Showing posts with label Art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Art. Show all posts

Warhol's Chelsea Girls

Apparently the whole thing is on Youtube!

NIX NIX NIX NIX, Friday 24.2.12 @100GRAD

A little shtick we're doing with another Berliner jew, on this weekend's "100 degree" festival. Featuring some song, dance, death, Wittgenstein and something white.

History of cool #3: Tilda Swinton

Or as D-listed put it, the alien goddess from planet Bowie.


She calls people "dude" and says she's "a man of my word":




this one is from Jarman's Wittgenstein, referencing Nijinska by Man Ray




Relational Aesthetics by Hennesy Youngman

Anat sent me this lovely guy a few days ago.

Fire in my belly by David Wojnarowicz

Another unexpected turn the day took. The Video consists of two films: Wojnarowicz's piece titled "Fire in my belly" (1986-7) and another excerpt that didn't make it to the tim, which he defined as a work in progress. I recommend the first one, it's much more interesting and evocative, in a very simple, direct way but still somehow with a very nice touch to it.

People vs. Art

I love it when art causes "Violent and disgusting outburst[s] of emotion"



Maybe she was playing too much of this game:

Also it made me think about this lovely series of painting by Israeli artist Zoya Cherkassky:

And this action carried out by Gadi Sprukt and Jack Faber, with Tel Aviv museum's hysterical response

Egyptism

Egypt was always at the center of attention and an object of fascination for cultural orientalists. I'm sure there are many historical, mythological and imaginary reasons for that special occidental love, and I would leave it to the theoreticians to explain. I'm as usual fascinated with the fascination and the way it evolved into pop culture. So here are two amusing/disturbing 20th century performative moments that materialize this perversion:

Wilson Keppel and Betty doing their popular Sand Dance routine (c. 1933): And the gorgeous Kate Bush making her properly insane and absolutely not PC contribution to the discourse (1979):

History of cool #1: Josephine Baker

Starting a new in-blog series exploring the history of cool.
Kicking off with this master of performance

A beautiful little moment

From AKA PS 2010 piece we called "FRIDAY", I just found this little moment and wanted to share it with the world. Efrat is quite dead here already after performing for four hours, and I love this kind of presence. It's exactly for this quality that I wanted to create such a long performance


James is coming

My dear friend Lady James Unsworth is coming all the way from London to stay in the kitchen and also do an exhibition at this place in Neukölln



Some more VHS quality imagery

Continuing the nostalgic wave, here is what YouTube claims to be Madonna's first performance. Whether it's true or not, it is quite cool. I'm not sure what i like best: the set, the choreography or the supporting gays. Actually, I am sure: the gays. Especially the tall one.



It also reminds me a little bit of this:



Leigh Bowery in d'Offay Gallery, 1988

This is one of Bowery's projects I didn't know before seeing this documentary about the gorgeous genius, made by his friend and collaborator Charles Atlas. He spent a week in the Anthony d'Offay gallery space, locked up behind a two-way mirror and dressed in some of his magnificant, iconic looks. The result is something like Marina Abramovic meets Grace Jones on the set of a Jodorowski film.

 

Alona Rodeh - when you are here

a great video my dear friend Alona made. I think it's a beautiful example of how a specific gaze in the right context can give you a glimpse of a whole process. When you see this little moment in the car next to some of Alona's installations, her take on live art and kinetic, time-based sculpture becomes very clear. Nowadays, doing something so specific without making it literal and (pseudo-)intellectual is truly a blessing. Cheers babe! :-)



It also reminded me of this little one I made two years ago:




Here's another one of Alona's installations in Brener St. in Tel Aviv:




And continuing this very free stream of consciousness, here is a gorgeous piece by Brussels theatermaker Kris Verdonck:

Herzog + Lynch =

Just saw this one two days ago, it's a Lynch (producer) and Herzog (director) collaboration, and it's brilliant as expected.
This part features the Caetano Veloso song that Almodovar used in Hable Con Ella, and of course Herzog's interpretation of the typical Almodovarian kitsch is so much better than the original one. A wonderful example to this wacko's flirt with Holywood since he moved there. Pure gold.

I love Richard Serra

And here's another reason why: this beautiful piece with Nancy Holt from 1974