Tomorrow will be the big reveal and you will finally understand where all of this week’s posts have been building towards. But for today, a hint of things to come; a staged pretext, as it were. The book whose pages I have been flitting within this week has been the Kunstforum International tome devoted to […]
Category Archives: The Library of the Future
LAMAKH VALERII/VALERY PAVLOVICH LAMAKH 1925 He was born on March 6 in the city of Lebedyn in Sumy region. 1939 Enrolls in the Voroshilovgrad State Art College, his studying there will be disrupted by the war. 1942–1945 He is used as a forced labor worker in Germany. Despite the extreme living conditions, this period turned […]
From where I haunt, I cannot see the catalogue Work Ethic (edited by Helen Molesworth), but if I could I would open it to page 229 – the exhibition checklist – and read the entry for George Maciunas. Here is what I would have seen (courtesy Google Books – please excuse the poor resolution): I […]
– pages 124-125 la cuisine Russian window Farewell May your journey be as easy as water trickling down the stairs! – pages 126-127 THINKING OF OUR LITTLE PAPIER-MÂCHÉ HORSE IN MILAN, I HAD THE DESIRE TO DRAW HORSES – pages 128-129 Furious Little by little – pages 130-131 At rest Alone – from Yervant Gianikian […]
This morning I passed through the pages Philip J. Deloria’s Becoming Mary Sully, looking past the names, for a word: ‘Gossip’. Beyond the above image, there was nothing written there or here online about this work or word by Sully and so I took another – well-worn – route, back to documenta 14. Here is […]
Andrea Geyer: We have talked about time, labour, performance, commitment to community, materials and the way culture runs through and within us as the artists who make it. Is there anything you would like to add? Maria Hupfield: I want to return to this idea of a thing or object as an event that unfolds […]
No words today; only an idiom (courtesy Sophie Von Hellermann) (Oh, if these pages could speak, what a sad tale they would tell!)
One of my fantasies is to be somehow able to relate to you, all in one go, my experience as a library ghost, like a snapshot, I could just show you, rather than have my story broken down into these inadequate daily posts, some of which I feel I am not even present. Even if […]
Every time you open a book, you say yes to a world. – anonymous (after Caroline Bergvall)