Friday, February 24, 2012

Human Writes/ Performance-Installation by W. Forsythe

I attended the Human Writes performance last night by William Forsythe where dancers attempt to write out, mostly in charcoal, the declaration of Human Rights on tables. They use body language and extraordinary means of drawing - like their forehead, elbow or even tongues and noses, in order to express the effort it takes to preserve human rights. It was quite a spectacular event and there was more "drawing" than dancing. I can't say I've ever seen a woman chew charcoal and spit it back out in order to make a letter, and since audience participation was encouraged, I assisted a man who dragged a table around to make his letters. It makes for some curious artwork ideas and an interesting night. And since I didn't see a no photos sign, here are some shots so you get a better idea.









Tuesday, February 21, 2012

L'hiver/ Winter

The only reason I can bear cold winters is the snow. Probably my least favorite season, winter only has one plus the snow: big snowflakes, fairytale frosted trees and snowballs. I suppose another fun part is the scarves and gloves, although more necessities than fashion accessories.
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The pigeons burrowed against the wall in the last image are adorable!




Monday, February 20, 2012

Oil Pastels

I joined a little art club at the age of 12, and at the time I was really into oil pastels. I recently found a box, well what was left of it, and thought I'd challenge my former self. First of all, the set I had should be embarrassed to call itself pastels, and should've been more accurately named oil neons. Out of a the garish pallet I was left with 7 colors and since I was out of luck and missing red, my sketch for a field of poppies had to be become cosmos pink. Perhaps I should've tackled the same subjects and displayed them side by side, a before and after sort of thing, but somehow butterflies and dinosaurus are behind me now. Furthermore, how terrifying would it be to find out that I was better at this back then? I will admit this, I sure had a lot more patience for the medium and used to handle its lack of control much better. So this is my current attempt at oil pastels.