September 17, 2014
transistoradio:

Egon Schiele (1890-1918), Liegende Frau mit grünen Hausschuhen [Reclining Woman with Green Slippers],  (1917), gouache, watercolour, and black crayon on paper, 45.8 x 29.7 cm. Via Christie’s.

transistoradio:

Egon Schiele (1890-1918), Liegende Frau mit grünen Hausschuhen [Reclining Woman with Green Slippers], (1917), gouache, watercolour, and black crayon on paper, 45.8 x 29.7 cm. Via Christie’s.

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September 17, 2014
"I was mortified by the prospect of becoming hopelessly trapped in someone else’s story."

— ― Lionel Shriver, We Need to Talk About Kevin

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September 17, 2014
"be you. whoever that is. your purest truth. be a blinding anomaly."

— nayyirah waheed (via nayyirahwaheed)

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September 17, 2014
piece of my universe …………

piece of my universe …………

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September 17, 2014
hydeordie:

Marina Abramovic Nude with Skeleton

Ever since last week’s day long investigation of the female gaze on the male figure, I’ve been thinking about the female gaze upon the female figure, most specifically of the artist herself. I read a sentence from Blake Gopnik on a post the other day “In art schools, an ancient rule – maybe first promulgated by Her Worship Marina Abramovic – still seems to say that it’s not performance art until a girl takes her clothes off” that has been a broken record in my head for the past few days.  Now I don’t mean to throw Gopnik under the bus, this is a commonly held belief that, if I had the time or inclination, I could find repeated by any countless number of art writers. I guess the recent focus on the female gaze and it’s place in art and the depiction of sexuality and form. 
 
What am I trying to get at? I guess I want to defend female nudity in student art. I’m not an artist and I didn’t go to art school but I am a lady and I can imagine that it’s very freeing for an artist to finally be able to take ownership of her body in a way that society hasn’t let her before. In high school  you get the horrid combination of mass puberty, burgeoning sexual awakenings, dress codes, parents, friend’s parents, teachers and societal pressures of what a woman should be. Off the top of my head the professions that women can consistently earn higher salaries is modeling, porn, and dancing be it ballet or on a pole.  And even then, it’s usually not at the direction of the woman in question getting to direct how her body is to be portrayed, but more often than not how a man directs her on how he wants her to be seen. That is how, consciously or not, young women learn that they can gain credence and money (and to some extent notoriety) by using our bodies, not as an instrument of her own, but an instrument of someone else’s. As an artist, with the constant drive to express oneself and one’s art, I would find that severely limiting as that is not the extent of the human experience. It must be so freeing and liberating to be able to use one’s body to express something completely different and finally have autonomy and control over how your body is being viewed for the first time. To be in an environment where personal expression and boundary pushing is not only encouraged but expected, it’s interesting to me that, while obviously not all but enough to deem it “an ancient rule”, women decide to take ownership of their bodies and use it in their art to portray something that until then, they probably didn’t have the opportunity to. 
 
My point? I guess I wish that this wasn’t the case, not that women didn’t get naked, but that we didn’t judge them for it. If the art is bad, it’s bad with or without the artist getting naked, same if it’s good. I just wish that instead of having the knee-jerk reaction of “here we go again” our automatic response was “why is she using her body as a tool instead of paint or clay and how does that effect the art?” Or at the very least, seem like we were going in that direction, which unfortunately it doesn’t seem to me that we are. 
 
Side and separate but tangential note: It’s interesting to me that Cindy Sherman is one of the highest paid photographers and she takes self portraits. Curioso.

hydeordie:

Marina Abramovic Nude with Skeleton

Ever since last week’s day long investigation of the female gaze on the male figure, I’ve been thinking about the female gaze upon the female figure, most specifically of the artist herself. I read a sentence from Blake Gopnik on a post the other dayIn art schools, an ancient rule – maybe first promulgated by Her Worship Marina Abramovic – still seems to say that it’s not performance art until a girl takes her clothes off” that has been a broken record in my head for the past few days.  Now I don’t mean to throw Gopnik under the bus, this is a commonly held belief that, if I had the time or inclination, I could find repeated by any countless number of art writers. I guess the recent focus on the female gaze and it’s place in art and the depiction of sexuality and form.

 

What am I trying to get at? I guess I want to defend female nudity in student art. I’m not an artist and I didn’t go to art school but I am a lady and I can imagine that it’s very freeing for an artist to finally be able to take ownership of her body in a way that society hasn’t let her before. In high school  you get the horrid combination of mass puberty, burgeoning sexual awakenings, dress codes, parents, friend’s parents, teachers and societal pressures of what a woman should be. Off the top of my head the professions that women can consistently earn higher salaries is modeling, porn, and dancing be it ballet or on a pole.  And even then, it’s usually not at the direction of the woman in question getting to direct how her body is to be portrayed, but more often than not how a man directs her on how he wants her to be seen. That is how, consciously or not, young women learn that they can gain credence and money (and to some extent notoriety) by using our bodies, not as an instrument of her own, but an instrument of someone else’s. As an artist, with the constant drive to express oneself and one’s art, I would find that severely limiting as that is not the extent of the human experience. It must be so freeing and liberating to be able to use one’s body to express something completely different and finally have autonomy and control over how your body is being viewed for the first time. To be in an environment where personal expression and boundary pushing is not only encouraged but expected, it’s interesting to me that, while obviously not all but enough to deem it “an ancient rule”, women decide to take ownership of their bodies and use it in their art to portray something that until then, they probably didn’t have the opportunity to.

 

My point? I guess I wish that this wasn’t the case, not that women didn’t get naked, but that we didn’t judge them for it. If the art is bad, it’s bad with or without the artist getting naked, same if it’s good. I just wish that instead of having the knee-jerk reaction of “here we go again” our automatic response was “why is she using her body as a tool instead of paint or clay and how does that effect the art?” Or at the very least, seem like we were going in that direction, which unfortunately it doesn’t seem to me that we are.

 

Side and separate but tangential note: It’s interesting to me that Cindy Sherman is one of the highest paid photographers and she takes self portraits. Curioso.

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September 17, 2014
erikpdx:

Symmetry … Textured nude

erikpdx:

Symmetry … Textured nude

September 17, 2014

andreiguruianu:

When did the windows go dark for good? When did we get used to this luxury? It was January and the cupolas shone across Paris, across Moscow, across the waters of Berlin. Below among tables and wine we couldn’t differentiate between shadows. Each day grew longer but the clouds lingered on, joined and fell apart, and every animal that floated by looked a little more like us.

September 17, 2014
"The only way of knowing a person is to love them without hope."

— Walter Benjamin

September 17, 2014
grupaok:

Rotimi Fani-Kayode, Bronze Head, 1987

grupaok:

Rotimi Fani-Kayode, Bronze Head, 1987

September 17, 2014
rudygodinez:

Serge Pietri, Performance et installation, (2014)

rudygodinez:

Serge Pietri, Performance et installation, (2014)

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September 17, 2014
"If we wish to outline an architecture which conforms to the structure of our soul…, it would have to be conceived in the image of Labyrinth."

— ― Nietzsche Friedrich Wilhelm

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September 17, 2014
"Notre désir est sans remède."

— Montherlant (via laceremoniedesadieux)

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September 17, 2014

Martin Munkacsi (1896 – 1963)Girls Dancing in the Streets, Budapest, 1923

Martin Munkacsi (1896 – 1963)
Girls Dancing in the Streets, Budapest, 1923

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September 17, 2014
splattergut:

Aggie Bonfire

splattergut:

Aggie Bonfire

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September 17, 2014
"I’m neurotic, perverted, destructive, fiery, dangerous - lava, inflammable, unrestrained."

 Anaïs Nin (via virginwhoreofbabylon)

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