I took off my glasses
While you were yelling at me once more than once
So as not to see you see me react
Should’ve put ‘em, should’ve put ‘em on again
So I could see you see me sincerely yelling back
See the nice boys - dancing in pairs
Golden earring golden tan
Blow-wave in the hair
Sure they’re all straight - straight as a line
All the guys are macho
Can’t you see their leather shine
You don’t want to sound dumb - don’t want to offend
So don’t call me a faggot
Not unless you are a friend
Then if you’re tall and handsome and strong
You can wear the uniform
and I could play along
Lavatory Self-Portraits in the Flemish Style, by American artist Nina Katchadourian, from her Seat Assignment series. This is the kind of impulsive play that keeps us cognitively limber: seeing the unorthodox connections between objects, people, situations, and abstractions, no matter where you are, or how dull your surroundings.
As explained by the artist:
While in the lavatory on a domestic flight in March 2010, I spontaneously put a tissue paper toilet cover seat cover over my head and took a picture in the mirror. The image evoked 15th-century Flemish portraiture. I decided to add more images made in this mode and planned to take advantage of a long-haul flight from San Francisco to Auckland, guessing that there were likely to be long periods of time when no one was using the lavatory on the 14-hour flight. I made several forays to the bathroom from my aisle seat, and by the time we landed I had a large group of new photographs entitled Lavatory Self-Portraits in the Flemish Style. I was wearing a thin black scarf that I sometimes hung up on the wall behind me to create the deep black ground that is typical of these portraits. There is no special illumination in use other than the lavatory’s own lights and all the images are shot hand-held with the camera phone. At the Dunedin Public Art Gallery, the photos were framed in faux-historical frames and hung on a deep red wall reminiscent of the painting galleries in museums like the Metropolitan Museum of Art.
Studio Ghibli has announced Kaze Tachinu (The Wind Rises), the next—and possibly the last—feature film written and directed by Hayao Miyazaki. It is to be loosely based on the life of Jiro Horikoshi, aircraft designer from the first half of the 20th century, especially known for his design of the Mitsubishi A6M “Zero Fighter”, which was used by the Japanese Navy in World War II, and was a notable presence in the attack of Pearl Harbor.
Considering Miyazaki’s consistent philosophy regarding the personal & global ramifications of war, and his painting-on-the-head-of-a-pin attention to detail when depicting the intricacies of individual characters, this should make for a very interesting story.
It is said that the film will also feature the Great Kantō Earthquake of 1923, which may be used to speak on the events of 2011’s Tōhoku earthquake and tsunami. Joe Hisaishi will provide the score.
Kaze Tachinu will have a Summer 2013 release in Japan.
via Ghibli Blog
Stars, hide your fires!
Let not light see my black and deep desires.
IronCorg, Coming fall 2015
Marina Abramovic - Rhythm 0 (1974)
72 objects (including a gun and a bullet) were laid out on a table for the spectators to use on the artist in any way they chose to use them.
“Abramovic is no stranger to giving much of herself to her work, to her spectators and to performance art as a whole, sometimes even putting her body in extreme danger.”
In the course of the performance, Abramovic’s shirt was ripped off and a rose stuck into her chest by its thorns. Despite a signed document releasing the public of any accountability in the event of injury, the performance was cut short when police were called because a loaded gun was aimed at her head.
“The experience I learned was that…if you leave the decision to the public, you can be killed… I felt really violated; they cut my clothes, stuck rose thorns in my stomach, one person aimed the gun at my head, and another took it away. It created an aggressive atmosphere. After exactly 6 hours, as planned, I stood up and started walking toward the public. Everyone ran away, escaping an actual confrontation.” —M. A.