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chiho aoshima, the divine gas
Last night, m. and I took a journey to the financial district in Boston, and then over to the ICA for free Thursday nights. The museum sits on the inner harbor, with views of Eastie, and the Tobin. It was our first trip down there together, and the buildings/water/art all served as inspiration (that word again!). The Philip-Lorca diCorcia exhibit was a mix and match of his previous showings and the Louise Bourgeois show spanned six decades of her work, but m. was not interested in this room's contents.
The first thing you see when you walk into the museum, is Chiho Aoshima's giant mural, The Divine Gas... the lines are so clean and the colors vivid, that at first you wonder, "is that really a mural of a giant tooting?" love a sense of humor in art.
it's days like this, hot humidness, that i have to remind myself to appreciate it, because it's not going to last... green images on 3191... and this pola in france, in march, which always cools me off {and make me wish i was there, no matter how cold!}.
in contrast... i'll need to reference this when I'm freezing my tush off in november
just sent a postcard copy of this to lauren... hope she likes it. I've been hankering for little drawings... most postcard size, and can't stop filling pages with black and whites. but this is the first one, so it reserves a special place.
Argentinean photographer Esteban Pastorino Díaz took this photo. He photographs landscapes using a kite with a camera mounted beneath it. It looks like a doll's house, with tiny clay people and plastic trees...
"The capacity to register time is, indeed, the most important aspect I wish to emphasize. This aspect becomes evident when temporality is distorted and I create a fiction of the extension of the photographic instant, and it is the extreme expansion of such instant that evidences this capacity."
This and about 11 other aerial photographers will be shown at TO FLY: Contemporary Aerial Photography from Sept. 7- Oct. 28, 2007 at the Boston University Art Gallery.
photo by Marilyn Bridges
ever get a feeling of starting in the middle?
made it to the woods this weekend...
Through lots of coaxing from the locals, we found a nice little baby hike for the hot day. When we made it to the top of our hill, the lake was hazy below us, and storms clouds were rolling in. The humidity was so oppressive, that it felt wonderful having buckets of water pouring down as we ran down the trail to the car.
