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The posts so far:
ABMB: Artist unidentified, at Galleria Franco Noero, Turin
Halfway into my first go-round at ABMB I saw Martha Stewart
pass by. She must have felt right at home, as there was a strong river of
domestic energy running through the fair. I’d already photographed the painted
roasting pans, the folded shirts, and the mother-and-son quilting team—and hadn’t
even hit the other fairs at that point.
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There’s always a lot of fiber and fabric at the fairs, but
this time the domesticity extended to include cooking and cleaning. When I
saw the eggs, I looked around expecting to see chickens. They would
not have been out of place.
Pulse: Mateo Mate at Galeria Nieves Fernandez
Installation view below
Pulse: Jean Philippe Illanes, gallery unidentified
Detail below
ABMB: B. Wurtz Untitled painted roasting pans at Metro Pictures, New York City
Love these!
Details above and below
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Left-wall view
ABMB: Marepe, Are You Hungry for What?, metal and paint, at Galeria Luisa Strina, Sao Paolo
ABMB: artist and gallery unidentified
ABMB: Kris Martin at Sies + Hoke, Dusseldorf
ABMB: Doris Salcedo at Alexander and Bonin, New York City
Installation view below
ABMB: Jeff Koons, cleanup in Section B
ABMB: Rachel Harrison at Regen Projects, Los Angeles
Yes, that's an air conditioner
ABMB, Art Positions section: Atsushi Kaga and his mom, Kazuko, at Mother's Tankstation, Dublin
Here's the story: As a self-described nerdy boy, Kaga was embarrassed by his mother's homemade totebags, which she made him carry to school. Somewhere between elementary school and adulthood, he embraced the nerdiness, the totes, and his mom's
penchant for sewing . . .
. . . and now they're sewing together, using his drawings as the source material
9 comments:
Hope you are feeling better. I hate to say it but all the images have that one note moment. Funny or weird or charming but for one note only. Bring on the symphonies.
Normally I would start with something more substantial, but I am still not up for the work involved in editing for a big painting post. I hope to get to it this weekend.
Love the stacked shirts!
I like the needle work ,My Nana was a master at Doilies and Crochet. I still have all her old Doiles. I was making pot holders when I was 5 I guess that was the first art work I ever made.
hummmm.......
Joanne, your coverage of ABMB is great. The art, not so much.
Interesting. Brings to mind Martha Rosler's recent yard sale in the atrium of MoMA. Cultural detritus as art in a lingering down economy. But it also brings to mind the really active DIY food & design movement that is currently scaling creative ambitions down to the stuff of life, usables, wearables, knitables, eatables, drinkables. Etsyism? Is this all a fallout from Louise Bourgeois' recent late fabric pieces? A rediscovery themselves of earlier feminist concerns with domestic goods and materials, think Judy Chicago's Dinner Party. I love home cookin'.
Looking forward to the next chapter. Feel better.
Hummm, indeed. I can't stand this domesticity in art. It's not creative, not beautiful, but utterly banal. I feel like throwing up on one of those doilies, even though I treasure my grandma's handmade doilies.
This stuff of feminst materiality also reminded me of Martha Rosler's recent exhibition at MoMA. The roasting pans are wonderful. Thanks for the post.
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