Thursday, June 24, 2010

2010 Color of the Year

The color of the year is...(drumroll, please): Pantone 15-5510 or, in layman's terms, Turquoise. Now I know I'm behind on reporting this. It was announced last December, but lots of other color-focused companies (Benjamin Moore, Sherwin Williams, London's Global Color Research) are jumping on board.

Now forgive me, but really? I find the choice a bit uninspired. Don't get me wrong, turquoise is actually one of, if not my absolute favorite color. It can be simultaneously earthy and airy, rich and whimsical. Its variations conjure up sea-green glass bottles, tropical water, and heirloom hydrangeas. The stone for which the color is named happens to be my birthstone. Suffice it to say that I have an attachment to the color.
My question is when was turquoise not a color of any year? It has somehow transcended decades of fashion, design, and popular taste to remain a happy, beautiful color in everyone's book. I think it deserves a better title than color of a single, stinking year.

Ah, well. Here's to you, Pantone 15-5519.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

I Heart Thunderstorms

I love thunderstorms, those that come crashing about us in spring and summer being at the top of my list of favorite things. It's not just the excitement of the thunder and lightning, in fact, I could just as well do without the lightning (though you can't beat it when you've a significant other to clutch). Just give me the prequel to the storm, that unmistakable electricity in the air, darkness coming on at midday, followed by rumbling thunder in the distance and fat drops of rain right behind. The best seat in the house is a rocking chair on a deep porch though a kitchen chair by a screen door does the job for me most days. I could sit contentedly for hours just listening to the storm, feeling the coolness of the air, watching everything outside drink it all in.
So for all you in Charlotte: look outside - it's storming.


John Constable
 Rainstorm over the Sea (ca. 1824-1828)

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Art World Icon: Louise Bourgeois

Famous French-American artist Louise Bourgeois died yesterday at age 98.

Let me start by saying that I didn't think I would have to write this post. I planned to link to the Art of the Day blog of my dear friend, an art historian and librarian, who, I was sure, would have written a beautiful and enlightened tribute to one of her favorite artists. Whether from shock or lack of knowing, my friend has yet to write on the subject, so I find myself having to muster up the courage to write something myself. Here goes...

Born, raised, and trained as an artist in Paris, Louise Bourgeois moved to New York in 1938. Bourgeois' started her artistic career as a painter, but a decade after her arrival in America, she took up sculpture, the medium in which she became one of the greatest innovators in the history of art.

Her first sculptures were slender wooden figures carved from wood and painted black or white. Arranged in groups and placed vertically, the sculptures suggested a group of figures despite their abstract form. Indeed, Bourgeois called them "Personages."

Personages (1947-50)
Photo: Suzanne DeChillo/The New York Times

As the art world moved further into abstraction to the point of near annihilation of the figure, Bourgeois remained committed to tactile, plastic sculpture. To this day, her organic, sexually suggestive sculptures of the 1960s, when Minimalism was de rigeur, give me pause. One of my favorite descriptions of Bourgeois work comes from the PBS Art: 21 series: "The anthropomorphic shapes her pieces take...are charged with sexuality and innocence and the interplay between the two."

Never crossing into fetishism or vulgarity, sculptures like Cumul I (1968) or Double Negative (1963) are almost too palpable, too explicitly plastic to view at length.  

Cumul I (1968)

Because of her sustained explorations into the inner life of the subject, Bourgeois is often linked to Surrealism, but she was never interested in dreams for dreams' sake or sexual transgression per se. This interest in the subjective psyche is even more evident in her later work. In her 80s, Bourgeois created a series of multi-media environments composed of made and found objects that she called Cells. Complex assemblages like Cell (You Better Grow Up) (1990-93) speak to the psyche, its complexities and contradictions as well as to childhood, another recurring theme in her work.

Cell (You Better Grow Up) (1990-93)

I would be remiss if I completed this post without one mention of Bourgeois' spider sculptures. I'll admit, these creep me out, but their delicacy despite their size, make them, dare I say it, beautiful. Of course, they are also capable of terrifying small children. Maman, the most famous of these sculptures and standing over 10 meters high, refers to Bourgeois' own mother: "My best friend was my mother and she was deliberate, clever, patient, soothing, reasonable, dainty, subtle, indispensable, neat and useful as an araignée [spider]" (Source).

There is so much I must leave out: drawings, works on and with fabric, decades of work from a fertile mind. Bourgeois's productivity left us with art enough to ponder for years to come. As a woman, as an artist, as a pioneer, as an individual, Louise Bourgeois is an icon we will all remember with respect and love.

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Lee Bonticou - Sculpture in 2D

MoMA is currently running a Lee Bontecou exhibition through August 30.

I first experienced Bontecou's work at MoMA Queens in 2004. I was initially struck by the tactility of the work and her use of materials - felt, metal, clear wire, canvas. Bontecou's compositions range from kinetic whimsy to Star Wars inspired wall art (in a good way), but each piece, for all its tactility and three dimensional qualities, works remarkably in two dimensions. Take the press image that the Museum chose for the exhibition:

At first glance, this could be the work of a (very) talented graphic artist. It is actually a photograph of one of Bontecou's kinetic sculptures (Untitled. 1980-98), which also happens to be the centerpiece of the exhibition. Don't get me wrong - seeing this piece in the flesh is breathtaking, but I wouldn't mind hanging this print on my wall either. 

Some might say that all great sculpture works in 2D - art in the round means it should present well from any angle, however flat, right? Fact is that few sculptors cross the graphic divide so easily. Let's just say that Bontecou's sculpture exceeds the qualification of photographing well.

As has been my fate recently, writing about these events takes the place of actually attending them. If you're in NYC this summer, check it out and tell me what you think.

Lee Bontecou: All Freedom in Every Sense

Canned Beer

Call me a snob, but I refuse to let the metallic taste of aluminum interfere with a good beer experience. I understand there are advantages to cans - lightweight, more easily crushed against the average frat boy's skull, etc., but food and drink is one area in which I fail to see how the utilitarian argument prevails.

Then comes along Oskar Blues Brewery out of Colorado, and, you guessed it, their line of specialty brews are available in cans only.









Why?! Our local beer guy (here's the plug for Brawley's in Charlotte) told my boyfriend that it's designed for campers (the lightweight factor coming into play), but we all really know that the cans raise the beer's hipster quotient. That alone made me want to dislike the beer, but... erg... it's actually good beer.

Oskar Blues started with Dale's Pale Ale, the "first hand-canned craft beer,"  but the label has now grown to seven brews. We tried the foundational Dale's Pale Ale as well as their Gordon Ale, which the company describes as an Imperial Red/ Double IPA. Being an IPA fan myself, you can guess which I prefer, but I'm not cool enough to say I didn't notice the metallic tinge.

So while I'll admit this is worth trying, my advice to all those hip campers: carry a glass or, er, enameled tin cup for pouring.

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Ode to Ovation


A simple ode to Ovation, the cable channel that exists for the pleasure of the nerdy few. It is no Bravo - no omnipresent, handsome gay man or beautiful rich bitch. How it stays on air, I don't know. There can't be that many people interested in things like a honky-tonk singer turned opera performer or the design origin of greeting cards, but I don't mind minimal company. So here's to a few favorite Ovation moments:

Designer People - Ovation, why didn't you come to me before Amy Devers? I'm so much cooler (though I'll admit my wardrobe isn't).

Later with Jools Holland - Here's to musical talent and small venues but why 4AM?! Another reason to have TiVo.

Bathroom Divas - That honky tonk singer I was talking about? Episode 3.

Reality TV - About up and coming photographers, dancers, musicians, artists, and designers. Sure Project Runway started it all, but Ovation took into disciplines other channels wouldn't dare.

Documentaries -  On every artist, architect, musician, and designer worth mentioning and beyond. I celebrate a channel whose core content is built on these sorts of productions.

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Tar and Feathers

Despite nearly a quarter century of involvement in the dance world, I had never seen the work of Czech choreographer Jiri Kylian. So when a friend who formerly danced with Pittsburgh Ballet Theater was raving about his work yesterday, I did what any educated person would do - I found him on youtube. I was not disappointed. 

There are a number of clips from his long works online. "Falling Angels" demands noting, but I prefer "Tar and Feathers," which is absolutely stunning from the dancers' movement (formalism meets the womb) to the music (ambient sound overlaid with notes from Mozart's "Jeunehomme") to the set design. And yes, that piano! For those not into dance but interested in Surrealism, watch the first clip below just for the piano. It's less than two minutes and worth your time, trust me. The second clip is a 1 minute section from the same piece.

For those with time and money to spare, take a field trip to see the Boston Ballet perform "Black and White," a five-ballet program of Kylian's work scheduled for the third and fourth weekends in May.