thinking making thinking

Agnes Obel - Avenue

2012-01-25T15:39:00.000-08:00

What is wrong at the end of the day
What is really wrong no one dares to say
You know you're wrong when there's only one right
but what is wrong when right is out of sight

Right rode away long ago
Before rescuing wrong from below
I might be mistaken I know we need to be somewhat

Foolish, feebleminded, wrong and senseless
Right rod off long ago,
there's nothing more you need to know
there's nothing more you need to show
Let us disagree, cause wrong was made for you to be

What is false when we can't hear no more
And there is nothing to cover for
What is wrong in this old wasted game
May right and wrong be one and the same

Right rode away long ago
Before rescuing wrong from below
I might be mistaken I know we need to be somewhat

Foolish, feebleminded, wrong and senseless
Right rod off long ago,
there's nothing more you need to know
there's nothing more you need to show
Let us disagree, cause wrong was made for you to be

Who were the Klein's girls?

2012-01-25T14:17:00.000-08:00

Collaboration, process, consciousness...

2012-01-02T05:51:00.000-08:00

The (S) Files 2011: Meet NyK from EL MUSEO DEL BARRIO on Vimeo.

http://nicoykatiushka.org/

2012-01-01T06:18:00.000-08:00

Bonne Année! from Crictor on Vimeo.

(th)inking

2011-12-25T12:17:00.000-08:00

Mirror, Mirror (final)

2011-12-23T12:14:00.000-08:00

Monday's escape ... Visual poetry by Gwyneth Anderson

2011-11-14T07:12:00.000-08:00

Emulation from Gwyneth Anderson on Vimeo.

Memòria i llar

2011-11-07T05:51:00.000-08:00

De vegades les indicacions per retrobar el camí arriben una tarda de diumenge en el suplement del diari...

"La memòria selecciona el que mereix ser recordat. I jo ja ni me'n recordo del que vaig viure. Tants anys en una mateixa casa donen per a molt i acaben convertint en ombres els records més brillants".

Joan Barril

Mirror, Mirror (Test 1)

2011-11-06T03:31:00.000-08:00

art, love, happyness, personal relationship, little kid, good night, good morning, ❤, ♥ ♥ ♥

2011-11-06T03:11:00.000-08:00

A vs. A

2011-11-06T03:09:00.001-08:00

Soledad

2011-10-31T14:19:00.000-07:00

No he leído nunca a Unamuno, ni a tantos otros. Pero la incultura que sufro y me corroe es quizás tema de otro post. Esta tarde ha caído en mis manos la segunda edición de Soledad, publicada por Espasa Calpe en 1948 en Argentina. Miraba yo por las estanterías de una librería en la que no hubiera esperado encontrar nada interesante, pero ha resultado tener una sección de libros usados que debo reconocer suelen atraer mi atención por lo místico del objeto. Pero hoy ha ocurrido una de esas coincidencias que se dan más a menudo de lo que creemos y que a mi me gusta admirar como momentos poéticos, incluso un tanto mágicos y sobretodo necesarios en nuestras vidas. Pensaba yo en que mañana se cumple el segundo aniversario de nuestra vuelta a nuestra tierra natal y que es ahora que por fin empiezo a sentirme como en casa. Pensaba en lo mucho que ha sucedido en los dos últimos años (y en los once precedentes a estos, en los que vivimos en Estados Unidos). Pensaba en lo que aun me falta para poder sentirme completamente bien con la decisión de haber vuelto, lo mucho que necesito volver a formar parte de una comunidad de artistas, y en este sentido lo sola que me siento. Y ahí estaba, en la estantería, escrita en el lomo de un libro, la palabra soledad. Como tengo por costumbre lo he abierto y he leído el primer párrafo que he encontrado (lo suelo hacer para ver si el libro va a se capaz de mantener mi atención dada mi poca capacidad de concentración) ...lo que ha surgido del tercer párrafo de la página 36 era también algo que se albergaba en mi mente des de nuestro retorno, la angustia de ver un mundo y una sociedad maltrecha y egoísta. Una angustia a la que necesitaba poner palabras, así que el señor Miguel, o al menos un poco de su sabiduría, se ha venido conmigo a casa y me acompañara en los próximos días con el fin de dar respuesta a algunas de mis dudas y generar nuevas inquisiciones.

"Y ve aquí por qué creo que es menester agitar a las masas y sacudir y zarandear a los hombres y lanzarlos a los unos contra los otros, para ver si de tal modo se les rompen las costras en el choque mutuo, y se les derraman lo espíritus, y se mezclan, mejen y confunden unos con otros, y cuaja y se fragua de una vez el verdadero espíritu colectivo, el alma de la humanidad".

Miguel de Unamuno

Making sense of the world

2011-10-05T12:50:00.001-07:00

Belonging

2011-09-30T08:06:00.000-07:00

You were born in a place, you grew up in that place or maybe in another place.... you moved around, or not, maybe you stayed always in one place... you like where you are, you want to be somewhere else, you feel at home here, you feel at home everywhere, or maybe you never felt at home anywhere. Where is home? What is home? Do we need a home? What makes a place our home?

Do we belong to one place, to many, to none?

Home

2011-09-06T09:24:00.000-07:00

In 2005 I was a college student taking my first sculpture class. Our last assignment for that class came in the form of just one word: HOME.

That day started a project that has been in my mind and in my sketch and note books for all these years. The idea was clear from the beginning, it had to be a work that spoke about how there can be more than one "home", specially for those of us who have lived abroad and have become attached to another place beside the one we were born. But I had a serious problem visualizing the form the work should take. Finally, last week, I figured out the material/physical dimension of the project thanks to the Wizard of Oz and a quote from Rachel Whiteread I found in a book about drawing...

I am hoping I'll have the time soon to start producing the work, a series of 9 pieces under the title There is no place like home (x 9) which will reproduce the living spaces of the nine different apartments/house I have lived in up until now... and the'll be ruby red.

Patience... practice is wisdom

2011-07-23T14:20:00.000-07:00

Documentário Helen Rödel - Estudos MMXI (english subtitles) from Helen Rödel on Vimeo.

language & form - LUIS CAMNITZER

2011-03-03T05:06:00.000-08:00

Luis Camnitzer
This is a mirror. You are a written sentence., 1966

EMPATHY - Mirror Neurons

2011-01-30T11:54:00.000-08:00

responding - NICOLE AWAI

2011-01-19T06:54:00.000-08:00

Nicole Awai from Smack Mellon on Vimeo.

structures and patterns

2010-12-12T11:32:00.000-08:00

transparency, simplicity and optimism - PAMELA FRASER

2010-12-12T09:46:00.000-08:00

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Pamela Fraser - This Is Not The Story You Think It Is from "His Master´s Picture" on Vimeo.

G.C.I.

2010-12-06T05:04:00.000-08:00

I declare a personal war against incivism!

Thinking Making Form

2010-10-31T13:25:00.000-07:00

' One is forced to translate thought into action and action into object'

Joseph Beuys
NY, 1990

Notes on 'Back from Wonderland'

2010-10-31T12:56:00.000-07:00

icon, stereotype, truth, reality, make believe, Lewis Carrol vs. Charles Dodgson, Alice vs. Alice Liddell, Mary Hilton Badcock, John Tenniel, Walt Disney - Enrico Mazzanti, feminism, motherhood, womanhood, social roles, prey - predator.

I found out...

2010-04-22T03:57:00.000-07:00

... that ideas need time to mature as you mature into/along with your ideas.