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Cyberpunk’d: Cornell’s Boxes are Gorges

cornellSo a few months ago went all nerdcore and ordered $3 paperbacks of all of William Gibson’s old books. You know, guy who coined the word cyberspace, was writing about “the matrix” in the 80s, imagined we “jack in” to the internets through literal sockets in our skulls.

Anyway, we’re reading Count Zero at the moment, and a nodal point in the plot references Joseph Cornell boxes. Being embarrassingly unversed in art history, we looked ‘em up–little boxes of composed ephemera and second hand objects–french maps, cut outs of birds, newsprint–it’s like this guy is channelling an inner aesthetic we could never quite put our finger on. Here’s a little write up on a nice meta-collectors blog that we came across in our digging. We are amazed and inspired.

The Museum of Material Culture

momcAh, anthropology as art gallery as museum. We likey! We may have this all mixed up, but the new Museum of Material Culture, formerly the Common Wealth Gallery, located on the third floor of an old warehouse building in Madison, WI, is now exhibiting a show called “Here’s Everything I Know, She Said. (Excerpts From the Research of Dorothy Hamlin)” The exhibit focuses on everyday objects and their personal, psychological connections with their owners and users, such as an anthropomorphized letter opener named Rebecca and a yellowed linen shirt displayed with a powder brush which bears evidence of compulsive over-powdering of the face and neck region.

Oh good stuff. Upcoming @ MoMC:

* Handmade Etiquette
* The Art of Leather Carving
* Tools of Unknown Origin
* Jesus Sightings: Concrete to Toast

in real life we’re much less bitchy

mappyArt Fag City’s pitting (overrated light artist) James Turrel vs. Alice Aycock in a devestating expose of public sculptures in New York (catalogued via google maps). It’s part of the Let’s Meet In Real Life series that we mentioned a few weeks back with regard to SD Idea Man Jesse Aaron Cohen.

And look, they’re making a zine!

In keeping with the intent of the show — to reveal the behind the scenes operations of online work through the use of public physical space — we intend to use the gallery itself in the same way we employ the Internet: as a method of distribution. As such, the last two hours of the residency will be dedicated to printing out the findings and compiling them as a homemade limited edition zine. This will include individual works found on Google maps, a map locating all sculptures, and a lot of low resolution pictures.

In other google map projects, today we discovered SeeClickFix, which maps civic problems to be reported (by volunteer “fixers”) to 311.

covert op needed

sleeping women lieHey Ladies! Are you really good at sleeping? Do you like Museums? Do you need a job? Well then we’ve got the gig for you. The New Museum has some wack-a-doodle installation up and they need women to sleep in it during public hours. For money. No joke! I mean it’s on idealist, really!

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Chun Yun, I will sleep for you, but alas, I am not a woman.

NEW MUSEUM SEEKS PARTICIPANTS FOR CHU YUN PERFORMANCE
COME AND SLEEP AT THE NEW MUSEUM

The NEW MUSEUM is searching for women between the ages of 18 and 40 to take part in an installation by contemporary artist CHU YUN (b.1977, Jiangxi, China)

The exhibition

The exhibition, “The Generational: Younger Than Jesus,” is the first edition of a major recurring triennial at the New Museum. It will be the first international exhibition in New York City devoted to emerging artists from around the world.

From April 7th to June 28th, the exhibition will present the work of fifty international artists born after 1976, offering a rich and intricate exploration of the production of a new generation of artists.

During the exhibition the museum will present Chu Yun’s artwork This is XX (2006), consisting of a female participant sleeping in a bed installed in the museum.

The artist

Artist Chu Yun is based in Beijing and studied traditional Chinese painting at the Fine Arts Academy of Sichuan. He creates installations that challenge commonly accepted elements of contemporary society. In This is XX, Chu Yun creates a human sculpture by inducing sleep.

The title of the work changes according to the participant’s name, from This is Kate to This is Jenny and so forth. It was first exhibited at Frieze Art Fair in London, where the piece featured a different participant each day.

Chu Yun’s work has been exhibited throughout China and Europe.

Participant profile

Women aged between 18 and 40 who are willing to come and sleep at the Museum during its opening hours to the public. Volunteers who can make a long-term commitment and who have current valid health insurance will be given priority.

The New Museum will cover the cost of a visit to each participant’s regular doctor as well as a prescription for a sleeping aid. Participants will have to come to the museum by 11:45 am, consume a sleeping aid, get into a bed installed in the exhibition space, and sleep as many consecutive hours as possible.

Working Hours & Conditions

Exhibition: April 7th, 2009 – June 28th, 2009: during the opening hours of the museum
(Wednesday 12-6pm, Thursday and Friday 12-9pm, Saturday and Sunday 12-6pm).

Ideally, we expect each participant to sleep for 6 hours.
How to Apply:
For registration or further information please send a short biography, a picture and your availability to Anna Clifford at curatorial_intern2@newmuseum.org, at your earliest convenience and we will arrange a follow up meeting.

warhol’s fucktory?

Seems the Guggenheim’s gone guerrilla. Our favorite salmon-colored newspaper reports on a promotional postcard for an upcoming Warhol panel, “The Worst of Warhol,” whose text-side reads, in faux-ball point handwriting:

“Andy Warhol was a boring fuck and so were all of his boring fuck head friends and stupid shit for brains fans and I’m glad he died.”

This would be cool, if some dumb Warholian fuck didn’t have to claim art out of it. Instead, we get a credit line: “artist” Richard Price calls it Untitled (joke).

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