There’s house cleaning, and then there’s NoL SPRING HOUSE CLEANING: Images from the file
There are posts I get all excited about writing and have every intention to do so and then….. the clock ticks, my mind wanders and the writing doesn’t happen. My belief in the topics doesn’t waver. My friends, with all these uncompleted posts – it continues to be a sad world, as concerns the comprehensivity of Notes on Looking.
And then there remain the images that I download or take myself, many of which are not titled and not dated and at least one of us in this room has no idea why I downloaded them! I love them though, like children. Tiny, amazing little things which are wriggling on the floor of my consciousness and distracting my attention.
I believe that this post shall contain randomositousness, serendipity-doo, and probably a little trizzle-trazzle-true. What I recall I’ll caption.
btw – in honor of my mother, I invite you to do as she used to and tune into Arturo Toscanini conducting the NBC Orchestra playing Beethoven’s Ninth Symphony. It was her custom, on those dramatic and emotionally trying days when she “cleaned house” to play this music on her Magnavox at full volume.
Suddenly I’m not feeling responsible to explain the images anymore… I’ll upload a few with no caption. For a while I’ll intersperse images with some things I’ve meant to post that aren’t images.
Have you ever visited LACE’s Vimeo channel? http://vimeo.com/lace Cool stuff to see! Dawn Kasper performing in 2010’s Gutted performance event, also Taisha Paggett and also Julie Tolentino’s striking “Honey Installation.” Recently uploaded is a video of artist Sean Sullivan as he murals the hell out of LACE’s back space. Watching this film is sort of as though one were allowed to visit an artist’s studio while that artist is making work, rather than the normal studio visit in-between work times. It’s pretty cool! Sullivan kind of mixes an impulse toward Hudson River School nature representing with responses to the architecture of LACE and his own archive of photographs. I was at the gallery last night and seeing the work reminded how willing LACE is to push beyond where they’ve been in the past. Sullivan’s is interesting work to see in the context of much LACE programing. Knowing that he’ll be working on this for months, and will have an opportunity to interact with all the differing audiences that the venerable Hollywood space attracts is pretty exciting! Minds will be opened on all sides of this experience.
Okay, I cannot stop myself. I feel a responsibility to the images and to the people who made them. Geez, won’t my conscience let me loose ever? Some of the images above I downloaded or took at the time of a Dr. Zed Adams lecture at the Velaslavasay Panorama. Which makes me want to alert you to the vital news that Emily Mast will take over the Panorama on the weekend of March 25 through March 27. Mast will hold the audience hostage (just kidding) to present Offending the Audience, a 1966 play by Peter Handke. Speaking of Austrians we know and love.
Below those are images related to Zach Harris’s solo installation at the recent Armory fair, with the resourceful Leila Khastoo and Harris’s New York gallery, Meulensteen. I saw those paintings in the studio before they left. Eek and wow.
Jesus of Nazereth (the top painting) has imagery and text drawn from Franco Zeffirelli’s 1977 television drama of the same name. Um, that would be Jesus of Nazareth. Harris’s paintings have levels of detail that draw me in and keep me wondering and marveling. Honestly, looking at the paintings I had sensations like I did when David and I saw the Byzantine mosaics in Ravenna, or when, as a child, I picked my way through Dante’s Inferno and then devoured Gibbon’s The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire. Both books of these daunting books to me (at the time) were filled with personality, charming asides, great scholarship and really good stories. The paintings certainly also bring to mind a slew of early 20th Century American abstract painters.
Hem. I need a little music about now. I see the lights, I see the party lights, by Claudine Clark.
El Paso, by Marty Robbins
Einsturzende Neubauten, Sabrina
Dionne Warwick, Walk on by
By the time I get to Phoenix, Glen Campbell
Foo Fighters, My hero (and yes indeed boys and girls this one is going out over the airwaves dedicated to David Richards of Hancock Park)
Which brings me most personally to
Everlong, also Foo Fighters. Song was a hit when David and I met. We lived at opposite ends of the Franklim/Los Feliz stretch and evenings (and mornings) he or I would be driving to or from one of these places – alone and listening to FM radio, stuck in traffic – me crying in my rusted-out 1991 VW Fox and thinking lonely thoughts. Aah, sweet thoughts…
Every Saturday morning I drive down Melrose past LA Eyeworks. In 1977 David designed LA Eyeworks flagship Melrose store and my brother built it. Of course David and I never met at the time, that didn’t happen for twenty years. But everything is personal for me, my relationship to this city, my art, all of it is informed by my life. For the last several weeks Eyeworks have had this song in their window. My heart thumps a bit faster each time I drive by. Listen along with me.
A Few Lines to Close This Text
Oh. Stand by me
Once upon a time
In a little while
Tell it to the Marines
A country very far from here.
You’re like that
You’re not like anything else
Reminds me of you.
A new world to live for
Shields of steel
Carry me back
to where the flavor is
What it is
(you’re my) Brick house
I am never without.
You’re like that
you’re not like anything
Everything reminds me of you.
March 12, 2011