8/31/2007

Mary Cassatt

157 comments:

milf-magic said...

First.

Cross said...

This painting has just about become as iconic as a corporate logo. I wonder if she intended it to be creepy, or if it has just become that way in contemporary context?

No Rush said...

I always wanted to paint like that--and I kinda do.

Cooky Blaha said...

wapanese

artgirl said...

i prefer balthus' young ones.

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Nomi said...

I don't find it creepy.

No Rush said...

me either

Nomi said...

I've always liked Mary Cassatt. Straightforward, solid. Just good painting with tenderness.

I guess I also like that her work can appear lightweight at first glance, but isn't if you look for a minute.

No Rush said...

The subject is OK but I am mostly drawn to the abstract qualities- color, brushstroke/hand/touch, design, flow, tartan...

Nomi said...

The subject is OK but I am mostly drawn to the abstract qualities- color, brushstroke/hand/touch, design, flow, tartan...

Yes.

anthony said...

Are spam-bots poets first or critics?

Idon'tbathe said...

What a cute little bitch !

anthony said...

Weighing in early on Cassatt...

It's difficult to extract the viewing experience from the art history.

The subject matter is a million miles away-I don't connect.

Her paintings please.

zipthwung said...

According to the touring test a spam bot is indistinguishable from an angry person. I allways imagine their tone as somewhat monotone and mechanical, with an annoying tinny transistor radio voice.

I've seen enough suburban (and urban) living rooms to know that htis conforms tot he fantasy of comfortable domesticity.

I've seen enough piss stained carpets and shredded upholstery to know that that cat has clipped claws and a cork up its butt. I mean dog.

All blue floral print furniture on an olive rug is creepy. Its like Elvis's Graceland (ive only seen pictures) or a funeral home, or a church basement or any other "homey" yet institutional space.

I have dreams about these hallucinatory spaces, and my only advice (what I would do=what I am going to do) is to make a trippier version - not in an over the top kaleidescopic or "psychadelic" way - but to use the tools of color to substantially alter the way you, and by extension, the viewer, feels.

Not all people have kids, so an appeal to the subject matter may fall on unempathetic eyes - withthese eyes the child becomes a parasite, a blemish on the tableau. The dog is an unwelcome pest. The chairs as unsightly as as a risque novely gift, or a dirty garish plastic toy from Hong Kong. the carpet a welcoming green expanse of meditative bliss.

Eliminate the subject matter. Who cares. I don't.

If pictures make us more human, or depict humanity, what is the use of their illusion? TO evoke within our selves a latent domesticity? To shame those who dont care into buying cookies? OR to provoke the silent minority into violent revenge against a class that continually asserts its banal ecistence as somehow significant and deserving of privilege.

I see this paintign as a profound negative critique of the children of the guilded cage.

Is there a TV?

jimbo said...

not all people have kids, but every adult was a kid at one point.

jimbo said...

i just think that the subject matter works on so many levels.

a kid that seems like she doesn't want to pose for a painting, maybe someone is forcing her to pose.

a painter who does not know what to paint, or questioning what a painting should be.

or the honesty of the pose, the reality of it. a girl lounging on a chair. nobody telling her to sit up straight because she's going to be recorded in some kind of royal portrait.

feminist. what a girl wants to be as opposed to what society wants a girl to be.

detachment, loneliness, boredom, inwardness. why is she not holding the dog? they are on separate seats. maybe one day her parents got her the dog. and now she doesn't care about it anymore.

pensiveness, restlessness. the whole entire painting feels like it's asleep. there are a lot of blues and soft colors. the dog is sleeping. she is still awake.

Old Guy said...

'Degas himself played an active role in the evolution of this painting. As Cassatt later wrote to an art dealer, "It was the portrait of a child of a friend of Monsieur Degas. I had done the child in the armchair and he found it good and advised me on the background and he even worked on it." It is generally accepted that Degas painted the gray floor and windows, areas that differ in texture from the rest of the work.'

Old Guy said...

http://www.nga.gov/education/schoolarts/cassatt.htm

Old Guy said...

Mary Cassatt
American, 1844 - 1926
Little Girl in a Blue Armchair, 1878
oil on canvas, 89.5 x 129.8 cm (35 1/2 x 51 1/8 in.)
Collection of Mr. and Mrs. Paul Mellon
1983.1.18

Cooky Blaha said...

the old school show at wirth was pretty good, at least for the cranachs. I also liked the hilary harkness in it. the sasnal they had was somewhat of a dud however, anybody else catch it?

anthony said...

Old Guy,
Are we about to have a conversation about DBAE or NCLB?
Your link is exactly why I distance myself from the subject matter.
At the same time, I am reminded that I have a daughter, and Cassat's image is pretty familiar, so I'm not really a million miles from it, as I stated earlier. However, I need to be moved in some other way than what the painter offers here. I do not respond to comfort in painting, even if I enjoy the delivery.

anthony said...

"provoke the silent minority into violent revenge against a class that continually asserts its banal existence as somehow significant and deserving of privilege".

I disagree although that sounds good. In my opinion the silent majority would register this as evidence of a desirable economic model, not a call to arms.

Old Guy said...

'Published: 2:02 PM GMT, Thursday, 23 February 2006

Now, I'm not going to get all feminist on you, but today's post is all about Mary Cassatt - one of the great unsung heroines of the Impressionist movement, best known for her portraits of children, or of women with children. See Artchive on Cassatt for more details. Some of her best known works are Portrait of a Little Girl (which caused a small scandal) and Lydia in a Loge. She is not terribly well known in this country, but her profile is sure to rise with the new exhibition at the National Gallery - see previous post - and yesterday's Woman's Hour on Radio 4 (I was in the car on the way to the studio and there was nothing interesting on any of the other channels. I have taken up knitting, but at least I haven't started listening to Radio 2 yet!!) Follow this link to Radio 4 Woman's Hour yesterday to hear the article... it's well worth a listen.

Emma'

http://images.google.com.au/imgres?imgurl=http://www.artchive.com/artchive/c/cassatt/cassatt_little_girl.jpg&imgrefurl=http://i-candi.blog-city.com/mary_cassatt_at_the_national_gallery.htm&h=307&w=450&sz=108&hl=en&start=34&um=1&tbnid=7ZU3oOgaAvwz0M:&tbnh=100&tbnw=146&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dmary%2Bcassatt%2Bimages%26start%3D20%26ndsp%3D20%26svnum%3D10%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DN

no-where-man said...

is Arts mass function - Web blog personal therapy at this moment in time on this thread?

Idon'tbathe said...

That was Mary's dog and Mary was friends with the girls maid.
Mary had no kids of her own.
Why'd she let Degas fuck up her painting ?

Nomi said...

I am actually a former child. I feel safe enough to admit that here.

zipthwung said...

Uppon interacting with a child recently, I found it pleasant as it thought anything you do is interesting and everything in the world, new.

"In my opinion the silent majority would register this as evidence of a desirable economic model, not a call to arms."

I wish I could see with those eyes!

I was reading the popular art press and I feel certain they are following the bleeding edge that is PNYC.

Paranoia is power.

Old Guy said...

Cooky - Did the Cranachs seem like baby Currins?

What's Sasnal up to these days? (the website only showed someone with an anagram name like Djordje Ozbolt)

Or am I just being paranoid also?

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Cooky Blaha said...

I saw some good sasnals at the pompidou recently. The currin wasnt really working for me in the old school show;looked shoddy next to a cranach;but then again the currin they had was a very un-cranach like example.

Old Guy said...

Thanks for the link QQ - Agree this old Sasnal maybe belongs back in an art school.

But what exactly was the Old School idea anyway?

Concrete Phone said...

I don't think the dog looks too pugnacious.
Totally surreal: Swirls and marks over and under a smudged area; the floor/carpet with this not altogether other treatment; the composition of the crowded lounge chairs that at one glance look foreboding and menacing, the next, open and flatten as surface sea and color, compositionally complex -- what a great picture, what an eloquent painting.

Idon'tbathe said...

When the subject of this painting passed out of childhood she realized that the prancing horse she rode in those happy times had only been a broken broomstick.

Cooky Blaha said...

og did you coin the phrase "readily-made"? Id ask you on currentart but the format 4 posting is a mindfuck.pls oh pls change to a blogspot for crying out loud

webthing said...

little cute things
before meaning (corrupts)
or is available to them?

interior of the whimsical
sometimes you can;t be sure how much was intended to be read. but did it need to be intended, to be read? probably not.

i like the unfinished edge along the lower.

is it a society picture? or does the lower edge suggest something.

by the way o.g, c.p, q.q much appreciated previously

zipthwung said...

the lower edge looks like marry didnt want to stoop down, nor raise up. I feel that way a lot.

This furniture is going to get reposessed by furniture warehouse because of the usurous lending rate. Reupholstered, the faint urine odor will haunt the nice young couple - she with her collection of porcelan dolls, he with his nazi dinnerware.

Yes best not to read too much into this - its like asking martha stewart to ..oh never mind.

I saw the Bill and Melinda gates ampitheater today - its part of the olympic sculpture garden. Fantastic. Clean lines, austere even, and the park is shaped like a Z - framing clear views of various vanishing points. made me contemplate my own mortality in an abstract sense - rather reminded me of an airport actually.

Also for those of you looking for a chill getaway - theres a 125,000,000 dollar estate up for sale - a mere 10 minute helicopter ride away.

Old Guy said...

Gee Zip, you're so houseproud, have you thought about interior decorating?

Cookie – As far as I know, I did coin the phrase readily-made some years ago and copped a certain amount of academic flack over it (and several others) from ‘experts’.

I will probably transfer to Blogspot eventually, under a similar name (currentart something) because of continued technical and administrative ‘disagreements’, to put it mildly. I originally added an email address there as a way around the problems with commenting but I’ll try again to set up a ‘forum’ format.

Idon'tbathe said...

Back in the day painters who were on the bleeding edge sometimes left the bottom edge unfinished. It gave the impression of inovation.

webthing said...

'Quite what's being expressed is never made clear, for these are paintings that only begin to tell stories. Not in the sense of being deliberately obtuse but, conversely, in a way that reveals a deeper level of understading. In art as in life, enlightenment can prove to be quite a disappointment.'
-Martin Coomer on Mamma Andersson (the 'writer')

(now, the 'artist')
MA: Our earliest memories? I think that, for a child, time seems to pass much slower than for an adult, but it also passes much more emphatically; every new experience is a journey in itself, where all our senses are wide open - to sounds, smells and visual impressions. As an adult you protect yourself, you are not receptive to all experiences, and that is of course a cause of great grief and great loss. Therefore I think that every human, from time to time, longs for regression back to the open and innocent childhood and the possibility to live and experience. Our memories become our capital.

Idon'tbathe said...

Children are greater than adults. All adults have more experience, but only a few retain the greatness that was theirs before the system of compromises began.

webthing said...

where the meaning comes from, if we leave it in the hands of the logjammed, sometimes, and others, under the fingers of the flw

arebours said...

this painting is so casual and unpretentious-I thought I would hate it-but was wronggg-it isnt charming,after all,a difficult feat ,given the dog/kid

No Rush said...

the lower edge is where mary is saying to you--this is just a painting. Now that's a subject!

seymourpansick said...

"Children are greater than adults. All adults have more experience, but only a few retain the greatness that was theirs before the system of compromises began."---idon'tbathe


What's scary is that you believe this. You can live in NY and rot or you can leave. There's a whole universe west and south of New York. (You're NOT familiar with the Saul Steinberg cartoon of the map of the US, are you? I love New Yorkers and their take on the rest of the universe.)

Do you really think living in an urban sink is conducive to doing art?
You have choices. When they do not work out adults label them as "compromises." Don't let the negative connotations run by you too fast.

P.S. Please don't assume you know where I was born, the places I have lived in, the places I now live in, and, more importantly, the places where I still plan to live in... before being engaged in the final dance.

Cooky Blaha said...

wierd

Idon'tbathe said...

For more on that old school show check out James Kalm's report on youtube.

with a pet at my side
God in the sky
snow falling down
freeze my body to the ground
i can't ride
but one more time
i will ride
all over the world

washed over the side
top of the sky
slow diver down
two feet land on a different ground
you can't live easily
you can't even speak
but all of them speak
all over the world

i will meet you over there
i am going to meet you over there

a plain with no herd
not even a bird
when one side is hot
the other side of the moon is not
its just like a ride
maybe sometime
they'll make it a ride
all over the world

i will meet you over there
i am going to meet you over there

time is an arrangement
time is an arranger
i am a derangement

all my thoughts
all i am are my thoughts
all my thoughts
i am all what i'm taught

better call the ranger
got a derailment
better call the ranger

what i'm taught
all i am are my thoughts
all my thoughts
all i am are my thoughts
what i'm not

seymourpansick said...

So what are we lookin' at here? The daughter from a wealthy family tryin' to join the Boyz club? (Why indeed did she let Degas fuck with her work as someone earlier asked?)

Did the little girl grow up to be Lady Agnew?

No Lozano angst here. Just a great painter. No Mary, Mary, quite contrary. And indeed obviously not edgy for those that think it has to be, to be. Time will tell which prevails. An economic contraction will clean out the edgy for first the surreal and then the real. The cycle is here and the drums are coming our way.
Let it be said, however, that it did give us Bacon.

jimbo said...

people just don't know what's good.

they've learned to think that anything with a cute girl in it that is sincere has to be kitsch. they don't understand that subject matter isn't what makes something kitsch...

that's why they either don't like the painting or are so quick to say that they don't like the subject matter. "the subject matter doesn't do it for me." what does? indexicality? appropriation? serial imagery? abstraction?

this is probably the result of someone just as ignorant who taught them.

or, they can't paint at a level anywhere near cassat, so they have to find some excuse that makes them a better painter--more innovation through mannered gesture, mannered abstraction, philosophically banal themes, amazement of technology.

having the most hip subject matter is not going to do anything for your painting.

pkd is not better than shakespeare. if you don't know why, then don't pretend like you know what innovation in writing is. same goes for art.

p.s. if you're still getting excited about 1's and 0's, i really hope the subject matter in your art is not technology!!!

Idon'tbathe said...

Anyone live in Dumfries ?

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anthony said...

Jimbo,
In my defense I like Mary Cassat but I need a little mystery and usually a lot of existential crisis (the best I can describe it) or some novel take on technique to be going on for a painting to get to me. That's why the subject matter fails me here; In the same manner John Singer Sargent made beautiful paintings that don't move me much beyond a humbling display of technical prowess.

What is going on here that should keep me interested? Desire for the good life? Abstraction or appropriation added to this mix would not make it more interesting because the problem lies in the artist's choice to represent upper class boredom.

Old Guy said...

Why did she let Degas mess with her painting?

Oh come on guys, you went to art school, you know that scene:

“Oh please kind sir, do you think you could help with me with my homework? (seeing as homework is all you do, you big dummy)”

Twirl parasol coquettishly. Blink blink.

It’s not entirely accidental that the child is ‘of a friend of M.Degas’ either.

And I’m not convinced that Degas just did the smooth bits in the background. You can tell from the way the two armchairs meet in the foreground that the one on the left is an afterthought, is squeezed in and has a slightly different perspective (Concrete’s comments started me looking at this). It’s also painted slightly differently, has a different ‘key’ to highlight and even design – note how the foreground armrest meets the lower section). Also the girl’s eyes don’t quite meet the little dog, they’re probably meant to – the kind of anecdote 19th century painting loves – but the dog is by necessity of the chair’s placement, pushed back a bit further behind her.

I think it quite likely Cassatt painted the girl in the armchair and then was stumped for a setting (and even the little girl and the chair have varying treatments to them).

Some people treat children like pets, others treat pets like children. If the little dog is an afterthought, I wonder if that could have been Degas’ idea? A kind of equation between a child of a friend’s and a dog of another’s. He was known to be sardonic. If the dog were a bitch of course the match would be bitchier, but either way it furthers the kind of levels Jimbo admires, gives the American ingénue a further poignancy.

And lastly, if we were looking for connections back to Remedios, I suppose Cassatt was largely an émigré. I wonder what it was in Paris that suddenly made her so alive? (her quote on the NGA site – “I began to live”). Was America that oppressive?

No Rush said...

hey thats great, MC painted the best part of the painting

this painting is teeming with abstraction

she's not looking at the dog, and the dogs not looking at her. the dogs asleep

it wasnt time for this yet

Old Guy said...
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Old Guy said...

If I lived in Dumfries, would I admit it?

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zipthwung said...

I'M SO BORED. WIll someone please stage a burlesque with beastiality or something? God this is so bourgeoise.

Jimbo you are so full of shit. PKD's ideas are what its all about, and thats all subject matter. SO what are you nattering on about with kitch? A Rothko is a Rothko is a Rothko. Endof story.

nat said...

OG, your on the right track but way off base. Degas would not have painted that amorphous chair in the left foreground. If the dog was his idea it is a self portrait, compare the dog's long flat nose to that of Degas.
For degas empathy or identification with animals see this cute one.
Also, the sad, downwardly slanted eyes are similar to Degas.(OK, I'm drawing the parallel for the sake of the fun "subject matter" type discussion.)

So I'll give Degas credit for the self-portrait as dog and for the 45 degree angle(fold a piece of paper diagonally and hold it to the screen) at which the back sofa meets the girls armchair. Also, the line under this sofa is not the splotchy line that defines other armchair arms or the shadow beneath the back left armchair. Degas knew when to make a straight line. (The rehearsal, 1873-1878)

The color scheme is vaguely reminiscent of the Bellelli Family. What's the anecdotal value of the dog in that picture? Or the sight lines. Oh, and Degas was a pretty good painter, btw.

Old Guy said...

You’ve got a point about Degas’ grasp of perspective, Nat.

Even if the dog idea were his, he wouldn’t have botched the height, color and perspective of the two chairs (45 degree angle of not, they don’t share vanishing points or scale much less design). So I think it unlikely he added the chair and dog, on reflection.

It would have been more his style to just have the dog’s head or tail protruding from a second chair in extreme foreground, just framing the girl’s, in a Japanese kind of way, but that might have been a bit out there for Mary.

So he probably just tried to reconcile the two chairs in some more convincing space, after Mary had added the second and her dog.

But I think the comparison between child and dog, American and Paris, still holds. And Degas can pet or child.

webthing said...

is that some kind of tartan thing around the girl? how the farc did matthew barney go back in time and put that there? amazing... also, the spotlight shining on the girl, or are we seeing in from the window? thank heaven for pincushions. i thought the dog might be a worm in its chrysalis, or an ornamental log that was too pretty for the fireplace just out of sight. talking about paintings is just endless, imagine if we had to work like those other wretched things...the horror. childhood was truly special.

anthony said...

Suddenly I am overwhelmed by a deep pang of longing for bygone days when one created only a handfull of images in a lifetime (comparatively).

Also the girl's pose in the painting strikes me as uncomfortable looking, just noticed. It's what makes the child look self consiously posed. Maybe that's what Jimbo was getting at with the line about not wanting to pose for the picture.

Idon'tbathe said...

I'm sure that many blue flowered chairs and dogs have been hauled in because the artist has failed to get distinction and excitment in the mien of the subject and she counts on the chairs to supply the deficiency.
But, a cocked hat doesn't make a general.

zipthwung said...

no fixed vanishing point is one of my faves. Im told the greeks do this - not out of lack of sophistication, but as a way to tell you where the subject is coming from - high or low, as it is.

Anyone care for an esoteric game of chess? Thermo global nuclear war?
Lets go phone phreaking!

Old Guy said...

I hear the next post is Mel Ramos, from his dairy products period. Very influenced by Degas they say.

no-where-man said...

blame it on the Sculls.

jimbo said...

regardless of what anyone thinks about the subject matter, or however they actually relate to the subject matter, i think it is important for any worthwhile discussion to avoid that topic.

someone might only like abstract sculpture, but for that person to comment meaningfully only on abstract sculpture and dismiss anything else as boring ("i can't relate to it"), would be very stifling for their learning process.

i think the ideal critic is someone without any bias toward a particular subject matter.

if there were some work about feminism, i probably wouldn't relate to it as well as a female would. (although i think that anybody should be able to relate to any subject matter that broad.) but i shouldn't just dismiss the work as something that i can't relate to. to become critically mature, to me, is to be open to everything there is.

No Rush said...

i used to babysit for mel ramos. always chomping on a cigar. i liked lita.

anyway, the question is "minor" artists. "second-tier". what does that mean to us today?

LETS ASK JACK THE PELICAN: In comparison, Jonathon Lasker's iconic scribbles feel stiff. And Claude Monet's Water Lilies, which his works at times strangely resemble, feel damp. Maciá reawakens us to the perverse intensity of Miro and Picasso. He flies as Pollock did at his best. And--Jack the Pelican never thought he would say this--impressionism and non-objectivity feel suddenly once again subversive!

our day will come?

seymourpansick said...

Old Guy,

Cassatt owned the Brussels griffon.

Perhaps Mary, Mary wasn't quite as contrary as we were led to believe.

zipthwung said...

Jimbo says: i think the ideal critic is someone without any bias toward a particular subject matter.

Let me preface my critical demolition of this premise by saying that you wont catch me dead in a sit-com hairstyle, yet I don't mind if YOU do it. Go ahead. Send me a picture. I know no one will notice because everyone else has one too.

The documentary movie "Invasion of the Bodysnatchers," will open your eyes if you haven't already seen it - warning spoiler - apparently the human race as we envision ourselves is a hybrid created by a parasitic alien species. This explains a lot.


I tried the open mind angle - in fact I watched eight episodes of the "Power

Puff Girls."

This means nothing to you who swear by opera as a means of relating to children, but to me it was as if I was hotboxing godhead.

In conclusion - the demolition of fragile regional ecosystems by a transnational uberfestivalism of "fine art" will never be tolerated by the forest Ewoks - and with time, the rotting edifice of bland ambition will fall under the weight of its own conspiracy.

zipthwung said...

Apophenia is the experience of seeing patterns or connections in random or meaningless data. The term was coined in 1958 by Klaus Conrad, who defined it as the "unmotivated seeing of connections" accompanied by a "specific experience of an abnormal meaningfulness".

"While observations of relevant work environments and human behaviors in these environments is a very important first step in coming to understand any new domain, this activity is in and of its self not sufficient to constitute scientific research. It is fraught with problems of subjective bias in the observer. We (like the experts we study) often see what we expect to see, we interpret the world through our own personal lens. Thus we are extraordinarily open to the trap of apophenia."

[1]

In statistics, apophenia would be classed as a Type I error (false positive, false alarm, caused by an excess in sensitivity). Apophenia is often used as an explanation of some paranormal and religious claims. It has been suggested that apophenia is a link between psychosis and creativity.

Old Guy said...

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I don't think Mary was too contrary, but I think she liked her pets to know their place. And she would visit it when the urge took her and when it didn't there was always Chez La Modiste.

jimbo said...

"we interpret the world through our own personal lens."

yeah, this is definitely what i think good critics should try to stay away from.

just because you don't like some subject, you shouldnt just slam it and move on.

and NO, zipthwung, i'm not saying that everyone should watch the powerpuff girls and love it. but if they think all cartoons can't be good art because of the fact that they are a cartoons, then he should think about his apophenia or whatever it is.

when someone says that this subject matter is no good to them, are they saying that no painting in the world can be good if it is about a little girl??? a good critic would talk about other things than something being bad just because it's, as someone said earlier, a bourgeois subject. they would talk about the whys and hows.

i do agree with zipthwung that bad art does exist though. i'm not saying that i love all art or whatever.

zipthwung said...

love the do

even on nancy spector, poor girl.

zipthwung said...

I mean RoseLee Goldberg. Spector's got the Joan of Arc or something.

Old Guy said...

Do Ewoks have off-road parking?

No Rush said...

The little girl rules the universe and the little ewok/doggie, well that is you guys (even tho the hipster girls sometimes wear bangs and all). but you know that.

No Rush said...

So, across the crowded floor of The Kitchen in Soho, New York comes Peter Frank with Rosalee Goldberg who was then the director. It was the night of Jean Dupuy and Olga's performance. Fifteen or twenty young performance artists like Pooh Kaye were in it. Rene Block, Dick Higgins, Alison Knowles, Phillip Corner were just a few in the audience to prove it was quite rich and varied. A signature avant garde academy; it was star night at The Kitchen. I have always found Rosalee Goldberg charming. She said, "Peter tells me you wouldn't be above doing something here..." I said that yes I would like to. There were some new ideas I was working on and-- "Ooh," she said. "Stop it" she meant. She continued with, "I was really rather much more thinking of having you ressurect one of your old Happenings."


When I was little, say four to six years old, my father would have me draw things and sing songs for guests. One of the songs was Kate Smith's "When the moon comes over the mountain, Every beam brings a dream dear of you..." The pictures I drew: a man on roller skates and Herbert Hoover. Of course, Rosalee Goldberg is beautiful and my father never offered me a couple of hundred dollars. I'd also love to make love with Rosalee Goldberg but I usually see her around Soho with puppy looking guys like the ones who answer the phone and look out the windows of this place they live out of in Amsterdam that the Dutch government funded as a place for performance artists which during the month of August is closed to performance artists. The Dutch government should take the month of August's money and give it to Harry Ruhe of Galerie 'A' because any performance artist can go by there as he is always available during the month of August.

Idon'tbathe said...

I went to uranus and then over to pluto over the weekend engaging in my final dance. It was good times I highly recommend it.
There's a whole universe west and south of NY you know.
Now I'm back in the old condusive urban sink.

i am said...

Hey! look what i've just found in the network htp://www.CheckMessenger3.com to find out who deleted you from MSN without noticing it.

zipthwung said...

One can even set up quite ridiculous cases. A cat is penned up in a steel chamber, along with the following device (which must be secured against direct interference by the cat): in a Geiger counter there is a tiny bit of radioactive substance, so small, that perhaps in the course of the hour one of the atoms decays, but also, with equal probability, perhaps none; if it happens, the counter tube discharges and through a relay releases a hammer which shatters a small flask of hydrocyanic acid. If one has left this entire system to itself for an hour, one would say that the cat still lives if meanwhile no atom has decayed. The psi-function of the entire system would express this by having in it the living and dead cat (pardon the expression) mixed or smeared out in equal parts.

It is typical of these cases that an indeterminacy originally restricted to the atomic domain becomes transformed into macroscopic indeterminacy, which can then be resolved by direct observation. That prevents us from so naively accepting as valid a "blurred model" for representing reality. In itself it would not embody anything unclear or contradictory. There is a difference between a shaky or out-of-focus photograph and a snapshot of clouds and fog banks.

webthing said...

we are on a ball
in space
somewhere
while we figure it out
china is getting angry
one child policy
or, one son policy
was a bad idea
but how else were the people
going to get superannuation
when there isn't any
daughters go to other families
sons remain, and support
and now the ratio is no good
and what do they have
a big, frustrated army
and a million mao painters
as deutschland can attest
the transition from commie
to fattie
makes for great times on the bux
welcome china
oops, hang on, there doesn't
seem to be enough room for you
living this way, sorry old pal
the last war
is on canvas

i'm sure this is exactly what cassatt was thinking at the time. the dog is a symbol for mao, the couches are republics, and the girl is a war. if we could just put a mao face on the dog - old cassats estate would skyrocket. where's our resident photoshopper? or is it paintshop pro?

Idon'tbathe said...

Lot 22, "Mother and Sara Admiring the Baby," by Mary Cassatt, pastel, 46 1/4 by 29 inches, circa 1901
The cover illustration of the catalogue is a very fine and formal Mary Cassatt (1844-1926) family work, Lot 22, "Mother and Sara Admiring the Baby," a 46 1/4-by-29-inch pastel, circa 1901. While it is pretty and true to Cassatt's popular formula, it is not as interesting or dramatic as some of her sketchier works. It has an ambitious estimate of $3,500,000 to $5,000,000. It failed to sell and was "passed" at $2,600,000.

No Rush said...

I dont make it up. Im just reporting

zipthwung said...

to each their own

zipthwung said...

Zyklon B canister, Auschwitz, between 1987 and 1989. The SS used the insecticide Zyklon B (“Cyclone B”) to asphyxiate the prisoners whom they herded into the gas chambers at Auschwitz. Its active ingredient was a form of cyanide, hydrocyanic acid. The manufacturer, Degesch, was a subsidiary of the gigantic chemical cartel I. G. Farben. After the war I. G. Farben was broken up and today Degesch is a multinational corporation. As the company’s American subsidiary’s web site notes, “Degesch operates a state-of-the-art manufacturing facility in the beautiful Shenandoah Valley. . . .”

zipthwung said...

Pissarro was deeply affected by the growing unrest and anti-Semitism that had gripped Paris at the end of the nineteenth century during the time of the Dreyfus Affair. Although the French Jewish army officer Alfred Dreyfus had been convicted of espionage several years earlier, it was not until the late 1890s that the public became aware that the evidence used to convict him was false and based on anti-Semitic assumptions. Public opinion was fiercely divided, as were the attitudes of the Impressionist artists. While Pissarro, Claude Monet, and Mary Cassatt aligned themselves with the Dreyfusards, Paul Cézanne, Pierre-Auguste Renoir, and Edgar Degas supported the French government and even made anti-Semitic comments against Pissarro, their former friend and colleague. However, as was characteristic of his work, Pissarro’s paintings from this volatile time avoid references to current events while exploring the relationship between humanity and its environment, whether social, political, or natural.

Idon'tbathe said...

Degas was a very lonely man. He spent most of his time alone, working in his studio. He had no serious relationships with women and almost seemed to despise them, saying that women make men's lives unbearable. This is very strange because he loved to paint women and paid very close attention to them, studying their every move.

Nomi said...

Not so strange to me. Painting someone, studying someone from a remove is not living with them and all their messy humanness.

webthing said...

hmmm... remember this?

Idon'tbathe said...

God forbid we human beings should ever have to get up close and personal with our unwieldy, messy, smelly humanness. In every way possible, this culture’s rules and values distance us from the realities of our own bodies in all their glorious imperfection. Just flick on the TV any time of the day or night and you’ll be bombarded with messages about the necessity of looking perfect and smelling better. It’s presented not as an option, but an obligation. Of course we want to hasten death; of course we want to make it easier for Cripples to die. Out damn spot. Out.

Old Guy said...

Jean-Nepveu-Degas, the great-nephew of the painter wrote:

“Degas suffered from the loneliness to which his work condemned him. He saw his brothers and his friends found families and experiencing the mingling of pride, happiness and anxiety that results from that step… It was in his family circle and among his friends that, almost stealthily, he lavished the tenderness he so carefully concealed from casual eyes.”

Jean Bouret wrote: (of Degas’ love life)

‘As for Mary Cassatt, the woman to whom Degas talked most readily, she does not seem to have been particularly vibrant in the sphere of love, or to have been able to capture his attention and transform it into passion.’

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Nomi said...

Old Guy, point well taken. Or, at least, what I take you point to be is well taken. By me.

Famous figures often acquire a simplistic or partial -- or just plain wrong -- image that becomes virtually petrified as their personae. Most of us are far more complex than what the majority of people we come into contact with would believe. I shudder to imagine being biographied. (Not that I think I'm in imminent danger . . . )

Idon'tbathe said...

Art is not what you see, but what you make others see.
Edgar Degas

Art is vice. You don't marry it legitimately, you rape it.
Edgar Degas

Everyone has talent at twenty-five. The difficulty is to have it at fifty.
Edgar Degas

In painting you must give the idea of the true by means of the false.
Edgar Degas

It is all very well to copy what one sees, but it is far better to draw what one now only sees in one's memory. That is a transformation in which imagination collaborates with memory.
Edgar Degas

No art is less spontaneous than mine. What I do is the result of reflection and the study of the great masters.
Edgar Degas

One must do the same subject over again ten times, a hundred times. In art nothing must resemble an accident, not even movement.
Edgar Degas

Only when he no longer knows what he is doing does the painter do good things.
Edgar Degas

Painting is easy when you don't know how, but very difficult when you do.
Edgar Degas

What a delightful thing is the conversation of specialists! One understands absolutely nothing and it's charming.
Edgar Degas

Idon'tbathe said...

Selected Mary Cassatt Quotations

• There's only one thing in life for a woman; it's to be a mother.... A woman artist must be ... capable of making primary sacrifices.

• I think that if you shake the tree, you ought to be around when the fruit falls to pick it up.

• Why do people so love to wander? I think the civilized parts of the World will suffice for me in the future.

• I am independent! I can live alone and I love to work.

• I have touched with a sense of art some people – they felt the love and the life. Can you offer me anything to compare to that joy for an artist?

• If painting is no longer needed, it seems a pity that some of us are born into the world with such a passion for line and color.

• Cezanne is one of the most liberal artists I have ever seen. He prefaces every remark with Pour moi it is so and so, but he grants that everyone may be as honest and as true to nature from their convictions; he doesn't believe that everyone should see alike.

• Edouard Degas to Mary Cassatt: Most women paint as though they are trimming hats. Not you.

• Edouard Degas about Mary Cassatt: I don't admit that a woman draws that well!

• [Quoted in [u]The American Woman's Almanac[/u], Louise Bernikow] Mary Cassatt's visit home, long after she had become famous in Europe, was reported in the Philadelphia newspaper as the arrival of "Mary Cassatt, sister of Mr. Cassatt, President of the Pennsylvania Railroad, who has been studying painting in France and owns the smallest Pekingese dog in the world."

Old Guy said...

So the Chinese connection was there!

zipthwung said...

Well to be sure I wish I saw with the eyes of a 25 year old, or even an eighty year old, as old people are said to turn into children, though I hardly think so, judging from what comes out of their mouths, no, not babes.

Wandering through the zoo is of course interesting. Looking through the eyes of a zebra, a gorrilla, a bear, a komodo dragon or iguana.

What did I see?

Some animals paint. What about the animals that don't paint? What of them?

in propinquity we trust

amen.

No Rush said...

You make chris rywalt look like kate millet
_____

Why did she let Degas mess with her painting?

Oh come on guys, you went to art school, you know that scene:

“Oh please kind sir, do you think you could help with me with my homework? (seeing as homework is all you do, you big dummy)”

Twirl parasol coquettishly. Blink blink.

____

‘As for Mary Cassatt, the woman to whom Degas talked most readily, she does not seem to have been particularly vibrant in the sphere of love, or to have been able to capture his attention and transform it into passion.’

___

Garbage.

Aaron said...

Chris Rywalt, web c3l3brity.

I bought the Newsweek with the Theremy article. Apparently the interweb is spawning psychopaths.

Newsweek quotes psychotherapist Denise Schwartzman, author of "Web Psychosis,":

"The internet creates an apophenic field, in which meaningless and often unverifiable associations create a cloud of unreason, an environment in which symptoms such as thought insertion and thought broadcasting may be exacerbated."

At least I think that's a quote.

Idon'tbathe said...

Schizophrenia is characterized by profound disruption in cognition and emotion, affecting the most fundamental human attributes: language, thought, perception, affect, and sense of self. The array of symptoms, while wide ranging, frequently includes psychotic manifestations, such as hearing internal voices or experiencing other sensations not connected to an obvious source (hallucinations) and assigning unusual significance or meaning to normal events or holding fixed false personal beliefs (delusions). No single symptom is definitive for diagnosis; rather, the diagnosis encompasses a pattern of signs and symptoms, in conjunction with impaired occupational or social functioning Delusions - false beliefs strongly held in spite of invalidating evidence, especially as a symptom of mental illness: for example,
Paranoid delusions, or delusions of persecution, for example believing that people are "out to get" you, or the thought that people are doing things when there is no external evidence that such things are taking place.
Delusions of reference - when things in the environment seem to be directly related to you even though they are not. For example it may seem as if people are talking about you or special personal messages are being communicated to you through the TV, radio, or other media.
Somatic Delusions are false beliefs about your body - for example that a terrible physical illness exists or that something foreign is inside or passing through your body.
Delusions of grandeur - for example when you believe that you are very special or have special powers or abilities. An example of a grandiouse delusion is thinking you are a famous rock star.

zipthwung said...

If Donnie Deutsch calls put him through

Idon'tbathe said...

Codify Your Thoughts
Writing forces you to succinctly, accurately describe your point. Blogs are short form and often contain a single serving of news, opinion, analysis or recommendation. This style provides an easy entrance to the world of journalism & writing in general and it's a perfect fit for those who are seeking to record their experiences & ideas - a diary for the 21st century (and, as we sometimes forget, it can be public or private).
Build Name/Brand Recognition
Whether your goal is professional or personal (though it's best applied to the former), blogging well builds credibility and creates a readership of devotees. While you may not have "fans" like a rock star, you'll certainly find people from diverse geographic and professional backgrounds that enjoy your writing and have a positive association with you. Outside of blogging, there's very few channels that offer this reward.
Prepare for a Book
A blog is an excellent way to display and practice writing skills and to show a potential publisher that you've developed a rapport with a built-in audience, likely to buy your book. A blog itself can even make for the foundation of a book's content or research work (and all those expenses are tax deductible).

Old Guy said...

The Jesus and Mary Cassette is available only from a black site. You can’t go there; it has to come to you. There’s a fortune in those cookies. It contains all the hits and a few missiles. It will protect and console you in time of need. You only need look or listen to feel the aura and know you belong.

And you can take it personally or professionally, quit any time you please and find other recreation. But you must remain in your seat until the room has been cleared of dissent, until competition has been eliminated from the competition. That is for the good of all of something else. But you already know the threat.

This is not something you have to imagine or pretend; there is a program and programmers, probability, propensity and patronage. You play the cassette and it all gets a little bit more particular. The psychology, the mind and the spirit channel your use, supply tags. The writing is on the screen in your head at your fingertips. It is on the wall and off the wall, beside the lake and beneath the trees. It is a sub-vocation and an in-vacation and it markets a mass accelerating at the speed of instance to synchron or defcom, until it’s all a Hong Kong for ping pong.

There will be profits and they will be beyond you. But hold to the letter, let the writer be a better, bet for the bigger and the richer, reach the real world through slavery, make it a heaven just for holders, know that there but for you went might and only maybe.

webthing said...

what's the word when a word sounds like what it is? anyway, for me, 'blogging' is a horrendous and terrible sounding word that conjures images of fetid and thick, sticky dumps, and other fecal proverbs. I don't know what alternatives there may have been, but certainly, web logging? What's with that? Deforestation comes to mind. What else could it have been? It's too late now... and maybe in some kind of viscous braingoo manner it remains apropos to the new condition of access to semi-permanent publishing.

- with love, webthing

JpegCritic said...

if the Cassette come to you,
you will die in seven days.

JpegCritic said...

alright how 'bout another artist.
Eberhard Havekost show, tomorrow
in chelsea. Don't look at the screens
or you will die in seven days.

Idon'tbathe said...

Check out Better Business Blogging
May 3, 2007 by The Blog Coach | Leave a Comment
Filed under Blogging News

I wanted to let you know that, for the time being, I will not be updating The Blog Coach site with further articles and posts. The arrival of my first child has meant that I don’t think that I can maintain two blogs in the manner that I want at this time with everything else that is going on.

Instead I will be focussing on the Better Business Blogging site where you will still be able to keep up to date with the advice, tips, thoughts etc. on blogging and new media that would have appeared on these pages.

You will also be able to find me on the BT Broadband Office blog where I will be writing on the use of blogging as a marketing and business tool for small and medium sized businesses.

I hope to be able to return to posting here later in the year but, as I say, if you come over to Better Business Blogging then I’ll make sure that you’re kept up to date on that!

In the meantime, thanks for reading and participating and see you over at BBB.

zipthwung said...

LinkedIn is a business-oriented social networking site, mainly used for professional networking. As of August 2007, it had more than 13 million registered users, spanning 150 industries and more than 400 economic regions (as classified by the service).

Facebook is a social networking website which was launched on July 7, 2003.

Initially the membership was restricted to students of Harvard University. It was subsequently expanded to other Boston area schools (Boston College, Boston University, MIT, Tufts), Stanford, Northwestern, and all Ivy League schools within two months. Many individual universities were added in rapid succession over the next year. Eventually, people with a university (e.g .edu) email address from institutions across the globe were eligible to join. Networks were then initiated for high schools and some large companies. Since September 11, 2006, it has been made available to any email address[2] user who inputs a certain age range. Users can select to join one or more participating networks, such as a high school, place of employment, or geographic region.

MySpace is a popular social networking website offering an interactive, user-submitted network of friends, personal profiles, blogs, groups, photos, music and videos internationally. It is headquartered in Beverly Hills, California, US,[1] where it shares an office building with its immediate owner, Fox Interactive Media; in turn, the owner of Fox Interactive and therefore MySpace, News Corporation, is headquartered in New York City.

Old Guy said...

Onomatopoeia?

Blogging has come to mean just an on-line diary. I think originally it meant a compilation (log) of links, along some theme. You logged website links as a way of ordering or navigating the web, commented on or explained the theme. But most people just let Google do that now.

The thing is it’s basically free (apart from the cost of being on-line) so I don’t see that it’s really a prelude to proper or hard-copy publication. Why would you pay for a hard-copy when you’ve read it on the web for free? For that matter why would publish on a free site when you can use a hard copy to earn more money or respect?

I think that’s why Blogging is generally looked down upon. It doesn’t make enough money for the writer, so it must be bad writing, it doesn’t have enough prestige for the reader, so it must be an indulgence. But there’s plenty of hard-copy ‘vanity’ publishing that doesn’t maintain literary or literacy standards, plenty of ‘subsidized’ publishing that is hardly fair or rigorous. So Blogging is not really clearing the forest of literature or information.

And I don’t see where else a brand or fame might be applied – so far. I don’t see Zipthwung© ‘guesting’ on college websites or endorsing dustbusters, but maybe I’m short-sighted.

zipthwung said...

"It was only in the late 1960s, with increasing criticism of its methods by western governments, that Scientology retreated behind the trappings of religion. Scientology "ministers" take a course in comparative religion based upon a single book, and read the few ceremonies written by Hubbard. Their training takes a few days. They dress in imitation of Christian ministers, including a dog collar and a Christian-seeming cross. In fact, the cross is a Scientology cross, which clearly imitates that of Hubbard's role model, magician Aleister Crowley. It is actually a satanic "crossed out" cross."

zipthwung said...

Scientology 1970 is being planned on a religious organization basis
throughout the world. This will not upset in any way the usual
activities of any organization. It is entirely a matter for accountants
and solicitors.

webthing said...

old guy, lol, blogging not clearing the forest of literature, classic line. i agree there are certainly more reputable channels to publish through - if you are accepted. the blogdump accepts anybody, censorship exists only in a mild way. i secretly always wish i knew what the comments that get deleted on here actually said. anyhow i am reminded of some old myth, i don't know if i heard it or made it up, or both, but something like a teapot - if you want the water to boil more efficiently don't let the steam out so much. maybe the blogdump is great practice for aspiring publishees, but it may also be a catchment for valuable commentary that, eventually, will not reach the archive. though with cheaper terabyte hdd's on the way, maybe we will be able to archive things a little better. i often lament/wonder/twiddle how the content of knowledge, within the interweb, is constantly updating itself and not leaving traces. all you have is the current article, eternally current (in the wiki sense anyway). There are various portals for seeing a website from 1996 but i've found most of them don't work very well. Publishing can be discussed in terms of scope, validity through editing etc, but pooping, i mean blogging, is certainly considered in the same field by now? (in the low part, down near the fence...) Don't forget to read the button you hit everytime a comment is added here...

zipthwung said...
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zipthwung said...

# 1849: First edition of Who’s Who.
# 1849: Twin-lens camera can take pictures for stereoscopic viewing.
# 1849: The term “advertising agency” is used by Volney B. Palmer.
# 1849: Henry David Thoreau’s essay, “The Duty of Civil Disobedience.”

Old Guy said...

I confess I’ve occasionally deleted comments irked only by my typos or hasty reading.

But I agree Blogs are the newest, lowest rung in publication and maybe some of the steam of language and issues get caught there –the life that everyone gets excited by – at least for a little while. Hard copies can be hard to track or save as well.

How it relates or gets used by more profitable levels or enterprises I think makes a few writers here suspicious, even paranoid about the information presented. Like in The Guardian article, where it revealed that some writers are influential figures in the NY art world, giving the impression that this is one way of circulating hype or a vibe, (Bob Dylan!) and so sucking in more readers and writers so that stuff in other publications starts to ‘echo’ or parallel PNYC, reinforcing its ‘influence’.

I’ve read other things, on and off-line since then and gone hmmm, as I know other writers here have. I don’t see anyone here really pumping Sterling Ruby or Mary Cassatt or whatever, but say someone identifies this blog as a reliable sample group on some complex factor analysis program, the kind of thing marketing does in many ways. Say PNYC is an accurate demographic for trends in interpretation, appraisal, influence or enthusiasm for current shows? The thing goes 24-7, gives continuous feedback. Could it – does it – then get sold on, as market advice by someone? Hard data for the shrewd investor? In other words if the blog is on the lowest rung, is there a pyramid scheme, like Scientology, built on top of it?

It’s interesting that like blogs, like Enaclite’s londonpainting blogspot never really got off the ground, I suppose because PNYC now has such momentum. We may have zero credibility, but that’s not to stop others supplying it.

Idon'tbathe said...

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Idon'tbathe said...

Zip goes the jacket

" Zip" is an onomatopoeia
word because it sounds
like a jacket is
zipping up.

"Zip" is an example of onomatopoeia because it sounds like what it is. When you zip up a zipper the sound the zipper makes sounds like a zipper. Here are other onomatopoeia words:

Boom, bang, slash, slurp,
gurgle, meow,and woof



Cafeteria

Boom!
Went the food
trays.
Clap! Clap!
Goes the teacher.
Rip!
Went the
plastic bag.
Munch! Munch!
Go the students.
Slurp!!!
Went the straws.
Whisper
Is what half the kids
in the room
are doing.
Crunch!
Crunch!
go
the candy bars.

Idon'tbathe said...

In many applied disciplines such as marketing or the behavioral sciences in general, the above situation appears more as an opportunity than an insurmountable problem for general classification. The fact that different portions of the population may perceive the same item very differently means they belong in different segments. I now have a well-defined sub-group that I can uniquely tailor my message to and get a better conversion rate. Profiles developed from the folksonomic data could help me develop the segment's profile and tailor my message. That's a good thing.

A less venal use of the data would be to exploit systematic differences in different groups' tagging to create a dynamic map between the classification systems that could be used for retrieval. I have previously developed that idea here, and it has been taken up here and here.

Finally, information about how different people are tagging items could be ineresting for me if I am trying to get a new idea accepted. In this post, I commented on Richard MacManus's efforts to get the term “Web 2.0” more widely used. He noted that it was not showing up often in the del.icio.us tags (which he painstakingly analyzed by hand). He then noted that certain key people did seem to be using the term. Information about communication patterns, who is looking at whose folksonomy, in a tight group can lead to a plan about where to best leverage your efforts.

zipthwung said...

Jim Gray, a computer scientist at Microsoft, was reported missing at sea on Jan. 28th. Thanks to Google and Amazon, you can help search for him by going through some of the tens of thousands of satellite images, looking for his boat.

The search site is here. You have to register with Amazon to participate. When I did, I didn't see the Jim Gray search in the list of available projects, but it showed up when I searched for "gray."

Google has been asked to help with the search for missing US adventurer Steve Fossett.

The Internet giant has been contacted by Virgin tycoon Sir Richard Branson, who wants to use recent satellite imagery from the Google Earth service to find Mr Fossett's original flight direction.

The 63-year-old American took off in Nevada in a single-engined plane on Monday but has not been seen since.

zipthwung said...

I heartily accept the motto, "That government is best which governs least"; and I should like to see it acted up to more rapidly and systematically. Carried out, it finally amounts to this, which also I believe — "That government is best which governs not at all"; and when men are prepared for it, that will be the kind of government which the will have. Government is at best but an expedient; but most governments are usually, and all governments are sometimes, inexpedient. The objections which have been brought against a standing army, and they are many and weighty, and deserve to prevail, may also at last be brought against a standing government. The standing army is only an arm of the standing government. The government itself, which is only the mode which the people have chosen to execute their will, is equally liable to be abused and perverted before the people can act through it. Witness the present Mexican war, the work of comparatively a few individuals using the standing government as their tool; for in the outset, the people would not have consented to this measure.

Cross said...

We need a new diversion/painting to chew on. Where's that Agnes Martin? Or Lee Marvin. Sumpthin.

enaclite said...

i'm going to have another attempt Old Guy. Thing is I'm new to this stuff and still find the technology a challange.

Idon'tbathe said...

10 Principles
Radical Inclusion
Anyone may be a part of Burning Man. We welcome and respect the stranger. No prerequisites exist for participation in our community.

Gifting
Burning Man is devoted to acts of gift giving. The value of a gift is unconditional. Gifting does not contemplate a return or an exchange for something of equal value.

Decommodification
In order to preserve the spirit of gifting, our community seeks to create social environments that are unmediated by commercial sponsorships, transactions, or advertising. We stand ready to protect our culture from such exploitation. We resist the substitution of consumption for participatory experience.

Radical Self-reliance
Burning Man encourages the individual to discover, exercise and rely on his or her inner resources.

Radical Self-expression
Radical self-expression arises from the unique gifts of the individual. No one other than the individual or a collaborating group can determine its content. It is offered as a gift to others. In this spirit, the giver should respect the rights and liberties of the recipient.

Communal Effort
Our community values creative cooperation and collaboration. We strive to produce, promote and protect social networks, public spaces, works of art, and methods of communication that support such interaction.

Civic Responsibility
We value civil society. Community members who organize events should assume responsibility for public welfare and endeavor to communicate civic responsibilities to participants. They must also assume responsibility for conducting events in accordance with local, state and federal laws.

Leaving No Trace
Our community respects the environment. We are committed to leaving no physical trace of our activities wherever we gather. We clean up after ourselves and endeavor, whenever possible, to leave such places in a better state than when we found them.

Participation
Our community is committed to a radically participatory ethic. We believe that transformative change, whether in the individual or in society, can occur only through the medium of deeply personal participation. We achieve being through doing. Everyone is invited to work. Everyone is invited to play. We make the world real through actions that open the heart.

Immediacy
Immediate experience is, in many ways, the most important touchstone of value in our culture. We seek to overcome barriers that stand between us and a recognition of our inner selves, the reality of those around us, participation in society, and contact with a natural world exceeding human powers. No idea can substitute for this experience.

Idon'tbathe said...

Scholars have had a difficult time reconstructing the life and career of the painter Mary Cassatt, an American expatriate who settled in Paris in 1874 and showed her work with the inner circle of the French Impressionists throughout that decade. Not only was the genteel, Pittsburgh-born Cassatt intensely private (she did not keep a diary and destroyed most of her letters), but she was routinely neglected by the fiercely nationalistic French art press, who belittled her as a foreigner and an unmarried woman. She was also undervalued at home by a still tradition-bound art audience, who did not appreciate her unconventional use of color and asymmetrical compositions until late in her career. Cassatt's access to fresh experience was similarly restricted by her sex and class. Unlike her male contemporaries, who could paint scenes from the Parisian dance halls and brothels, Cassatt's subject matter was confined to that which befitted her lofty upper-middle-class station: mothers and children, and women in domestic settings. Despite these impediments, argues Judith A. Barter, curator of American arts at the Art Institute of Chicago in ''Mary Cassatt: Modern Woman,'' Cassatt managed to present an image of women that reflected their growing self-sufficiency and responsibilities. Cassatt's friendship with her mentor, Edgar Degas, her innovations in work with pastels and her critical role as art adviser to the Havemeyers, the wealthy American benefactors of the Metropolitan Museum.

Old Guy said...

‘In short, Degas the anti-arriviste had arrived after all. His growing fame, however, brought with it some problems he did not know how to handle. In 1893, for instance, he sold The Collector of Prints to the Havemeyers through Mary Cassatt for a thousand dollars and then, as was his habit, asked to keep the picture for a while to add a few touches. He kept it for two years, after which he announced that, because of the rapidity with which the prices of his work had been rising, he wanted three thousand dollars. Henry Osbourne Havemeyer, as he usually did in such circumstances, paid without a murmur, but Louisine Havemeyer said that the incident ‘cost Degas Miss Cassatt’s friendship for a long time.”’

Roy McMullen: Degas, His Life, Times and Work, Secker and Warburg, London 1985, page 434.

No Rush said...

That gum you like is going to come back in style

My father killed me

Idon'tbathe said...

"SPLENDID LEGACY: The Havemeyer Collection"

Also illustrates the extraordinary accomplishments of two women, Louisine Havemeyer and Mary Cassatt. In recent years, much has been made of female artists who have been overlooked. But it was as collectors and advisers that women during the last century often played roles at least as significant as men's, particularly in the promotion of modern art. It was a woman, Isabella Stewart Gardner, who helped get Bernard Berenson's career under way and whose eponymous museum in Boston is one of the greatest in this country. It was three women who founded the Museum of Modern Art in New York, and it was a woman who founded the Whitney. And although Henry Osborne Havemeyer was by no means merely a walking checkbook.

no-where-man said...
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no-where-man said...

i think the new season look fabulous - ran into john waters and david byrne, thats like seeing the groundhog - and signifies a good season. Art Parade was cute, even picked up a print by randy wray - ya'll were chatting about him here... He is doing this cool print addition thing, where each one is an original, - Ickybana Offering.. as for paintings i want to live with check out goff and rosenthal.

zipthwung said...

Henry Havemeyer's first art purchases was made in Philadelphia where he bought carved ivory figures, Japanese lacquered boxes, silk, brocades, and sword guards. His purchases were impulsive, numerous, and deeply personal.

After three years (1865-68) of training in the Havemeyer business of sugar refining in Williamsburg, Brooklyn, he became a partner in the firm of Havemeyer and Elder, his study of production and market conditions gaining him controlling influence.

zipthwung said...

"Yet is there really any ailment to cure? Manhattan remains as culturally vibrant as ever. The Chelsea neighbourhood has at least 318 art galleries, many more than SoHo, a previous hotspot, had in its heyday. Rising prosperity means more money to spend on paintings and designer shoes. Yes, many artists have moved to other areas, such as Williamsburg, in Brooklyn, but that has merely spread the hipness rather than shifted its centre of gravity."

Way to rock the boat Economist!
Way to spell center!
how high is the water?

no-where-man said...

i love my designer shoes Williamsburg loft and chillin in Chelsea FINALLY a Mag that speaks to ME.

no-where-man said...

did anyone go to gladstone well roberta did.... did anyone else notice a certain thread in common between some certain table works and randys?

hello.

No Rush said...

rise above

Idon'tbathe said...

You see...
if I cared, man...
if I fucking cared...
if I gave a solitary fuck about...
Get out of the fucking car.

Idon'tbathe said...

Now that you've finally seen the light and decided that the only way to live is to snub others with ridiculous posturing and pseudo-intellectual smalltalk you'll, of course, need to assimilate the usual set of pretentions and prejudices when it comes to books, films, and most importantly, music. Luckily for you, all one needs is to be a dedicated dilletante with an ability to opine on all things obscure and, therefore, great. Namedropping a critical band or a film director is all that will be required in conning your way into the unwashed, bohemian fold. There's no need to worry about knowing anything in real depth, besides the intense sense of betrayal you felt after reading DFW's latest, Infinite Jest: A Novel, as your fellow hipsters at large are most likely poseurs such as yourself and will not press you for discussions of any real substance.

No Rush said...

NWM - I do like those randy Wrays. Lovely/Icky is a fine mix. All that white is hard to get past, but once you assimilate it, it all comes together. I love that feeling.

zipthwung said...

I love the karate kid

zipthwung said...

Double your pleasure

no-where-man said...

No Rush, The white on white of a gallery can be glaring with any work. However it really works in my living space - its a very loud environment.

Did you see the piece in the dark basement area of PS1 greater nyc a few years back? Thats when i first noticed it.

Idon'tbathe said...

Some Holliston girls-soccer whiz kids made their pee-vish feelings for archrival Medway shockingly clear when pictures of them allegedly urinating on their opponents’ field surfaced on the Internet to widespread disgust.

“It’s disrespectful,” one Medway Mustang said yesterday. “I just think it’s unclassy,” sniffed another.

The shocking hijinks, exposed to officials by Medway High School students, has resulted in discipline being meted out at Holliston High, where the Tri-Valley League rivals reside, and required the disinfection of the Medway field. Holliston Principal Mary Canty declined to elaborate.

zipthwung said...

The only reason why we ask other people how their weekend was is so we can tell them about our own weekend.

Idon'tbathe said...

I first got an episode of full on hyperacusia a few days after i took an "e" - which is a rave drug usually made up of M.D.M.A. I had been in a very loud environment too but that was normal for me at that time. I know it affected my hearing/brain as a had another hyperacusia time where i took an "e" a few years later. So i am sure for me recreational drugs are not good for my ears.

zipthwung said...

j'accuse!

Idon'tbathe said...

iEt l'on a même vu, pour le lieutenant-colonel Picquart, cette chose ignoble: un tribunal français, après avoir laissé le rapporteur -

Truth is on the march and nothing can stop it.

"Zola's true crime has been in daring to rise to defend the truth and civil liberty ... [and] for that courageous defense of the primordial rights of the citizen, he will be honored wherever men have souls that are free ..."

zipthwung said...

Nous faitsons le dance si nous desireons



is it safe to dance?

Old Guy said...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CO0yAuce9Hk

zipthwung said...

Andy Warhol: So, when are you going to get married?

Jodie Foster: Never. I hope. It’s got to be boring — having to share a bathroom with someone.

Andy Warhol: Gee, we believe the same things.

zipthwung said...

“This time there’s no point in trying to be kind,” it said. “Your manuscript is utterly hopeless as a candidate for our list. I never thought the subject worth a damn to begin with and I don’t think it’s worth a damn now. Lay off, MacDuff.”

Lay on, lay off, you know its like Mr. Miyagi.

zipthwung said...

"Death is going to be big in art this year. With Damien Hirst’s diamond-encrusted skull in the news, and Goth whatnots still in fashion, mortality is shaping up to be a thematic mini-trend of the kind cooked up to keep sales moving through the season. Or at least that’s apparently the hope"

-Holland Cotter

Idon'tbathe said...

Close eyes.



Trust.



Concentrate.



Think only tree.



Make a perfect picture
down to last pine needle.



Wipe your mind clean.
Everything but the tree.



Nothing exists in whole world...



...only tree.



You got it?



Open eyes.



Remember picture?



Yeah.



Make like picture.



Just trust the picture.



How do I know my picture's the right one?



If come from inside you,
always the right one.

Idon'tbathe said...

Speeds it. Plays it. Feels it. Sucks it.
Exhibi-destro-maso-flesho
Weirdo-mother-fucko
Art-maestro. Paintro
Jean Paul Sadre sad-istico
He bleeds!
Highlight in party-night
Art-groupie-art-decor-flash
Paint yourself!
And theart-groupie screams:
Art burns!
Wankers in wax
Fixed and fucked
Fists and fights on canvas-beds
Pearljeweled handmade in
Silicon dreamer’s paint
Soft-white-ejaculation
Paints bleeds in pinky fuzz
De-serves a life
Fists...and sliced in oily blades
Art-groupie screams and bleeds

zipthwung said...

Geraldo at Large

zipthwung said...

In contrast to the music, the lyrics have all been written by Boa himself and are frequently bizarre - a trademark of Boa that is present in his main band Voodoo Club as well. Although the lyrics themselves frequently have a surreal touch, the predominant lyrical topic, i.e. the lyrical concept of the band, is one that might be considered archetypal for metal - death.

zipthwung said...

keep the dream alive

Idon'tbathe said...

personally i think the cop could have let him dig himself a little deeper before springing the trap.
i think the stakeout was more about discouraging the behavior than the prosecution of the crime.
im guessing most everyone pleads guilty to the misdemeanor and takes their lumps if their family, friends and associates hear about it.