped from breaking salt waves, white sand, and sun will provide the utmost pleasure. Nude diamonds illuminated like beacons populate the beachfronts of far-flung resorts. Discovering a wet nude diamond becomes the life work of mystics and connoisseurs. One must hold the diamond close in order to absorb its full affect. There aren’t pictures in a book that can describe the silky aroma of nature’s climactic jewel. It’s like a vast open peach orchard at daybreak frosted with a moist heavenly dew. Of the endangered diamonds it is the forbidden stones that fall from the sky like starshowers that are the most dear. Lie down on the beach at night and look to the constellations. Open your mouth wide and swallow the diamond beams. Completely disrobe for a deep diamond tan.

There are diamonds as big as walnuts. And then there are diamonds as big as The Ritz. The healthiest diamonds are the biggest, wildly cut, stones. Great big diamonds that you can wear on chains that hang between your breasts, or sewn into your hair. But the best way to wear a diamond is all over your face. Daubing diamonds into your cheeks like a rouge, or allowing them to drool over your lips is preferable. Tonguing diamonds, even eating a whole diamond is good for the skin. Surrendering like a captive to the diamond’s intrepid elocution is the only way to commingle with its essence. Lie prone to its largesse. Wrap your hands around it and look deeply into its center. It will tell you things – warm, soft, seductions. You can learn to swim, as dolphins have, in an ocean of diamonds. Imagine a vast expanse of glowing serenity punctuated by the occasional silver fin. You can be a part of it. With a pocketful of diamonds you can escape to the limits.

"Carla" by Kathryn Garcia

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Meanwhile, here is a gem of a mediation that “Diamonds” curator Daniel Feinberg wrote after a visit to Naples, Italy.

Napoli Report

To believe that really good art goes into the unknown. Or arouses the
unknown. Sol LeWitt at Museu D’Arte Contemporanea Donnaregina
Napoli. Michelangelo Merisi da Carravagio at Pio Monte della
Misericordia. Currently around the corner from each other, like two
UFO’s crash landed from two different planets, not exactly friends,
certainly colleagues. LeWitt’s Hanging Complex Form, 1989 and
Carravagio’s final painting The Seven Works of Mercy, 1607 are
hexagonal simulacra of one another’s mysethical radiance. Kinetic
as the trinity may be, formally each work develops three equal axies
that intersect in their content slant concept. American art historian
John Spike notes that the angel at the center of Caravaggio’s
altarpiece transmits the grace that inspires humanity to be merciful.
LeWitt’s division of grace takes transmission through the prosthetic
stretch of a complex form. Painted wood, pure void. Father, son,
spirit triangulates down, movement imported into mass as Heinrich
Wölfflin wrote of the painting. I think of a poem I read in the 90s:

If God exists
and I know he must
he does in a dark-green,
feathery
¾ time.

Irrational baroque romanticism saves lives. It’s practically a
tautology. Two eruptions, behind closed doors, in an ancient city.
Beyond the market, there is another market, spreading chaos to the
cash rules everything around me set theories. But money problems
are merely surface manifestations. Euro Churches still remind me
of that, but so does American Minimalism: isotopic illuminations of
model behavior, utopian shadows scaled by tenebric light, new forms
new thoughts new age. Primary geometries and modular theologies
aside, I think that transcendence is an important conversation for
slaves or prisoners or curators to have.

 

 

Exquisite Everywhere

Thursday, October 21st, 2010

Who turned on the Exquisite Corpse Zeitgeist? The assembled, collated, spliced, joined, and improvised leviathans are grotesquely leering and freaking out viewers in every corner of the City, and just in time for Halloween.

Pruitt

In Fort Greene, the DIY homemakers Second-Floor present A Feast of Fools. Including over sixty artists, the exhibition reinterprets the exquisite corpse as a carnivalesque bacchanal where hierarchies between body parts dissolve into a throbbing hermaphroditic mass.  This should be great; one half of Second-Floor, Sarvia Jasso, was one half of Brooklyn is Burning, dissolved after a hysteric brought down their event at PS1.

THROBBING HERMAPHRODITIC MASS
THROBBING HERMAPHRODITIC MASS
THROBBING HERMAPHRODITIC MASS

Opens Saturday, October 23 from 2-5pm @ 19 S. Oxford St. #4 and features David Abecassis, Amy Albracht, Darren Bader, Natalie Beall, Cara Benedetto, Linda Bernal, Michael Bilsborough (he sucks), Miguel Calderon, Matteo Callegari, Cammi Climaco, Catherine Czacki with Sarah Dziedzic and Merran Swartwood, N. Dash, Ariel Dill, Francesca Di Mattio with Garth Weiser, Coco Dolle, Hector Arce Espasas, Jeremy Everrett, Michele Fiedler, Robert Fontanelli, Kathryn Garcia, Kate Gilmore, James Gortner, Matt Greene, Vivienne Griffin, Pablo Guardiola, Nathan Gwyne, Gregory Hayes, Esther Klaes, Marcus Knupp, Alex Hudson, Richard Lidinsky, Kalup Linzy, Lovett/ Codagnone, Hector Madera Gonzalez, Nora Maite, Liz Magic Laser, Nadja Verena Marcin with Inbal Abergil, Jie Liang Lin, Francisco Marcial and Bill Santen, Christina McPhee, Lucas Michael, Jessica Mitrani, Juan Antonio Olivares with Alessandro Bava, Milano Chow, Alex Turgeon, Virginia Poundstone, Hugo Richard, Christopher Rivera, Rachel Rose, Georgia Sagri, Christian Sampson, Kristine Servia, Lior Shvil, Joshua Shwartz, Nick Stillman, Nanette Sullano, Jonathan Torres, Cody Trepte with Erich Bollman, Cristia Tufiño, Sebastian Vallejo, Jesse Willenbring, Michael Zahn

On Friday night, the Powerhouse Arena in DUMBO will launch The Exquisite Book with a “big PARTY and EXHIBITION” sponsored by renowned curator Stella Artois.

All 100 of the artists’ pages will be on view, hung in the connected order they appear in the book. The pieces have been created as Plywerk bamboo mounted prints and will be for sale at the exhibition.

PLYWERK BAMBOO MOUNTED
PLYWERK BAMBOO MOUNTED
PLYWERK BAMBOO MOUNTED

The book, with an intro by Dave Eggers, will also be for sale and you can meet and get your book signed by these participating artists:

Carson Ellis, Mike Perry, Deanne Cheuk, Jen Corace, Jennifer Daniel, Nigel Peake, Joe Hart, Caitlin Keegan, Nigel Peake, Mike Lowery, Katy Horan, Zach Kanin, Chris Kyung, Aaron Meshon, Leif Parsons, Arthur Jones, Laura Ljungkvist, Jonathon Rosen (SVA in the House!), Ryan Jacob Smith, Claudia Pearson, Ben Finer, Liz Zanis and the authors Julia Rothman, Jenny Volvovski and Matt Lamothe.

Friday October 22nd 6-9pm @ Powerhouse Arena, 37 Main Street.  Thanks to Julia Rothman for the tip!

Dana Schutz tops Ryan McGinness, topping Enoc Perez

And already up and running is The Exquisite Corpse Drawing Project aka the Armitage Gone! Dance Exquisite Corpse project at The Gasser Grunert Gallery, curated by titan David Salle, no stranger himself to butts and junctions.

Did you miss it at the Armory Show?  If so, then here: more than 200 internationally recognized visual artists and photographers participated and proceeds will benefit Armitage Gone! Dance, an internationally acclaimed contemporary dance company under the direction of renowned choreographer Karole Armitage.

Josephine Meckseper tops Laurie Anderson, topping Olaf Breuning, who tops Nick Mauss

INTERNATIONALLY ACCLAIMED CONTEMPORARY
INTERNATIONALLY ACCLAIMED CONTEMPORARY
INTERNATIONALLY ACCLAIMED CONTEMPORARY

This one is not for the Teabaggers, cuz it’s full of elites: Vito Acconci, Laurie Anderson, Donald Baechler, John Baldessari, Ross Bleckner, Louise Bourgeois, Cecily Brown, Sandro Chia, Francesco Clemente, Chuck Close, Will Cotton, Eric Fischl, Robert Gober, Alex Katz, Karen Kilimnik, Jeff Koons, Richard Meier, Malcolm Morley, Tom Otterness, Tony Oursler, Chloe Piene, Enoc Perez, Richard Phillips, David Salle, Dana Schutz, Andres Serrano, Joel Shapiro, Rosemarie Trockel, William Wegman, Robert Wilson and Terry Winters.

Joe Bradley, Ena Swansea, Fred Tomaselli