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Showing posts with label Art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Art. Show all posts
Saturday, June 23, 2018
Sunday, March 12, 2017
Saturday, August 29, 2015
Various Things
A collection of art, nature and a little architecture. We'll start with an anonymous art piece in the Emeryville Marina.
Bufano's Madonna in Fort Mason.
Wendy Ross's sculpture of Congressman Phil Burton in Fort Mason.
Fire Boat near Point Reyes Station.
Zhu Jinchi's boat in the Asian Art Museum.
Big snake in Golden Gate Park.
Big Sale on Clement Street.
Cuttlefish at the Monterey Bay Aquarium.
Kelp Forrest at the Monterey Bay Aquarium.
Heart of Darkness at 555 California Street.
Bufano's Madonna in Fort Mason.
Wendy Ross's sculpture of Congressman Phil Burton in Fort Mason.
Fire Boat near Point Reyes Station.
Zhu Jinchi's boat in the Asian Art Museum.
Big snake in Golden Gate Park.
Big Sale on Clement Street.
Kelp Forrest at the Monterey Bay Aquarium.
Heart of Darkness at 555 California Street.
Tuesday, February 10, 2015
Ai Weiwei on Alcatraz
Ai Weiwei's wonderful show was constructed completely by volunteers under the artist's remote direction. He's not allowed to leave China. The installation starts at the New Industries Building which is somewhat decrepit but light and airy. Red jacketed volunteers act as guides. The photos are a mixture of mine and Madame Le Chef's.
The first thing you see is a big paper dragon kite. This is the start of the piece "Wind".
This is what the dragon looks out at.
The dragon is surrounded by bird kites.
The second piece is "Trace". It's portraits of political prisoners done in Legos. Although the artist was imprisoned by the Cinese government, he doesn't let any other governments off the hook.
There are books explaining what the people were imprisoned for. In order to see the next piece, "Refraction" you have to go into the very narrow gun gallery and peer through panes of glass which are covered by plexiglass since some of the panes are broken. The reason the corridor was named "the gun gallery" is that the guards observed the prisoners working from there. If a riot broke out, the guards could break the glass and shoot the prisoners.
The claustrophobic nature of the gun gallery is a good preparation for the next pieces which are in the much older central prison building. Madame Le Chef and I agreed that the most moving piece was "Stay Tuned". You were invited to sit in a cell and listen to a song or speech or poem which was broadcast from a square hole in the wall, down near the floor. It was as if you were listening to a message from another cell.
The text was posted on the wall across from the cell. I really liked this poem.
As always, World bless Pussy Riot.
The last piece that we photographed was "Blossom". Various bathtubs, basins and toilets in the hospital were filled with porcelain flowers made in China. That, the beautiful light and the decaying walls transformed them into weirdly sacral objects.
The first thing you see is a big paper dragon kite. This is the start of the piece "Wind".
This is what the dragon looks out at.
The dragon is surrounded by bird kites.
The second piece is "Trace". It's portraits of political prisoners done in Legos. Although the artist was imprisoned by the Cinese government, he doesn't let any other governments off the hook.
There are books explaining what the people were imprisoned for. In order to see the next piece, "Refraction" you have to go into the very narrow gun gallery and peer through panes of glass which are covered by plexiglass since some of the panes are broken. The reason the corridor was named "the gun gallery" is that the guards observed the prisoners working from there. If a riot broke out, the guards could break the glass and shoot the prisoners.
The claustrophobic nature of the gun gallery is a good preparation for the next pieces which are in the much older central prison building. Madame Le Chef and I agreed that the most moving piece was "Stay Tuned". You were invited to sit in a cell and listen to a song or speech or poem which was broadcast from a square hole in the wall, down near the floor. It was as if you were listening to a message from another cell.
The text was posted on the wall across from the cell. I really liked this poem.
As always, World bless Pussy Riot.
The last piece that we photographed was "Blossom". Various bathtubs, basins and toilets in the hospital were filled with porcelain flowers made in China. That, the beautiful light and the decaying walls transformed them into weirdly sacral objects.
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
Mission Street
Everyone knows that Mission Street will go the way of Valencia Street and be gentrified, but at the moment there is plenty of photographer bait left.
We can start with some photographs. Please click.
Ropa usada.
This is art.
We can start with some photographs. Please click.
Ropa usada.
This is art.
Yet more.
Philosophical advice.
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
Dark Shadows
Mme Le Chef took these photos at an exhibit which is now closed at SFMOMA.
http://www.sfmoma.org/exhib_events/exhibitions/459
The artist was projecting the names and coordinates of various local radio stations which were being played but for most of the people in the gallery, including the crew from the bureau, the important point was that the projection system could project really big and really dense shadows.
More.
And more.
And, of course, kids really like it.
http://www.sfmoma.org/exhib_events/exhibitions/459
The artist was projecting the names and coordinates of various local radio stations which were being played but for most of the people in the gallery, including the crew from the bureau, the important point was that the projection system could project really big and really dense shadows.
More.
And more.
And, of course, kids really like it.
Monday, July 18, 2011
Clarion Alley
While taking a postprandial walk with a friend, we went through Clarion Alley, which is pictured in the man-shaped cutout. (Please Click.)
The haunting.
That damn Mission.
The persistence of memory.
Through the wonder of the internet, I discovered the quote is from Rumi.
Word Art.
Unicorn?
The haunting.
That damn Mission.
Through the wonder of the internet, I discovered the quote is from Rumi.
Word Art.
Unicorn?
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