Sunday, June 27, 2010

Buttons And Pins Madison Wisconsin



Responso by Louise Bourgeois
May and June deaths were nurtured many artists since its specificity expressed otherwise the world . Enter them, 31 died last May Louise Bourgeois, sculptor and visual artist notable Franco-American. What about it, in his monumental work that does not sound hollow? Still beat me three steel structures of nearly 10 m high placed in the turbine room at the newly opened Tate Modern, in summer 2000. Each tower had a platform on top where there was a chair surrounded by mirrors. You could go up, sit down and be absorbed in contemplation and reflection of one and called soledad.Se I Do, I Undo, I Redo installation, architecture, structure.

far from there, at the entrance of the museum Maman , one of his now famous giant spiders, envelope waiting for us. "My works are a reconstruction of the past. In the past they have become tangible, but at the same time are created in order to forget the past, to defeat, to revive in the memory and enable its oblivion." All its production revolves around the emotions from the memories of childhood, sexuality, love, alienation, loneliness, death. Reality and a metaphor for what can not be said, saying. Otherwise same.

LB bye expensive.

Sunday, June 6, 2010

Floating Arm Trebuchet Blueprint



Threads , Chantal Maillard

(Excerpts)

could play to make metaphors,
the end of the
analogy is that we learn the world and its causes.
could have the words in verse,
as formerly, for they could be
remember, remember what's important.
But time has passed, and nothing is important
, only air
only three syllables, on the page.



* You ask me consoling words, words that I confirm


your deep desire and deliver you from troubles
permanent. But I do not
I have
words of this kind.
accept my silence
best of me. Shun the breath that utters,
in my mouth, the bitter
the human condition.
And meanwhile, let me watch the flight

clothes hanging in the windows.



* Only the air is perfect.
The blouse is stained, the cat
dissatisfied
the hinge that holds the window was broken and dreamed
the edge of my bed, three shadows

pulled me confused. What
rigid threads, and how slow my cry
drowning!

air is just perfect.
No cause for the bird.


De Wire, Barcelona: Tusquets, 2007.