i was sitting at my computer today, at work, after the usual 40 minute commute – and my back was hurting. my arms were stiff. all this sitting… is not helping my life. and i felt uninspired, and tired. i felt like i was having a bit of a moment at that desk. so i had a cup of tea and just decided to stop being such a Debbie Downer.
Alan Reid is an artist based in NYC who works with colour pencils. reading up about him i discovered,
his representational images of heiresses, bored fashionistas and aquiline beauties that have been called provocatively light, with coloring as delicate as his women are elegant. The work invites reasoning, provocation and negotiation of absurdist scenarios involving majestic women in insipid situations.
Gisèle d’Ailly van Waterschoot van der Gracht is her full name – and only fitting for a 100 year old artist who grew up in an Austrian castle, studied at the Paris École des Beaux d’Arts (which was interrupted by the financial crisis in Europe in the thirties & the oncoming war), provided shelter for Jewish Germans in her canal house apartment in Amsterdam during WWII – where she still lives today, rebuilt and lived in a ruined monastery on the island of Paros in Greece with her husband… she sounds like a remarkable woman, and her beautiful eclectic art filled home (she actually owns the entire building now) is a perfect reflection of that. do yourself a favour and read the entire article at Freunde von Freunden. what a treat for a random Tuesday morning.
i wouldn’t mind being one of Ryan’s girls.
oh! i love this. paintings by designer & artist Michael Cina.
Val Britton makes immersive, collaged works on paper that draw on the language of maps.
The impetus for this body of work was my longing to connect to my father, a truck driver who drove eighteen-wheelers across the country; he died when I was a teenager. Based on road maps of the United States, routes my father often traveled, and an invented conglomeration, mutation, and fragmentation of those passageways, my works on paper help me piece together the past and make up the parts I cannot know.
i’ve been holding out on listening to the new Bon Iver album because i’ve been hearing so much about it online and fear a bit of a build up / let down situation. the same thing happens when i constantly hear about an amazing film, then usually end up only seeing it a year later when all the fuss has died down. i’m sure that the album is amazing and i have nothing to worry about… but, you know, it technically only drops on 21 june. sooo. let’s talk about it then shall we?