Guerrilla Girls, Battle Of The Sexes, project for the New Yorker, 1996, 12 x 18 in. Pomona College Collection. Museum purchase with funds provided by the Estate of Walter and Elise Mosher. I’m excited about visiting the new Guerilla Girls exhibition this weekend here in Madrid at the Matadero: Guerrilla Girls: 1985-2015. At the same […]
– I mean I just saw an advance review of your art book, some half-ass critic takes it apart.Valentine paused, lighting a cigarette. He held the match before him, looking at the flame. then he blew it out. – How do you mean, takes it apart? – He takes your own words out of it, and […]
Selection of Donald Judd’s Loeb Classical Library in his library The online Faculty Bookshelf is becoming a common feature of university department websites, and Classics is no exception. These virtual bookshelves vary in how they create (or should I say, curate) an image of the collective intellectual achievements of the Faculty, ranging from the glamorous […]
Here in Madrid, although it is possible to watch the Jean-Luc Godard’s new film Adieu au langage (Goodbye to Language) at a cinema (the same cannot be said for many countries!), sadly it is not being shown in 3D, as the director intended (see this article Godard en 3D sin 3D). So, in the end, […]
You are the Weather, 1994-1996. speaks of the process of consciousness, of the physical dimension and its transcendence, which goes beyond concrete things. Else 11, 2010 feature a succession of twists and turns, stops, changes and contacts that do not follow a pre-established pattern. Her, Her, Her and Her, 2002. she finds an ideal space […]
Ulysses turned his back on the harbour and followed a rough track leading through the woods and up to the hills towards the place where Athena had told him. A group of men were idling around an oil barrel in which a fire was burning. He muttered a greeting and stood for a moment with […]
Dead. Dead. Every child. Shriek out from the stormed park, the smouldered school-yard Shout!because this quiet shocks the sky as muchas the first roar of bombers. Noise becameexpected: ears survived. Even the touchof shadows changing, that had stayed the samefor hundreds of holy years, became expected. But the planes went, and all unresurrectedlies the […]
And of the objects which are being carried in like manner they would only see the shadows? Yes, he said. And if they were able to converse with one another, would they not suppose that they were naming what was actually before them? Very true. And suppose further that the […]
I am writing this from Madrid, in our tiny flat in Calle Olivar, our new home for the next year. As you would expect, I have spent the first week here exploring the wonders of the Museo Nacional Centro de Arte Reina Sofia. In my three visits so far, two were centered on Picasso’s Guernica. […]