<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646</id><updated>2012-02-01T20:17:21.575-05:00</updated><category term='http://beta.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gif'/><title type='text'>Notes and Queries: Joao Ribas</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>129</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-823578332120492796</id><published>2012-02-01T20:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T20:17:21.582-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheyney Thompson at the MIT List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2HVFzKz1LNk/TynjlWfFxtI/AAAAAAAAAQE/PKGlP-q-Hoo/s1600/Cheyney+Artforum+Clipping.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2HVFzKz1LNk/TynjlWfFxtI/AAAAAAAAAQE/PKGlP-q-Hoo/s400/Cheyney+Artforum+Clipping.jpg" width="308" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-823578332120492796?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/823578332120492796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/823578332120492796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2012/02/cheyney-thompson-at-mit-list.html' title='Cheyney Thompson at the MIT List'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2HVFzKz1LNk/TynjlWfFxtI/AAAAAAAAAQE/PKGlP-q-Hoo/s72-c/Cheyney+Artforum+Clipping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-5784256253692415275</id><published>2012-01-23T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T13:13:29.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Otto Piene: Lichtballett</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8mb4bJxPjWE/Tx25PXNFtXI/AAAAAAAAAP8/AE4uCbvplh4/s1600/OttoPiene_Cover2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8mb4bJxPjWE/Tx25PXNFtXI/AAAAAAAAAP8/AE4uCbvplh4/s400/OttoPiene_Cover2.jpg" width="306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Otto Piene: Lichballett&lt;/i&gt;, the publication accompanying the recent exhibition at the MIT List Visual Arts Center, &lt;a href="http://listart.mit.edu/pubs2011-2015"&gt;is now available&lt;/a&gt;. A  leading figure in multimedia and technology-based art, Otto Piene was a  founder, with Heinz Mack, of the influential Düsseldorf-based Group  Zero in the late 1950s. This publication highlights the artist's ongoing  exploration of light as an artistic and communicative medium. Piene's &lt;i&gt;Lichtballett&lt;/i&gt; (light ballet) performances, first produced using hand-operated lights  directed through perforated stencils, became mechanized in the 1960s.  The artist's light sculptures consisted of motorized lamps, grids, and  discs producing a flow of projected light; these machines evolved into  kinetic sculptural environments of mechanized effects through the 1960s  and '70s. Featuring Piene's own writings on light as an artistic medium,  an essay by art historian Michelle Y. Kuo, and an interview with  exhibition curator João Ribas, &lt;i&gt;Otto Piene: Lichtballett&lt;/i&gt; documents the artist's pioneering investigation of art and technology. The monograph features a die-cut "light ballet" cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="smallGrayItalic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="smallGrayItalic"&gt;Here is a short clip of the exhibition:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="smallGrayItalic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="smallGrayItalic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b70cd39011fa5ca3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db70cd39011fa5ca3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330449590%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D78857E58A21462BACAAF8452A9D2CF380260ED64.2BC477DA469CBD3BC9C47AA425755BDC72AFE3DA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db70cd39011fa5ca3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQtGloArLzclmiYP9fgTgWNE7bfY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db70cd39011fa5ca3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330449590%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D78857E58A21462BACAAF8452A9D2CF380260ED64.2BC477DA469CBD3BC9C47AA425755BDC72AFE3DA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db70cd39011fa5ca3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQtGloArLzclmiYP9fgTgWNE7bfY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span class="smallGrayItalic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="smallGrayItalic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="smallGrayItalic"&gt;And a review of the show from the &lt;i&gt;Boston Globe&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Hands down the most beautiful room in Greater Boston right now is a gallery in the MIT List Visual Arts Center. The gallery is just a small, windowless room. It’s dark, too - or it would be if it were not for an astonishing and constantly changing arrangement of patterned light orchestrated by 83-year-old artist Otto Piene." &lt;a href="http://www.bostonglobe.com/arts/2011/11/20/otto-piene-light-ballet-dazzles-mit/ZuK6iw202qxEOmGgdhDv4N/story.html"&gt;(More)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="smallGrayItalic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="smallGrayItalic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="smallGrayItalic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="smallGrayItalic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-5784256253692415275?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5784256253692415275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5784256253692415275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2012/01/otto-piene-lichtballett.html' title='Otto Piene: Lichtballett'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8mb4bJxPjWE/Tx25PXNFtXI/AAAAAAAAAP8/AE4uCbvplh4/s72-c/OttoPiene_Cover2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-3732620189054543188</id><published>2012-01-09T17:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T17:22:13.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled (12th Istanbul Biennial) Catalog</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="211" src="http://www.e-flux.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/wpid-1296173506image_web1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black; display: inline ! important; float: none; font-family: helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 15px; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black; display: inline ! important; float: none; font-family: helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 15px; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;The catalog for t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black; display: inline ! important; float: none; font-family: helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 15px; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;he 12th Istanbul Biennial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black; display: inline ! important; float: none; font-family: helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 15px; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;, edited by Jens Hoffmann and Adriano Pedrosa with coordinating editor Pelin Derviş, includes my essay "The Fourth Critique," on the relationship between art and politics in contemporary art. The catalog is one of three publications that accompany the exhibition, and is published by the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black; display: inline ! important; float: none; font-family: helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 15px; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Istanbul Foundation for Culture and Arts and Yapı Kredi Publications&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black; display: inline ! important; float: none; font-family: helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 15px; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;. Along with an overview of the exhibition, it also features essays by Jessica Morgan, Julieta González, Chus Martinez, and Aykut Köksal, as well as a number of texts by Hoffmann and Pedrosa. Via &lt;a href="http://www.e-flux.com/announcements/istanbul-biennial-announces-the-availability-of-the-catalogue-for-the-12th-istanbul-biennial/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e-flux&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-3732620189054543188?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/3732620189054543188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/3732620189054543188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2012/01/untitled-12th-istanbul-biennial-catalog.html' title='Untitled (12th Istanbul Biennial) Catalog'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-8641487105362833793</id><published>2012-01-08T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T01:35:43.018-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On Giuseppe Sacchi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #67badf; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #67badf; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #67badf; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #67badf; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #67badf; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #67badf; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;div id="baslik" style="color: #67badf; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mariafusco.net/media/uploads/blocks/Victor-Man-cover-web_jpg_920x1840_q85.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Therefore. Because." border="0" height="324" src="http://mariafusco.net/media/uploads/blocks/Victor-Man-cover-web_jpg_920x1840_q85.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;'ve contributed a text on&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Giuseppe&amp;nbsp;Sacchi, a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;17th&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Century Italian painter,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;If Mind Were All There Was: Nine Themes on Giuseppe Sacchi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;artist book by&amp;nbsp;Victor Man, published by&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Kaleidoscope Press, Milan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The book is a collection of texts inspired by a piece of graffiti in Piero&amp;nbsp;della Francesca’s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Legend of the True Cross.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;A horse depicted in the cycle of frescos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;bears Sacchi's name on its forehead. Yet no evidence of his work or biography exists apart from a short entry in a 19th century dictionary of painters and engravers. The contributors to the book were invited to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;shape a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;possible (unauthorized) biography for Sacchi," and so "to reconsider the limits and possibilities of art writing."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Contributors include:&amp;nbsp;Maria Fusco,&amp;nbsp;Massimiliano Gioni,&amp;nbsp;Martin Herbert,&amp;nbsp;Francesco Manacorda,&amp;nbsp;Tom Morton,&amp;nbsp;Alessandro Rabottini,&amp;nbsp;João Ribas,&amp;nbsp;Torsten Slama and&amp;nbsp;Martin Vincent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;The book is available through MOTTO:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mottodistribution.com/site/?p=19155"&gt;If Mind Were All There Was: Nine Themes on Giuseppe Sacchi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kaleidoscope-press.com/books/victor-manif-mind-were-all-there-was-nine-themes-on-giuseppe-sacchi/" style="border-bottom-color: initial; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: black; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;ISBN 978 88 97185&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;09 3 - published by Kaleidoscope Press, Milan and Tramway, Glasgow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-8641487105362833793?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/8641487105362833793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/8641487105362833793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2011/10/on-giuseppe-sacchi.html' title='On Giuseppe Sacchi'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-497504469266921006</id><published>2011-10-10T21:16:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T21:35:36.311-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;tto Piene: Lichtballett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;MIT List Visual Arts Center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;October 21, 2011 - December 31, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;img id="exhibition-image" src="http://listart.mit.edu/files/electricrose1.jpg" alt="Otto Piene" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;MIT List &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Visual Arts Ce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;nter is ple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;ased to announce an exhibition of the light-based sculptural work of Otto Piene. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Otto Piene (b. 1928, Bad Laasphe, Germany) is a pioneering figure in multimedia and technology-based art. Known for his smoke and fire paintings and environmental “sky art,” Piene formed the influential Düsseldorf-based &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Group Zero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; with Heinz Mack in the late 1950s. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Zero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;included artists such as Piero Manzoni, Yves Klein, Jean Tinguely, and Lucio Fontana. Piene was the first fellow of the MIT Center for Advanced Visual Studies (CAVS) in 1968, succeeding its founder György Kepes as director until retiring in 1994.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Otto Piene: Lichtballett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; highlights the artist’s exploration of light as an artistic and communicative medium. First produced using hand-operated lamps directed through perforated stencils, Piene’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Lichtballett &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;(light ballet) performances of moving light became mechanized in the 1960s. The artist’s early light sculptures consisted of revolving lamps, grids, globes, and discs operated by electric switchboards, causing what he described as “the steady flow of unfurling and dimming, reappearing, and vanishing light.” These light machines evolved into kinetic sculptural environments of mechanized effects by the late 1960s. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Bringing together several of the artist's works from the 1960s and ‘70s with two new sculptures, the exhibition is synchronized into a choreographed installation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Electric Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; (1965) consists of a polished aluminum globe covered with neon light bulbs that emit light in four sequenced phases. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The piece was featured in Piene’s first solo exhibition in the United States, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Light Ballet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, at the Howard Wise Gallery in New York in 1965. An important work in the permanent collection of the MIT List Visual Arts Center, the piece has undergone significant restoration by Denkhaus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;GmbH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, Düsseldorf, and is now exhibited for the first time in over two decades.  The conservation process, overseen by the artist and the MIT List, included a complete rewiring of the piece, removal of surface damage and dents, and replacement of the light fixtures and bulbs to exact specifications. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The exhibition also showcases several other significant early works alongside new sculptures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The two interior lamps of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Light Ballet on Wheels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; (1965) continuously project light through a revolving disk. The sculpture &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Electric Anaconda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; (1965) is composed of seven black globes of decreasing diameter stacked in a column, the light climbing up until completely lit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Piene’s new works produced specifically for the exhibition, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Lichtballett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; (2011), a site-specific wall sculpture, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;One Cubic Meter of Light Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; (2010–11), continue his decades-long investigation of technology and light phenomena. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;An original score composed by the artist for his first light performances in the 1960s will accompany several special presentations of the light ballets throughout the duration of the exhibition. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Otto Piene: Lichtballett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; will also be accompanied by a series of film screenings that document Piene’s work and the history and performance of the light ballets through several decades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Otto Piene: Lichtballett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; is organized by João Ribas, Curator, MIT List Visual Arts Center.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-497504469266921006?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/497504469266921006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/497504469266921006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-tto-piene-lichtballett-mit-list.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-8822256989907941698</id><published>2011-09-03T08:00:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T22:08:23.552-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The Otolith Group: The Otolith Trilogy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;MIT List Visual Arts Center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;September 6th - September 22nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7bfFipmBM4I/TpOiuNRw0eI/AAAAAAAAAPc/bjo76TQWvIU/s1600/portrait.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7bfFipmBM4I/TpOiuNRw0eI/AAAAAAAAAPc/bjo76TQWvIU/s320/portrait.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662048071256691170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The MIT List Visual Arts Center is pleased to present The Otolith Group's&lt;i&gt; Otolith Trilogy,&lt;/i&gt; an interconnected series of films made between 2002 and 2009 that relate scenarios of a speculative future, projected from events in our recent past. Combining fictional narration with archival and documentary footage, the artists create a set of plausible predictive outcomes for the future, from life in the city of the future, to the 22nd Century, when the earth is no longer hospitable to life. The three films Otolith I, Otolith II, and Otolith III show the possible effects of our past and present actions on various aspects of human experience and knowledge, including biology, space travel, urbanism, architecture, economics, media, and culture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Helvetica; min-height: 13.0px"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://listart.mit.edu/files/lvac/otolith_I_2.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="239" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Otolith I&lt;/b&gt; (22:16 min.) is set in the 22nd Century, when the human race is no longer able to survive on Earth and is obliged to live in the microgravity conditions of the International Space Station. Dr. Usha Adebaran Sagar, the future descendant of Otolith Group member &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Anjalika Sagar, is an exo-anthropologist researching life on an earth that she can experience only through media archives. Otolith I imagines a mutant future that looks to the past to find the commonality between the post-war non-alignment movement in South Asia and the USSR, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;the 2003 protests against the invasion of Iraq. Otolith I began in November 2002 as a collaboration with artist Richard Couzins. It was completed in 2003 with the support of The Arts Catalyst and The Mir Consortium, which made it possible for the artists to film in a microgravity environment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Helvetica; min-height: 13.0px"&gt;&lt;img src="http://listart.mit.edu/files/lvac/otolith_II_2.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="172" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Otolith II&lt;/b&gt; (47:42 min.) is set in the near future and mixes fiction, archival material, and documentary footage &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;filmed in Mumbai and Chandigarh. The film explores the affective pressure exerted upon inhabitants residing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;within contrasting and competing versions of the city of tomorrow. Otolith II investigates the politics of futurity in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;which predictive models of the masterplan, the corporate scenario, and real estate speculation converge to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;extract labor, convert attention, and captu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;re potential for profit. Otolith II was commissioned in 2006 by the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Kunsten Festival Des Arts and ARGOS Centre for Art and Media in Brussels, Belgium, and Casco Projects in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Utrecht, Netherlands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Helvetica; min-height: 13.0px"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://listart.mit.edu/files/lvac/otolith_III_2.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="192" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Otolith III &lt;/b&gt;(48 min.) takes The Alien, the unrealized screenplay of the legendary Bengali director Satyajit Ray, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;as its point of departure. Written in 1967, The Alien would have been the first science fiction film to be set in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;contemporary India. Otolith III returns to 1967 to propose an alternative trajectory in which the fictional &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;protagonists of The Alien attempt to seize the means of production in order to create the conditions for their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;existence as images. Filmed in London, Otolith III is an experiment in temporal and geographical displacement &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;that The Otolith Group calls a premake, a remake of a film before the original. Otolith III was completed in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Helvetica; min-height: 13.0px"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The Otolith Group: The Otolith Trilogy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; is organized by Joao Ribas, Curator, MIT List Visual Arts Center.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Helvetica; min-height: 13.0px"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Support for the Otolith Group: The Otolith Trilogy has been provided by the Council for the Arts at MIT and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Massachusetts Cultural Council. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-8822256989907941698?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/8822256989907941698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/8822256989907941698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2011/08/otolith-gr-oup-otolith-trilogy.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7bfFipmBM4I/TpOiuNRw0eI/AAAAAAAAAPc/bjo76TQWvIU/s72-c/portrait.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-612935603433709536</id><published>2011-08-15T22:29:00.027-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T03:41:42.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;John Akomfrah's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Handsworth Songs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;(1986)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, on the 1985 civil disturbances in Birmingham, seems more relevant than ever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/L3jPGI3uIWQ?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.e1027.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Eileen Gray's iconic E.1027 house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; is being restored. Edwin Heathcote tells "one of the most extraordinary stories in modern architecture,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ft.com/cms/s/2/8250b5ee-b852-11e0-8d23-00144feabdc0.html#axzz1V9tyImVT"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt; in the FT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The house that was one of the most perfect products of the modern movement, the cryptically christened E1027, was designed by Eileen Gray, an Anglo-Irish designer, a woman in a man’s world who had been excluded by the artistic and avant-garde establishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Corbusier, the leader of that architectural avant-garde, was either in love with or incensed by the presence of this house and scrawled a series of sexually charged murals to Gray’s great chagrin. She was slightly consoled when the German soldiers who later occupied the villa used the abstracted figures for target practice. The house that had tormented him as he had tormented it was perhaps the last thing Le Corbusier ever saw – he drowned in the sea outside in 1965. For years it lay abandoned, one of the great houses of the modern era desecrated in one of the countries that most valued its modernist past – while Le Corbusier’s houses were lovingly turned into temples, museums of modernity." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ft.com/intl/cms/s/2/8250b5ee-b852-11e0-8d23-00144feabdc0.html#axzz1V9tyImVT"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;(Read more...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nybooks.com/articles/archives/2011/jul/14/manet-sudden-sensuous-dazzle/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Julian Bell's NYRB review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Manet: Inventeur du Moderne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"an exhibition full of heat and light and erotic animus," &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;recently on view at the Musée d’Orsay, displays the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;kind of acuity that makes for great writing about art. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Julian Barnes' brilliant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/artanddesign/2011/apr/16/edouard-manet-paintings-exhibition-julian-barnes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;review in the Guardian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; touches on just this issue in relation to looking at Manet's masterpieces--while exploring the curatorial approach of the exhibition in significant detail--"the risk being that we can no longer see, only take for granted." Interestingly, both also focus on Manet in reproduction:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"Outside Paris’s Musée d’Orsay, lines are currently shuffling under tall billboards that reproduce, some eight times life-size, L’Amazone by Édouard Manet. An amazone is a horsewoman, and by extension the tight-fitting black riding habit she would wear in the nineteenth century, matched by a black silk top hat. Thomas Couture, Manet’s teacher, noted how this “pretty costume…chastely delineates the forms of the upper body,” and Manet’s image dramatizes the tug of interests implied in his words.....Manet, you can make out, went at his subject with a brisk attack, springing from paint swipe to paint swipe--here jostling, there blending---as he moved in on that succulent fresh face...The momemtum of his excitement carried through as he switched brushes to bash a mess of blues and whites around the outline of her head and shoulders..."(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nybooks.com/articles/archives/2011/jul/14/manet-sudden-sensuous-dazzle/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bell, S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nybooks.com/articles/archives/2011/jul/14/manet-sudden-sensuous-dazzle/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;udden Sensuous Dazzle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nybooks.com/articles/archives/2011/jul/14/manet-sudden-sensuous-dazzle/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Much of Manet's achievement you can understand by reading the books and looking at the colour plates; much else is apparent only in front of the pictures themselves. "Manet black" reproduces fairly well; "Manet white" very poorly. Olympia, aside from its continuing erotic challenge, is also a Whistlerian "Symphony in Off-White" (subtle exchanges between flesh, coverlet, bedclothes, flowers and – the sharpest white of all – the paper in which the flowers are wrapped). In the portrait of Zola, a central patch of white blazes out: it comes, appropriately, from the pages of the book the novelist is reading. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/artanddesign/2011/apr/16/edouard-manet-paintings-exhibition-julian-barnesmore)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;(Julian Barnes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 29px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/artanddesign/2011/apr/16/edouard-manet-paintings-exhibition-julian-barnesmore)"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Edouard Manet: Symphony in off-white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Jimmie Durham performing at the Reykjavik Experiment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 18px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Marathon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 18px; font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NNvaRFan8wo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 28px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Feynman on philosophy, mathematics, and the "why question..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 28px; font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/E383eEA54DE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.formerwest.org/About"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;FORMER WEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; features an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.formerwest.org/ResearchInterviews/InterviewwithRabihMroue"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;interesting i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.formerwest.org/ResearchInterviews/InterviewwithRabihMroue"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;nterview with Beirut-based artist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.formerwest.org/ResearchInterviews/InterviewwithRabihMroue"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt; and playwright R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.formerwest.org/ResearchInterviews/InterviewwithRabihMroue"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;abih Mroué&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Mroué&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;'s exhibition &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;'The People are Demanding,' responding to the demonstrations in the Middle East, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iniva.org/press/2011/rabih_mroue"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;was recently on view in London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iniva.org/press/2011/rabih_mroue"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 20px; 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and Friedrich Kittler's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The City Is a Medium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://excerpter.wordpress.com/2010/03/24/david-greaeber-on-avantgardism-prophecy-and-so-called-immaterial-labor/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;David Greaeber on avantgardism, prophecy and so-called “immaterial labor”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Politics is that dimension of social life in which things really do become true if enough people believe them. The problem is that in order to play the game effectively, one can never acknowledge its essence. In this sense politics is very similar to magic, /…/ something that works because people believe that it works; but also, that only works because people do not believe it works only because people believe it works.&lt;br /&gt;/…/&lt;br /&gt;Yet the same bankers and traders who produce these complex financial instruments also like to surround themselves with artists, people who are always busy making things—a kind of imaginary proletariat assembled by finance capital, producing unique products out of for the most part very inexpensive materials, objects said financiers can baptize, consecrate, through money and thus turn into art, thus displaying its ability to transform the basest of materials into objects worth far, far more than gold. &lt;a href="http://excerpter.wordpress.com/2010/03/24/david-greaeber-on-avantgardism-prophecy-and-so-called-immaterial-labor/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;More&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://excerpter.wordpress.com/2006/10/02/friedrich-kittler-the-city-is-a-medium/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;Friedrich Kittler – The City Is a Medium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEDIA exist to process, record, and transmit numbers. A Greek city, probably Milet, provides us with two of our oldest forms of media: the coin and the vowel alphabet. &lt;sup&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt; Rome, in order to extend itself from a city into a state, adopted the most advanced form of oriental transmission media: the Achaemenidian postal system. &lt;sup&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thus our terms for media, if not directly, like “heart” or “brain of a circuit,” derived from the human body, stem nonetheless from the city. From the day Shannon applied George Booles’s circuit algebra to a coupling of telegraph relays, the elements which are logically the most simple, and which have no memory, have been known as gates or ports. Circuits, on the other hand, whose initial and final positions are not only a function of the gates and ports, but also of the circuit’s own prehistory, presuppose (no less municipal here) a built-in memory. When the World War II mathematician John von Neumann laid down the prin-ciples for sequential working-off or computation for almost all present-day computer “architectures,” he bestowed the fitting name “bus” on the parallel channels between hard drive, gate, and memory, and thus extended the Biedermeier tradition of metropolitan traffic. Von Neumann’s prophesy that only computers themselves would be capable of planning their own, more intelligent, next generation, because the complex knot of networks would surpass the planning ability of the engineers, has been fulfilled by computer programs called “routing”: network models, like Shannon’s mouse, which operate as if they were street plans (with all the aggravations of jaywalking and traffic jams). Entire cities made of silicon, silicon oxide, and gold wire have since arisen. Yet the living units or houses in these cities must be measured in terms of molecules whose total surface area, even after having been reproduced millions of times, barely fill a square millimeter. The technologic media miniaturize the city, while magnifying the entropy of megalopolis. Not only have the technological traffic modules of modernity, such as parking garages and airports, rendered obsolescent the age-old module “life-sized,” indeed, it seems to me that modulization itself has been rendered obsolescent. And graph theory is responsible. The more one thinks about a capital like Paris, wrote Valéry, the more one learns about oneself from the city. No system, however, is self-governing, neither the city nor the module. It is hence more urgent, in a grey field without reference points, to connect up networks without value systems, and to take leave of..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://excerpter.wordpress.com/2006/10/02/friedrich-kittler-the-city-is-a-medium/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(More)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;----&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h1  id="watch-headline-title" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Non-Newtonian Fluid on a Speaker Cone"&gt;Non-Newtonian Fluid on a  Speaker Cone   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1  id="watch-headline-title" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="Non-Newtonian Fluid on a Speaker Cone"&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="511"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3zoTKXXNQIU?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="https://www.youtube.com/v/3zoTKXXNQIU?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="300" width="511"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;More on "cymatics" (&lt;/span&gt;study of visible sound and vibration)&lt;a href="http://cymatica.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia" style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0in; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.1pt 0in;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times;font-size:18pt;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://excerpter.wordpress.com/2010/03/24/david-greaeber-on-avantgardism-prophecy-and-so-called-immaterial-labor/"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-702081807747229564?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/702081807747229564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/702081807747229564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2011/07/0-false-18-pt-18-pt-0-0-false-false.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-4614389351086305941</id><published>2011-05-18T20:53:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T22:20:06.525-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lrb.co.uk/contributors/donald-mackenzie"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Donald MacKenzie'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; "How to Make Money in Microseconds," published in the current issue of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;London Review of Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; is a fascinating look into the role of algorithm-based trading in markets---the use of “share trading computer programs” and their “millisecond” timescales---in the events of May 6, 2010, in which “a self-feeding downward spiral” caused by algorithms lead to Sotheby’s sale price jumping to $99,999.99:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.357em; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;hat goes on in stock markets appears quite different when viewed on different timescales. Look at a whole day’s trading, and market participants can usually tell you a plausible story about how the arrival of news has changed traders’ perceptions of the prospects for a company or the entire economy and pushed share prices up or down. Look at trading activity on a scale of milliseconds, however, and things seem quite different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="article-body"  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.357em; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;When two American financial economists, Joel Hasbrouck and Gideon Saar, did this a couple of years ago, they found strange periodicities and spasms. The most striking periodicity involves large peaks of activity separated by almost exactly 1000 milliseconds: they occur 10-30 milliseconds after the ‘tick’ of each second. The spasms, in contrast, seem to be governed not directly by clock time but by an event: the execution of a buy or sell order, the cancellation of an order, or the arrival of a new order. Average activity levels in the first millisecond after such an event are around 300 times higher than normal. There are lengthy periods – lengthy, that’s to say, on a scale measured in milliseconds – in which little or nothing happens, punctuated by spasms of thousands of orders for a corporation’s shares and cancellations of orders. These spasms seem to begin abruptly, last a minute or two, then end just as abruptly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.357em; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Little of this has to do directly with human action. None of us can react to an event in a millisecond: the fastest we can achieve is around 140 milliseconds, and that’s only for the simplest stimulus, a sudden sound. The periodicities and spasms found by Hasbrouck and Saar are the traces of an epochal shift. As recently as 20 years ago, the heart of most financial markets was a trading floor on which human beings did deals with each other face to face. The ‘open outcry’ trading pits at the Chicago Mercantile Exchange, for example, were often a mêlée of hundreds of sweating, shouting, gesticulating bodies. Now, the heart of many markets (at least in standard products such as shares) is an air-conditioned warehouse full of computers supervised by only a handful of maintenance staff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lrb.co.uk/v33/n10/donald-mackenzie/how-to-make-money-in-microseconds"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Hazem Kandil, a sociologist at UCLA, is interviewed in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newleftreview.org/?page=article&amp;amp;view=2884"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;New Left Review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; about the "revolt in Egypt"&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Two developments were responsible for making ordinary, apolitical Egyptians feel they could no longer carry on with their normal lives. The first was the dissolution of the social contract governing state–society relations since Nasser’s coup in the fifties. The contract involved a div0it exchange: the regime offered free education, employment in an expanding public sector, affordable healthcare, cheap housing and other forms of social protection, in return for obedience. You could have—or at any rate hope for—these benefits, so long as domestic or foreign policies were not questioned and political power was not contested. In other words, people understood that they were trading their political rights for social welfare. From the eighties onwards, this contract was eroded, but it was not until the new millennium that it was fully abrogated. By this time the regime felt that it had eliminated organized resistance so thoroughly that it no longer needed to pay the traditional social bribes to guarantee political acquiescence. Viewing a population that appeared utterly passive, fragmented and demoralized, the regime believed it was time for plunder, on a grand scale. In the ruling National Democratic Party (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="smallcaps" style="text-transform: uppercase; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;NDP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;), a faction clustered around the President’s son Gamal Mubarak increasingly took charge through a new body called the Policy Committee. It had two components. One consisted of corrupt, state-nurtured capitalists with monopoly control over profitable sectors of the economy. The other was composed of neo-liberal intellectuals, typically economists with links to international financial institutions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Parallel with this social change, and related to it, was an alteration in the forms of political repression by the regime. Back in the fifties and sixties, it was understood that you would suffer arrest or torture only if you were politically organized. The military took care of domestic repression, which was brutal but highly targeted. In the seventies and early eighties, this function was transferred from the army to the police. Repression now became more indiscriminate, but it was still carried out within a discernible structure and certain limits. Calling the shots were colonels or captains, people with names and ranks and faces, who bore some kind of responsibility for the decisions they took, and you still had to have some kind of political involvement—not necessarily organized, now, but saying something that crossed a red line or upset some official—to fall into their hands. By the nineties, however, the regime had become so confident it faced no challenges that it treated criticism in the press, or on satellite television or later the internet, as harmless banalities. This was also the attitude taken by the police: day-to-day repression of citizens was too mundane to be carried out by uniformed officers. Why would police officers waste their time and energy on intimidating a few students, cracking down on the occasional hot-headed labour organizer or molesting some female human-rights activists to keep them off the streets? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newleftreview.org/?page=article&amp;amp;view=2884"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Read on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Blake Gopnik weighs in on the newly unveiled portrait of Bill and Melinda Gates at The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.npg.si.edu/gates.html" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;National Portrait Gallery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;stating it's not "even close to significant art. It’s pretty much interchangeable with any of 10,000 other works of official portraiture"&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 15px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: auto; line-height: 18px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;No one could imagine this portrait, which is the gallery’s second nonpresidential commission, getting even a footnote in the art texts of the future. It couldn’t find a place even in the deepest vaults of the Museum of Modern Art or the National Gallery or any other serious art institution. If you didn’t recognize the celebrity sitters in Friedman’s painting, you wouldn’t spare it a glance. You’d expect to come across it in any corner suite on Wall Street or Capitol Hill—and to keep walking once you saw it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 15px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: auto; line-height: 18px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Friedman says he was paid $75,000 for his expenses and his months of work on the painting. Those are the fees of a fine craftsman, rather than a payment for an object that has real value of its own, out on the open market. Major artworks by major artists fetch far more than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 15px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: auto; line-height: 18px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But here’s the thing: I think Friedman got his Gates portrait absolutely right. It doesn’t need to be good art, because it isn’t functioning as art at all, any more than the picture on your driver’s license is. It was commissioned by a history museum in honor of its subject—“someone of national significance, someone our audience is interested in,” as curator Brandon Fortune explained—not by an art museum to honor its artist. Speaking after the painting’s unveiling, Friedman said “I’m determined that it exist as fine art,” but he’s wrong to want that. The purpose of pictures like this is to pick out people of note in our culture and hold them up to our notice. And that means that, almost like that photo on your license, once it has picked out its subject its job is almost done. It is a placeholder for its sitter’s virtues, and it can’t hold that place if its own virtues stand out too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thedailybeast.com/blogs-and-stories/2011-05-18/bill-and-melinda-gates-portrait-is-this-art/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Read on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Quine on philosophy's "concern with knowledge of the world.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1iZvycU3I9w" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The June issue of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scientificamerican.com/article.cfm?id=living-in-a-quantum-world"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scientificamerican.com/article.cfm?id=living-in-a-quantum-world"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Scientific American&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; features an article on observable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;quantum effects in a growing number of macroscopic systems:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Prelude, arial, sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#222222;"&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 25px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background- line-height: 24px; color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;According to standard physics textbooks, quantum mechanics is the theory of the microscopic world. It describes particles, atoms and molecules but gives way to ordinary classical physics on the macroscopic scales of pears, people and planets. Somewhere between molecules and pears lies a boundary where the strangeness of quantum behavior ends and the familiarity of classical physics begins. The impression that quantum mechanics is limited to the microworld permeates the public understanding of science. For instance, Columbia University physicist Brian Greene writes on the first page of his hugely successful (and otherwise excellent) book The Elegant Universe that quantum mechanics “provides a theoretical framework for understanding the universe on the smallest of scales.” Classical physics, which comprises any theory that is not quantum, including Albert Einstein’s theories of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scientificamerican.com/topic.cfm?id=relativity" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; text-decoration: underline; cursor: pointer; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;relativity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;, handles the largest of scales.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 25px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 25px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 25px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background- line-height: 24px; color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Yet this convenient partitioning of the world is a myth. Few modern physicists think that classical physics has equal status with quantum mechanics; it is but a useful approximation of a world that is quantum at all scales. Although quantum effects may be harder to see in the macroworld, the reason has nothing to do with size per se but with the way that quantum systems interact with one another. Until the past decade, experimentalists had not confirmed that quantum behavior persists on a macroscopic scale. Today, however, they routinely do. These effects are more pervasive than anyone ever suspected. They may operate in the cells of our body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Robin Mackay on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.urbanomic.com/index.php"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Urbanomic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.urbanomic.com/index.php"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; the UK-based publisher he founded; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.urbanomic.com/publications.php"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Collapse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;journal of philosophical research it publishes; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Speculative Realism, Florian Hecker and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Quentin Meillassoux;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; and photographer Liz Deschenes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bqhjFyLzOlI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 25px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 24px; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-4614389351086305941?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/4614389351086305941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/4614389351086305941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2011/05/donald-mackenzie-s-how-to-make-money-in.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1iZvycU3I9w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-5885218746505958350</id><published>2011-03-02T20:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T20:25:43.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stan VanDerBeek: The Culture Intercom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mit150.mit.edu/sites/default/files/feature/arts-vanderbeek.jpg" id="il_fi" height="290" width="580" style="padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 8px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div id="maininfo" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 2em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;h3 class="location" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px;  text-transform: uppercase;  letter-spacing: 0.15em; font-family:Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;MIT LIST VISUAL ARTS CENTER&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="location"   style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; 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margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px;  text-transform: uppercase;  letter-spacing: 0.15em; font-family:Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-style: normal; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Februa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-style: normal; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;ry 4, 2011 - April 3, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The MIT List Visual Arts Center and the Contemporary Arts Museum, Houston, present the first museum survey of the work of media art pioneer Stan VanDerBeek, exploring his investigation of art, technology, and communication. Surveying the artist’s remarkable body of work in collage, experimental film, performance, participatory and computer-generated art over several decades, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Stan VanDerBeek: The Culture Intercom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; highlights the artist’s pivotal contribution to today’s media-based artistic practices. The exhibition features a selection of early paintings and collages, a selection of his pioneering animations, recreations of immersive projection and ‘expanded cinema’ environments, documentation of site-specific and telecommunications projects, and material related to his performance and durational work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Stan VanDerBeek: The Culture Intercom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;is organized by Bill Arning, Director, Contemporary Arts Museum Houston, and João Ribas, Curator, MIT List Visual Arts Center, with special thanks to the Estate of Stan VanDerBeek and London-based independent scholar Mark Bartlett.  The exhibition has been made possible by the generous support of the ART MENTOR FOUNDATION LUCERNE and The National Endowment for the Arts, a Federal agency, along with the Council for the Arts at MIT, the Massachusetts Cultural Council, Martin E. Zimmerman, the Union Pacific Foundation, the patrons, benefactors, and donors to the Contemporary Arts Museum Houston's Major Exhibition Fund.  The accompanying catalogue has been made possible by a grant from The Brown Foundation, Inc. Media sponsor: Phoenix Media/Communications Group. &lt;a href="http://listart.mit.edu/node/660"&gt;(Read more)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-5885218746505958350?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5885218746505958350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5885218746505958350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2011/03/stan-vanderbeek-culture-intercom.html' title='Stan VanDerBeek: The Culture Intercom'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-673922881145038273</id><published>2011-02-10T20:54:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T21:08:47.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Frances Stark: This Could Become a Gimick [sic] or An Honest Articulation of the Workings of the Mind available from DAP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; letter-spacing: 1px; line-height: 50px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artbook.com/9780938437758.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Edited by João Ribas. Foreword by Jane Farver&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B6l9mHE2-Ps/TpOVQE4J6nI/AAAAAAAAAPE/BcCUVyH36Lc/s1600/artbook_2180_711416165.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;h3 class="catcopy"   style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 15px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 6px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px;  font-weight: normal;  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.8; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 1px; font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal;  "&gt;&lt;h3 class="catcopy"  style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 15px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 6px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.8; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 1px; font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal; font-size:small;"&gt;Los Angeles-based artist and writer Frances Stark (born 1967) addresses the doubts and anxieties of creative labor, in self-portraits that she elaborates into cross-disciplinary explorations of language as both subject matter and material. 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margin-right: 15px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 6px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 1.8; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 1px; font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal; font-size:small;"&gt;Interlinked works, often hand-drawn, or hand-inscribed, are executed with a formal vulnerability and fluency of composition that affirms the observation posed in this volume's title. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Published on the occasion of an exhibition at the MIT List Visual Arts Center, this anthology offers a selection of the Los Angeles-based artist's writings from 1997 to 2010, including important out-of-print and hard-to-find texts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-673922881145038273?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/673922881145038273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/673922881145038273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2011/02/frances-stark-this-could-become-gimick.html' title='Frances Stark: This Could Become a Gimick [sic] or An Honest Articulation of the Workings of the Mind available from DAP'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-czDnbaa9yRo/TpOWRmmS6-I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/4QIXFRAOqDc/s72-c/artbook_2180_711416165.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-5673654234214612856</id><published>2011-01-19T16:19:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T21:53:06.962-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Manon de Boer: Between Perception and Sensation opens at the Contemporary Art Museum, St. Louis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="wide_column"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div id="bottom_copy"&gt;&lt;div class="copy_column"&gt;&lt;div class="wysiwyg main_wysiwyg pad_right"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 624px; height: 465px;" src="http://www.bonnierskonsthall.se/upload/Projektioner/Attica_view.jpg" id="lightbox-image" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  font-weight: normal; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Manon de Boer: Between Perception and Sensation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-weight: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Contemporary Art Museum, St. Louis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;January 21 – May 1, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For  her first major  exhibition in the United States, the acclaimed Dutch,  Brussels-based  artist Manon de Boer asks us to listen as we look in  uniquely crafted  films that are defined by sound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;For over a decade, she has made  a series of cinematic  portraits, depicting friends, writers, dancers,  composers, and  musicians to explore questions of time and memory.  Meanwhile, she  examines how musical structures can transform what we  experience. With a  focus on performance—and the ways that sound can give  a film its form—  CAM spotlights De Boer’s expansive and grounding  experimentations with  sound, image, and the fundamental experiences of  film. For &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Presto,  Perfect Sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; (2006), De Boer shot six takes  of a violin  performance, out of which she cut and then reconstructed the  optimal  sound composites to produce a “perfect performance,” despite  the visual  glitches we see before us. In&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Two Times 4’33”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  (2008), her  camera fixes on the feeling of silence, on film and in the  body, as it  reverberates through the audience and extends to us off  screen. A third  film, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Dissonant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; (2010), reveals the rupture  between what we  see and hear, and as the screen goes black, the viewer  trades vision  for the pure aural experience of a dancer’s moving feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;In an ambitious installation conceived especially for CAM’s   galleries, De Boer presents four key works that address her attention to   the structures of music, orchestrating her films so that each portrait   amplifies the connection between image and sound, performer and   audience—asking us to revisit the process of looking and listening   through the artist’s singular interrogation of cinema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Manon  de Boer: Between Perception and Sensation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; is  curated by  Laura  Fried, Associate Curator, and João Ribas, Curator at  the MIT List   Visual Arts Center, Cambridge. The exhibition is  organized by CAM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Image: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Manon de Boer, Attica, 2008. 16 mm black and white film with mono sound, 10 minutes. Courtesy of Jan Mot, Brussels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-weight: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-5673654234214612856?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5673654234214612856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5673654234214612856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2011/01/manon-de-boer-between-perception-and.html' title='Manon de Boer: Between Perception and Sensation opens at the Contemporary Art Museum, St. Louis'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-3523425202202047316</id><published>2011-01-04T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T20:10:23.639-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Frances Stark in Art in America/Boston Globe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; color: rgb(116, 114, 100); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Frances Stark: This could become a gimick [sic] or an honest articulation of the workings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;of the mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt; on view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; last year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;at the MIT List Visual Arts Center, is the subject of a feature &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artinamericamagazine.com/features/frances-stark/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;by Nancy Princenthal in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Art in America&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;, and reviewed by Sebastian Smee in the Boston Globe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 114, 100); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.artinamericamagazine.com/image/logo.gif" alt="Art in America" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(116, 114, 100); "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;The Internet Age is widely understood as the apogee of image culture, but the medium in which we swim, buoyed by waves of chat, posts and tweets, seems increasingly to be the written word. Or so it appears in the company of Frances Stark. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Like more than a few artists of her generation, Stark (born 1967 in Newport Beach) often incorporates writing in her work, which was surveyed recently at the MIT List Visual Arts Center in Cambridge. She has also published her texts independently in various magazines, catalogues and freestanding books, and has penned the odd exhibition review. A cross between fluidly interdisciplinary commentary and wry interior monologue, Stark’s prose showed up at the List Center not only as content in her drawings and collages but also in the works’ titles; in wall labels, which were generally restricted to the usual identifying information but sometimes digressed rather freely; and, most prominently, in the exhibition catalogue, which is not a conventional document (there are no illustrations) but an anthology of her essays, graced very occasionally with exceedingly terse marginal notations by the survey’s curator, João Ribas. Stark’s relish for marginalia is confirmed by the title of both book and exhibition, &lt;em style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal; "&gt;This could become a gimick [sic] or an honest articulation of the workings &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal; "&gt;of the mind&lt;/em&gt;, which derives from a comment written in the margin of a used copy of Alain Robbe-Grillet’s 1955 novel &lt;em style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal; "&gt;The Voyeur&lt;/em&gt;. Stark transcribed the annotated page of this lucky find into a drawing in 1995. (&lt;a href="http://www.artinamericamagazine.com/features/frances-stark/"&gt;Read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 114, 100); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cache.boston.com/resize/bonzai-fba/Globe_Photo/2010/12/03/1291395818_6300/300h.jpg" title="Frances Stark's 'Why should you not be able to assemble yourself and write.'" height="300" width="160" alt="Frances Stark's 'Why should you not be able to assemble yourself and write.'" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Helvetica, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#747264;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Helvetica, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#747264;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://cache.boston.com/bonzai-fba/File-Based_Image_Resource/from_provider_globe.gif" alt="The Boston Globe" title="The Boston Globe" height="20" width="105" border="0" class="providerlogo" align="right" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;h1 style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 30px; line-height: 23px; font: normal normal bold 22px/normal arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;An artist who labels herself&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h2 style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 24px; line-height: 17px; font-weight: bold; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Frances Stark puts words to work, with wit&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Helvetica, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#747264;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;div class="firstGraph" style="display: block; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;Frances Stark is obsessed with something akin to the problem we all face every time we set about achieving anything: How to filter out distractions, white noise, and the marginalia of the mind. How to make thoughts cohere.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently enjoying her first US museum survey at MIT’s List Visual Arts Center, Stark is also obsessed — and here is where she differs from most of us — with how to make art.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="articlePluckHidden" style="display: block; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;Apparently, it’s not easy. Or else it’s almost ridiculously easy. Part of the fun of Stark’s work is that she alternates between confounding and confirming our expectations of how much work is involved in producing a “work’’ of art. &lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/ae/theater_arts/articles/2010/12/05/frances_starks_show_at_mits_list_center_is_full_of_wit_words_and_the_dilemmas_of_making_art/"&gt;(Read More)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-3523425202202047316?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/3523425202202047316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/3523425202202047316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2011/01/frances-stark-in-art-in-americaboston.html' title='Frances Stark in Art in America/Boston Globe'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-5154049829624544250</id><published>2010-11-17T14:09:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T17:26:04.934-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fax in Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Sr1BAMka22I/AAAAAAAAANY/MFmyMR5UfNo/s1600-h/artbook_2069_157053303.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Sr1BAMka22I/AAAAAAAAANY/MFmyMR5UfNo/s320/artbook_2069_157053303.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385532201034767202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAX&lt;/span&gt;, an exhibition I  organized at The Drawing Center last year, has been touring in collaboration with iCI, and &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newgalerie.com/"&gt;is currently on view at New Galerie in Paris,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; until January 8th. The latest version there adds new work by Raphael Zarka, Annette Messager, and Claude Leveque, among others, to the original list of nearly 100 artists, designers, writers, architects, and scientists.  The catalog,  &lt;a href="http://www.artbook.com/9780942324389.html"&gt;distributed by DAP&lt;/a&gt;,   is also available &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fax-Joao-Ribas/dp/0942324382/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1253917233&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;through  Amazon&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-5154049829624544250?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5154049829624544250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5154049829624544250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2010/11/fax-exhibition-i-organized-at-drawing.html' title='Fax in Paris'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Sr1BAMka22I/AAAAAAAAANY/MFmyMR5UfNo/s72-c/artbook_2069_157053303.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-9003481103580900591</id><published>2010-10-27T09:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T09:29:57.454-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Emily Wardill in Frieze</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/TMgpCkAIf-I/AAAAAAAAAOo/US4Pi-DF5bA/s1600/04EmiyWardillshoes_lo_res_450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/TMgpCkAIf-I/AAAAAAAAAOo/US4Pi-DF5bA/s320/04EmiyWardillshoes_lo_res_450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532717266225364962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer Higgie on the work of Emily Wardill, whose exhibition is currently on view at the &lt;a href="http://listart.mit.edu/node/651"&gt;MIT List Visual Arts Center:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ambition of Wardill’s work is exhilarating; it is so chock-full of  startlingly inventive scenes and arcane references that trying to  understand them on first viewing is akin to a skydiver trying to grasp  the history of the world between leaping from the plane and landing.&lt;a href="http://www.frieze.com/issue/article/chaos-theory/"&gt; (More...)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-9003481103580900591?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/9003481103580900591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/9003481103580900591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2010/10/emily-wardill-in-frieze.html' title='Emily Wardill in Frieze'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/TMgpCkAIf-I/AAAAAAAAAOo/US4Pi-DF5bA/s72-c/04EmiyWardillshoes_lo_res_450.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-29347430230141072</id><published>2010-10-13T22:45:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T23:52:26.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: left; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MIT LIST VISUAL ARTS CENTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: left; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: left; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;October 21, 2010 - January 4, 2011&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: left; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: left; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Opening Reception:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: left; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;October 21st, 6-8pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: left; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://listart.mit.edu/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: left; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: left; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://listart.mit.edu/files/home_page/starktile2.jpg" alt="" title="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Frances Stark: This could become a gimick [sic] or an honest articulation of the workings of the mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The MIT List Visual Arts Center is pleased to announce &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Frances Stark: This could become a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-style: normal; font-family:Verdana, serif;font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;gimick [sic] or an honest articulation of the workings of the mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, the first U.S. museum survey of the work of Los Angeles artist and writer, Frances Sta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;rk (b. 1967, Newport Beach, California). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For over two decades, Frances Stark (b. 1967, Newport Beach, California) has laid bare the creative act in all its tedium and enchantment. With distinctive wit and candor, her expressly personal language reflects an interest in the relationship between art, literature, and everyday life. While describing an attempt to render the poetic from the mundane, Stark's work also reflects a poignant search for the "kind of 'liberation' I-as a woman, artist, teacher, mother, ex-wife-am really after."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Support for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Frances Stark: This could become a gimick [sic]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; or an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;honest articulation of the workings of the mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; has been generously provided by The Andy Warhol Foundation for the Visual Arts, the Barbara Lee Family Foundation, David Teiger, the Council for the Arts at MIT, and the Massachusetts Cultural Council.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: left; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img class="rg_hi" id="rg_hi" width="258" height="196" style="width:258px;height:196px" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcT7dDEbHWzFxsR-qVF4dvLeRxDR5u1vImA8HVyLhFBjHSKVXhA&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__a59KnXYjGfREW5Fz-Zg5fr8afBw=" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Emily Wardill: Game Keepers Without Game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e MIT List Visual Arts Center is pleased to announce &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Emily Wardill: Game Keepers without Game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, the first U.S. museum presentation of the work of British artist Emily Wardill.  The exhibition will consist of Wardill’s recent feature length film &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Game Keepers Without Game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (2009), as well as screenings of two of the artist’s 16mm films, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (2007) and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sick Serena and Dregs and Wreck and Wreck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (2007). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gamekeepers without Game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (2009) is British artist Emily Wardill's (b. 1977, Rugby, UK) re-imagining of the 17th-century play &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Life Is a Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;La Vida es Sueño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 1635) by Pedro Calderón de la Barca. Wardill's short films screened as part of the exhibition combine theatre, metaphor, and cinematic melodrama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Support for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Emily Wardill: Game Keepers Without Game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; has been generously provided by David Teiger, the Council for the Arts at MIT, and the Massachusetts Cultural Council.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img class="rg_hi" id="rg_hi" width="258" height="196" style="width:258px;height:196px" src="data:image/jpg;base64,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" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Melvin Moti: The Prisoner's Cinema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The MIT List Visual Arts Center is pleased to announce &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Melvin Moti: The Prisoner’s Cinema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, the first U.S. museum exhibition of the work of Dutch artist Melvin Moti. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The work of Melvin Moti (b. 1977, Rotterdam, Netherlands) gives form to incidents, events, and subjects displaced from historical narratives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Prisoner's Cinema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (2008) is a 35mm film based on reports of hallucinations resulting from periods of prolonged visual deprivation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Verdana;  min-height: 13.0pxcolor:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Verdana; color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Support for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Melvin Moti: The Prisoner’s Cinema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; has been generously provided by the Mondriaan Foundation, The Netherlands Cultural Services, David Teiger, the Council for the Arts at MIT, and the Massachusetts Cultural Council&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Verdana; color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Verdana; color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p color="#ffffff" style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Verdana; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 3px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;rances Stark: This could become a gimick [sic] or an honest articulation of the workings of the mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Emily Wardill: Game Keepers Without Game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Melvin  Moti:The Prisoner's Cinema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; are organized by João Ribas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-29347430230141072?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/29347430230141072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/29347430230141072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2010/10/mit-list-visual-arts-center-october-21.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-4042934816279693433</id><published>2010-09-01T12:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T13:43:35.182-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Frances Stark in Artforum/Emily Wardill in Frieze</title><content type='html'>The upcoming survey of the work of Los Angeles-based artist and author Frances Stark that I am curating at the MIT List Visual Arts Center &lt;a href="http://artforum.com/inprint/"&gt;is previewed in &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://artforum.com/inprint/"&gt;Artforum this month.&lt;/a&gt; The exhibition will be accompanied by an edited publication of the artist's writings, spanning from 1997-2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://artforum.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.e-flux.com/show_images/1282943304image_web.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The current issue of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frieze&lt;/span&gt; includes a great feature by Jennifer Higgie on British artist Emily Wardill; the cover features a still from her film &lt;em&gt;Sick Serena&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and Dregs and Wreck and Wreck&lt;/span&gt; (2007) which will be part of an exhibition of her work that opens at the &lt;a href="http://listart.mit.edu/node/651"&gt;MIT List in October&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.frieze.com/magazine" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.e-flux.com/show_images/1282676924image_web.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-4042934816279693433?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/4042934816279693433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/4042934816279693433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2010/09/frances-stark-in-artforumemily-wardill.html' title='Frances Stark in Artforum/Emily Wardill in Frieze'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-7187610109460245829</id><published>2010-08-04T14:14:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T18:24:32.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Art:21 Interview etc..</title><content type='html'>I was &lt;a href="http://blog.art21.org/2010/08/04/contemporary-knowledge-interview-with-joao-ribas/"&gt;recently interviewed for the Art:21 blog,&lt;/a&gt; on among other things, the notion of curatorial practice and the "contemporary."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.gulbenkian.pt/"&gt;Calouste Gulbenkian Foundation&lt;/a&gt; has &lt;a href="http://cam.gulbenkian.pt/index.php?headline=16&amp;amp;visual=2&amp;amp;langId=1"&gt;published a monograph on Portuguese artist Ana Vieira&lt;/a&gt;, to which I contributed an essay on the "architecture of the self." The catalog is published on the occasion of the forthcoming exhibition, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ana Vieira: Muros de Abrigo&lt;/span&gt;, currently at the Museu Carlos Machado and travelling to the Gulbenkian Foundation in January, 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://147.123.148.222/interno.php?pagina=rivista_det&amp;amp;id_riv_let=69&amp;amp;title=JULY-AUGUST-SEPTEMBER-2010"&gt;current issue of Flash Art&lt;/a&gt; features a piece on Eva Hesse co-authored with Laura Fried, Associate Curator at the &lt;a href="http://www.contemporarystl.org/"&gt;Contemporary Art Museum, St. Louis&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;From Philipp Oehmke's &lt;a href="http://www.spiegel.de/international/zeitgeist/0,1518,705164,00.html"&gt;profile of Slavoj Zizek in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Der Spiegel&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Zizek, Badiou and Negri have known each other for years. Sometimes they work together, but each of them is more apt to take note of what the others are doing, what they are saying or what they are writing about, even if they have more than likely not read the others' books. Negri is not aloof enough and too much of a class warrior for Zizek and Badiou. Badiou is too rarefied for Negri, and Zizek publishes so many books that even he probably doesn't have time to read them all."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-7187610109460245829?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/7187610109460245829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/7187610109460245829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2010/08/art21-interview-etc.html' title='Art:21 Interview etc..'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-652684855066567929</id><published>2010-05-27T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T13:51:07.567-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/S_6wG3iXcaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/nPh9GBydlGc/s1600/digitalizar0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/S_6wG3iXcaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/nPh9GBydlGc/s320/digitalizar0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476007828962898338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lusitania: From oceanography to beyond form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://editoralicorne.blogspot.com/"&gt;Editora Licorne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, Lisboa, April 2010, 112 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contributions by:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen S. Weiss&lt;br /&gt;Ana Luisa Barão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Catherine Liu&lt;/div&gt;Filipe Rocha da Silva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;João Ribas&lt;/div&gt;Martim Avillez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michael Taussig&lt;/div&gt;Saul Ostrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-652684855066567929?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/652684855066567929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/652684855066567929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2010/05/lusitania-from-oceanography-to-beyond.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/S_6wG3iXcaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/nPh9GBydlGc/s72-c/digitalizar0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-3753284082868459647</id><published>2010-04-21T17:06:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T01:06:19.382-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent writing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.dalkeyarchive.com/Resources/titles/15647100578700/Images/15647100578700L.gif" style="opacity: 1;" id="lbImage" height="475" width="317" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The current issue of the &lt;i&gt;Review of Contemporary Fiction &lt;/i&gt;includes my review of the new Archipelago edition of Heinrich von Kleist's &lt;em&gt;Selected Prose.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artbook.com/9783037640340.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everywhere and All at Once: An Anthology of Writings About Performa 07&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is the second in a series of publications related to the Performa biennials. The book features documentation, and a short text, related to my curated project for the biennial with artist Ryan Gander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 347px; height: 473px;" class="alignnone size-large wp-image-6967" title="ABSOLUTE FINAL PERFORMAcover" src="http://performa-arts.org/blog/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/ABSOLUTE-FINAL-PERFORMAcover.jpg" alt="ABSOLUTE FINAL PERFORMAcover" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://147.123.148.222/interno.php?pagina=rivista_det&amp;amp;id_riv_let=66&amp;amp;title=MARCH-APRIL-2010"&gt;current issue of Flash Art&lt;/a&gt; features an interview with artist &lt;a href="http://www.drawingcenter.org/exh_past.cfm?exh=459"&gt;Sterling Ruby&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drawingcenter.org/exh_past.cfm?exh=459"&gt;. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://147.123.148.222/interno.php?pagina=rivista_det&amp;amp;id_riv_let=66&amp;amp;title=MARCH-APRIL-2010"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 447px; height: 214px;" alt="http://www.art-agenda.com/show_images/1267467757image_show.jpg" src="http://www.art-agenda.com/show_images/1267467757image_show.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-3753284082868459647?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/3753284082868459647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/3753284082868459647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2010/04/recent-writing.html' title='Recent writing...'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-8724073485948325018</id><published>2010-03-29T09:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T09:36:09.867-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/S7CsclTlByI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/B_TeOfIMwOs/s1600/ART+IN+EASTERN+EUROPE..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 399px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/S7CsclTlByI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/B_TeOfIMwOs/s320/ART+IN+EASTERN+EUROPE..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454048755796215586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-8724073485948325018?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/8724073485948325018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/8724073485948325018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/S7CsclTlByI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/B_TeOfIMwOs/s72-c/ART+IN+EASTERN+EUROPE..jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-6320837057805827355</id><published>2009-12-18T08:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T10:52:37.152-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ree Morton in Best of 2009 Artforum issue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ree Morton: At the Still Point of the Turning World&lt;/span&gt; closes today at The Drawing Center.&lt;br /&gt;The exhibition is a&lt;a href="http://artforum.com/inprint/id=24239&amp;amp;pagenum=2"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Best of 2009&lt;/span&gt; pick in the current issue of Artforum, &lt;/a&gt;and reviewed in the same issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www.drawingcenter.org/images/artwork/storefront/MORTON_Cover_main.jpg" src="http://www.drawingcenter.org/images/artwork/storefront/MORTON_Cover_main.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-6320837057805827355?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/6320837057805827355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/6320837057805827355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2009/12/ree-morton-in-best-of-2009-artforum.html' title='Ree Morton in Best of 2009 Artforum issue'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-8959554663221456421</id><published>2009-12-17T09:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T09:51:21.464-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unica Zurn wins AICA Exhibition of the Year Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.drawingcenter.org/images/artwork/sigimg/Zurn_MAIN.jpg" alt="Unica Zürn: Dark Spring" title="Unica Zürn: Dark Spring" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.drawingcenter.org/exh_past.cfm?exh=556"&gt;Unica Zurn exhibition I curated at The Drawing Center&lt;/a&gt; earlier this year has won an AICA award &lt;a href="http://artforum.com/news/#news24422"&gt;for &lt;b&gt;Best Show by a Non-Profit Gallery or Space.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-8959554663221456421?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/8959554663221456421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/8959554663221456421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2009/12/unica-zurn-wins-aica-exhibition-of-year.html' title='Unica Zurn wins AICA Exhibition of the Year Award'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-5154715278120402089</id><published>2009-12-15T08:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T12:30:56.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ree Morton: At Still Point of the Turning World reviewed in Art in America</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="image_4229" src="http://www.artinamericamagazine.com/files/2009/12/03/img-ree-morton_14244657436.jpg_standalone.jpg" alt="" height="268" width="360" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now that so much art looks like Ree Morton’s, it’s hard to imagine just how radical her work appeared in the ’70s. In her brief career (she got her BFA in 1968 at 32, and died in a car accident at 41) and without even seeming to try, Morton turned everything upside down. Although she was surely reacting to the male-dominated, pared-down, intellectually based art prevalent at the time and therefore can certainly be considered a feminist, Morton did not take a political stance as much as simply use art to make sense of her life as a woman. In doing so, she introduced feminine values (she once designed a series of nautical signal flags representing her friends, many of them women, and flew them from a schooner in New York Harbor), oblique personal narrative and droll aphorisms that could be seen as precursors to those of Jenny Holzer and the Guerrilla Girls."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artinamericamagazine.com/reviews/ree-morton/"&gt;Read more.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-5154715278120402089?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5154715278120402089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5154715278120402089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2009/12/ree-morton-at-still-point-of-turning.html' title='Ree Morton: At Still Point of the Turning World reviewed in Art in America'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-4719596503749789757</id><published>2009-12-11T08:00:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T16:41:15.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Man in the Holocene</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm frequently asked to talk about what project(s) I've always wanted to do, or have been working on, which I seem to hesitate to do (it seems a bit indulgent)....this came up in the Q&amp;amp;A after a recent talk, and as per some follow up emails, where's what I should have said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been researching an exhibition I'd like to curate about contemporary art and metaphysics for over a year now, currently titled &lt;i&gt;Man in the Holocene&lt;/i&gt;, after the Max Frisch novel...it seems to me that contemporary art is taking over the &lt;img style="" src="http://media.timeoutnewyork.com/resizeImage/htdocs/export_images/692/692.books.web.frisch.jpg?" /&gt;place of metaphysics in human understanding. If metaphysics was cast out of natural philosophy, out of scientific rationality, modernity and philosophy (think Heidegger/Derrida) have its concerns crept up in contemporary art now? Is aesthetic knowledge the place of the qualitative in a world of quantitative reasoning and mediated 'information'? Metaphysical concerns seem to unite so much of current contemporary art, and provide the ground for a lot of current discussions around ideas of sincerity, enchantment, curiosity, experience, presence, and 'alchemy'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-4719596503749789757?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/4719596503749789757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/4719596503749789757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2009/12/man-in-holocene.html' title='Man in the Holocene'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-6042873130111763855</id><published>2009-11-30T08:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T10:53:45.337-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ree Morton: At Still Point of the Turning World reviewed in Time Out</title><content type='html'>From this week's Time Out NY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This exhibition, which comprises both drawing and sculpture, traces Morton’s rapid progression from Process-oriented art to work that infused the formal and conceptual language of Postminimalism with more unruly elements of personal narrative, theater, ritual and decoration.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUzEjMnW-qY/SrPU_71Ae8I/AAAAAAAABkE/e-aSYxfHrbg/s1600/ree.jpg" alt="[ree.jpg]" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div id="TixyyLink" style="border: medium none ; overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyork.timeout.com/articles/art/80640/ree-morton-at-the-still-point-of-the-turning-world-at-the-drawing-center-art-review#ixzz0YMHu2Dgc"&gt;Read more&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-6042873130111763855?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/6042873130111763855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/6042873130111763855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2009/11/ree-morton-at-still-point-to-turning.html' title='Ree Morton: At Still Point of the Turning World reviewed in Time Out'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUzEjMnW-qY/SrPU_71Ae8I/AAAAAAAABkE/e-aSYxfHrbg/s72-c/ree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-7912268608583180699</id><published>2009-11-12T08:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T15:54:36.327-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ree Morton: At the Still Point of the Turning World Reviewed in Frieze</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Svx1_VJosqI/AAAAAAAAANg/s2kd1PvfPsM/s1600-h/FriezeMorton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Svx1_VJosqI/AAAAAAAAANg/s2kd1PvfPsM/s320/FriezeMorton.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403323383807521442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-7912268608583180699?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/7912268608583180699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/7912268608583180699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2009/11/ree-morton-at-still-point-of-turning.html' title='Ree Morton: At the Still Point of the Turning World Reviewed in Frieze'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Svx1_VJosqI/AAAAAAAAANg/s2kd1PvfPsM/s72-c/FriezeMorton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-2194472648964050481</id><published>2009-11-06T08:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T10:06:21.827-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;Thomas Bernhard interview&lt;a href="http://www.signandsight.com/features/1090.html"&gt; from late 1986, via Sign and Sight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.signandsight.com/cdata/artikel/1090/23.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-2194472648964050481?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/2194472648964050481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/2194472648964050481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2009/11/thomas-bernhard-interview-from-late.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-8082269631883354874</id><published>2009-11-05T08:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T09:32:59.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-8082269631883354874?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/8082269631883354874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/8082269631883354874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2009/11/httpen.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-1575810340796287377</id><published>2009-10-13T23:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T00:28:32.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ree Morton in The New Yorker</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ree Morton: At the Still Point of the Turning World, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;currently on view at The Drawing Center,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is reviewed in Peter Schjeldahl's &lt;a href="http://www.newyorker.com/arts/critics/notebook/2009/10/19/091019gonb_GOAT_notebook_schjeldahl"&gt;Critic's Notebook this week.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-1575810340796287377?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/1575810340796287377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/1575810340796287377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2009/10/ree-morton-in-new-yorker.html' title='Ree Morton in The New Yorker'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-469941034413594432</id><published>2009-10-06T23:08:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T22:12:57.474-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Writing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:gray;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:gray;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:gray;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://drawingcenter.org/images/artwork/storefront/MORTON_Cover_main.jpg" alt="Ree Morton: At the Still Point of the Turning World" class="imageoutline" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The accompanying catalog to &lt;a href="http://drawingcenter.org/exh_current.cfm"&gt;my exhibition of the drawing-based work of Ree Morton&lt;/a&gt; (1936-1977), currently on view at The Drawing Center, features a conversation with Cornelia H. Butler and Allan Schwartzman, as well as Lucy Lippard’s 1973 essay “At the Still Point of the Turning World” with a new introduction by the author.&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;A short essay I wrote on the Polaroids of Carlo Mollino is &lt;a href="http://147.123.148.222/interno.php?pagina=rivista_det&amp;amp;id_riv_let=63&amp;amp;title=OCTOBER-2009"&gt;in this month's edition of Flash Art.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:gray;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="The image “http://www.designboom.com/world/mollino/img/virata_1942.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://www.designboom.com/world/mollino/img/virata_1942.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;An essay on Indian artist Tallur L.N. I wrote last year i&lt;a href="http://www.buzzintown.com/new-delhi/event_placebo-artwork-l-n-tallur--id_97845.html"&gt;s published in conjunction with the artist's recent show&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, Placebo, &lt;/span&gt;in Mumbai.&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;My recent text on conditions of medium specificity and the filmic apparatus is included in Lisa Oppenheim's current exhibition, &lt;a href="http://www.harrislieberman.com/current.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Invention Without a Future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, at Harris Lieberman in New York.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-469941034413594432?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/469941034413594432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/469941034413594432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2009/10/recent-writing.html' title='Recent Writing'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-8935077355684103179</id><published>2009-09-25T18:11:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T18:25:48.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FAX</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAX&lt;/span&gt;, an exhibition I organized at The Drawing Center earlier this &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Sr1BAMka22I/AAAAAAAAANY/MFmyMR5UfNo/s1600-h/artbook_2069_157053303.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Sr1BAMka22I/AAAAAAAAANY/MFmyMR5UfNo/s320/artbook_2069_157053303.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385532201034767202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;year in collaboration with iCI, &lt;a href="http://www.contemporary.org/exhibitions.html"&gt;kicks off its tour at the Contemporary Museum, Baltimore&lt;/a&gt;. The exhibition is on view until December 20th. The catalog,  &lt;a href="http://www.artbook.com/9780942324389.html"&gt;distributed by DAP&lt;/a&gt;,  is also available for pre-order &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fax-Joao-Ribas/dp/0942324382/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1253917233&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;through Amazon&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Though the technology for transmitting information long-distance dates from the nineteenth century, it was the fax machine, made commercially available in the 1970s, that turned facsimiles into a primary form of communication. Artists readily exploited the fax machine for its graphic and interactive possibilities, positing the medium as a precursor to the then-nascent field of new media art and within the legacy of mail art. Fax presents works by a multigenerational group of nearly 100 artists, architects, designers, scientists and filmmakers--Mel Bochner, Liam Gillick, Wade Guyton, Glenn Ligon, Jan De Cock, Cerith Wyn Evans, Morgan Fisher and Aurelien Froment, among others--that use the fax machine as a tool for thinking and drawing. Published to accompany an exhibition at New York's Drawing Center, FAX includes the drawings, texts, examples of early telecommunications art (with inevitable transmission errors), junk faxes and fax lore that were all transmitted via the gallery's fax line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-8935077355684103179?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/8935077355684103179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/8935077355684103179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2009/09/fax.html' title='FAX'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Sr1BAMka22I/AAAAAAAAANY/MFmyMR5UfNo/s72-c/artbook_2069_157053303.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-4196152490582705268</id><published>2009-09-15T15:44:00.021-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T16:10:59.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ree Morton at The Drawing Center</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Sq_wsF9Zj6I/AAAAAAAAANI/aVqhtevFAUk/s1600-h/1252782220image_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ree Morton: At the Still Point of the Turning World&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;September 18 - December 18, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Main Gallery and Drawing Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening Reception:&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, September 17, 2009 6–8pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drawingcenter.org/"&gt;http://www.drawingcenter.org/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Drawing Center presents an exhibition of the work of the late American artist Ree Morton (1936–1977). The exhibition highlights Morton’s influential body of work, remarkably all produced between her decision to turn to art full-time in the late 1960s and her tragic death in an automobile accident shortly before her 41st birthday. While reflecting many of the currents of Postminimal and Conceptual art of the 1970s, Morton’s work also looked to a pioneering use of personal narrative, intimacy, humor, and poetic imagination. Yet the scope of her artistic production remains largely unrecognized, as does her vital contribution to feminist art practice and the importance of drawing to her development as an artist. Repetitive, minimal forms in Morton’s early work lead to more biographically tinged mark-making, ranging from abstracted diagrams acting as topographies of memory to botanical illustrations and decorative motifs. A marked interest in phenomenology, spatiality, kitsch, and the emotive potential of materials is merged in Morton’s later work, her sculptural practice presaging the formal vocabulary and theatricality of later installation art. The exhibition is comprised of a selection of major drawings, several of which will be on view for the first time, along with drawing-based sculptural works and a selection of notebook sketches. Curated by João Ribas, the exhibition takes its title from a T. S. Eliot poem Morton kept above her studio desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABOUT THE ARTIST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born in Ossining, NY in 1936, Ree Morton died tragically in a car accident in 1977 in Chicago. She first studied nursing, then married and had three children before completing her BFA at the Rhode Island School of Design (1968) and her MFA at Tyler School of Art, Philadelphia (1970). During her lifetime, her work was exhibited at the ICA (Philadelphia), Artists Space and the Whitney Museum (both New York) among other venues. She was the subject of a 1980 retrospective at The New Museum and solo exhibitions at the Guggenheim Museum in New York (1985) and Generali Foundation in Vienna (2008). Morton’s work has been included in numerous group exhibitions, including High Times, Hard Times: New York Painting 1967–1975 (organized by iCI), and the WACK! Art and the Feminist Revolution, The Museum of Contemporary Art, Los Angeles (2007).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUBLIC PROGRAMS&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, September 24, 6:30pm (Main Gallery) and 7:30pm (Drawing Room)SoHo Night exhibition tour with assistant curator Rachel Liebowitz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, October 24, 4pm&lt;br /&gt;Free gallery talk with exhibition curator João Ribas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, December 10, 6:30pm&lt;br /&gt;Video screening of Ree Morton: An Interview (1974)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUBLICATION&lt;br /&gt;The Drawing Center will publish Drawing Papers 87: Ree Morton: At the Still Point of the Turning World featuring a roundtable conversation with Drawing Center curator João Ribas, independent curator Allan Schwartzman, and MoMA chief curator of drawings Cornelia H. Butler, as well as Lucy Lippard’s 1973 essay “At the Still Point of the Turning World,” with a new introduction to the text by Lippard. Approximately 120 pages, 50 color images. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Sq_0f0DX30I/AAAAAAAAANQ/0yyHGj0fjn4/s1600-h/1252782220image_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381788907116945218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Sq_0f0DX30I/AAAAAAAAANQ/0yyHGj0fjn4/s320/1252782220image_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-4196152490582705268?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/4196152490582705268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/4196152490582705268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2009/09/ree-morton-at-drawing-center.html' title='Ree Morton at The Drawing Center'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Sq_0f0DX30I/AAAAAAAAANQ/0yyHGj0fjn4/s72-c/1252782220image_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-5570846919342625313</id><published>2009-06-08T08:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T15:36:35.429-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unica Zürn: Dark Spring in Brooklyn Rail</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.brooklynrail.org/2009/06/artseen/poster-boy-brooklynovation_2"&gt;Unica Zurn: Dark Spring reviewed by John Yau in the Brooklyn Rail &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-5570846919342625313?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5570846919342625313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5570846919342625313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2009/06/unica-zurn-dark-spring-in-brooklyn-rail.html' title='Unica Zürn: Dark Spring in Brooklyn Rail'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-7095270744247013626</id><published>2009-05-11T10:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T11:00:58.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unica Zürn reviewed in Time Out New York</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Sgg9n8BovmI/AAAAAAAAAMo/QmwpIyHRzI4/s1600-h/711.ar.x220.unicazurn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Sgg9n8BovmI/AAAAAAAAAMo/QmwpIyHRzI4/s320/711.ar.x220.unicazurn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334581514957536866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unica Zürn: Dark Spring&lt;/span&gt; reviewed by Joshua Mack &lt;a href="http://newyork.timeout.com/articles/art/74410/unica-zurn-dark-spring-at-the-drawing-center-art-review"&gt;in Time Out New York&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unica Zürn: Dark Spring&lt;br /&gt;The Drawing Center, through July 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1953, following a series of self-induced abortions and a brutal divorce, the German poet and novelist Unica Zürn (1916–1970) moved to Paris with the artist Hans Bellmer, and began making art using the Surrealist technique of automatic drawing. Replete with snakes and leering eyes swarming in linear networks, her output reflected the influence of Bellmer’s circle—from Henri Michaux’s mescaline-induced drawings to Wols’s agglomerations of insectlike creatures. But as pieces and documents assembled here clearly indicate, Zürn’s agitated facture and nightmare imagery also evinced a keen understanding of pictorial composition, and suggest miseries like ceaseless itching and sleepless nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also presaged trouble. In 1960, Zürn suffered a psychotic incident and was in and out of institutions until her suicide, in 1970. Following her initial breakdown, her touch became more flaccid, and her imagery gave way to doodlelike renderings of faces and birds that seem repetitive and decorative in contrast with her initial efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More compelling is the backstory told by the ephemera on display. Zürn wrote several experimental texts, including the grimly autobiographical Dark Spring. In one passage she described the enormous pleasure she derived from rope cutting her flesh. A set of photographs of her bound torso, taken by Bellmer, indicates that the couple practiced BDSM, while his notation to crop her visage from the images hints at deeper efforts at effacement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s not all. Her psychiatrist traded her drawings for cigarettes, and it was Michaux who had arguably put her in the hospital by giving her mescaline—raising the troubling prospect that Zürn’s life was a hideous coincidence of art, madness and abuse.—Joshua Mack&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-7095270744247013626?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/7095270744247013626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/7095270744247013626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2009/05/unica-zurn-reviewed-in-time-out-new.html' title='Unica Zürn reviewed in Time Out New York'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Sgg9n8BovmI/AAAAAAAAAMo/QmwpIyHRzI4/s72-c/711.ar.x220.unicazurn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-2842270406884385566</id><published>2009-05-04T14:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T14:22:39.204-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unica Zürn in The New Yorker</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unica Zürn: Dark Spring&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.newyorker.com/arts/events/art/2009/05/11/090511goar_GOAT_art"&gt;in The New Yorker&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRAWING CENTER&lt;br /&gt;35 Wooster St. (212-219-2166)—“Unica Zürn: Dark Spring.” The story of Zürn’s life threatens to overshadow her work: in 1970, the fifty-four-year-old German artist, who suffered frequent bouts of depression, jumped to her death from the Paris apartment she shared with her lover, the Surrealist Hans Bellmer. This absorbing show, organized by João Ribas, reveals a gifted—and, yes, tortured—artist, who merits more than the footnote she’s been allocated in the annals of Surrealism. (Zürn may be best known as the author of the cult roman à clef “Dark Spring.”) Intricate works on paper, made using the Surrealist technique of automatic drawing, are filled with fantastical creatures that curl into and out of patterned abstraction. Vitrines in the middle of the gallery contain printed matter, including an exhibition catalogue of Zürn’s work with an introduction written in illegible glyphs by Max Ernst. Disturbing photographs of the artist’s body, bound into grotesqueries with cord, look uncannily like Bellmer’s dolls, transforming a model and muse into a masochistic collaborator. Through July 23. (Tuesdays through Fridays, 10 to 6, and Saturdays, 11 to 6.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-2842270406884385566?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/2842270406884385566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/2842270406884385566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2009/05/unica-zurn-in-new-yorker.html' title='Unica Zürn in The New Yorker'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-6892266249353137092</id><published>2009-05-04T10:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T14:23:16.007-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unica Zürn Artforum Critic's Pick</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="picks22727" href="http://www.artforum.com/archive/id=22727"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unica Zürn: Dark Spring &lt;/span&gt;is a Lauren O'Neill-Butler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Critic's Pick&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.artforum.com/picks/section=nyc#picks22727"&gt;at Artforum.com&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="picks22727" href="http://www.artforum.com/archive/id=22727"&gt;Unica Zürn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artforum.com/guide/country=US&amp;amp;place=New%20York&amp;amp;jump=700#location700" title="Click here to locate this venue in artguide"&gt;THE DRAWING CENTER&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;35 Wooster Street&lt;br /&gt;April 17–July 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The black-and-white photographs of &lt;a href="http://www.artforum.com/search/search=%22Unica%20Z%FCrn%22" class="service" title="Search Artforum.com for Unica Zürn"&gt;Unica Zürn&lt;/a&gt;’s body—bound by string, coiled, and reduced to a sack of bulbous flesh—are some of &lt;a href="http://www.artforum.com/search/search=%22Hans%20Bellmer%22" class="service" title="Search Artforum.com for Hans Bellmer"&gt;Hans Bellmer&lt;/a&gt;’s most admired works and, until recently, her mere cameo in art history’s canon. As a remedial course, perhaps, this elegant show offers a bounty of Zürn’s automatic drawings, a few shimmering paintings, and some brilliant pieces of her writing (for which she is most regarded). Although it reprises themes set forth in Ubu Gallery’s similar 2005 show, the Drawing Center exhibition thoughtfully and tenderly examines her short career and mental illness without didactically trying to “rediscover” her and without mythologizing her suicide at age fifty-four or her interest in sadomasochism. The tranquil sea-blue walls and the thick black frames here temper the hotness of these issues, and so do the sweet, nearly oceanic and biomorphic forms in her finely detailed renderings. These creatures hover at the center of her pages, bearing multiple countenances, breasts, limbs, and orifices, though, unlike a Bellmer "&lt;i&gt;Poupeé&lt;/i&gt;," rarely do Zürn’s striations recall actual bodies. Instead, forty-nine mostly untitled works here offer roving, repetitive deviations: delicate lines, smudged ink, and twisting spirals appear as faces, then just shapes, and finally as faces, again, through an echolike effect. Intense and otherworldly, they offer a window into a mind that contemporary artists––particularly those invested in psychedelic motifs––should investigate. For some, her work might feel like the sun against their eyes; for others, a beacon in the distance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-6892266249353137092?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/6892266249353137092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/6892266249353137092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2009/05/unica-zurn-critics-pick.html' title='Unica Zürn Artforum Critic&apos;s Pick'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-7739899290909961486</id><published>2009-04-30T10:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T10:55:30.979-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unica Zürn  and FAX reviews</title><content type='html'>Two recent reviews of my curated exhibitions at The Drawing Center:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unica Zürn:Dark Spring&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/04/17/arts/design/17zurn.html"&gt;reviewed by Ken Johnson in the New York Times&lt;/a&gt;, and FAX reviewed &lt;a href="http://rhizome.org/editorial/2558"&gt;by Brian Droitcour     at Rhizome.org&lt;/a&gt;. Both exhibitions are on view until July 23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Link" class="gl_link" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Artist and publisher Serge Onnen and I discuss the relationship between drawing and text &lt;a href="http://frankprattle.wordpress.com/2008/12/16/serge-onnen-and-joao-ribas-december-16th-2008/"&gt;on the occasion of his recent book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drawings on Writing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-7739899290909961486?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/7739899290909961486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/7739899290909961486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2009/04/unica-zurn-and-fax-reviews.html' title='Unica Zürn  and FAX reviews'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-5499804754654380637</id><published>2009-03-25T08:00:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T11:07:10.714-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?</title><content type='html'>One of the defining issues in contemporary art today, it seems to me, is the signal difference between&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;information&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;knowledge&lt;/span&gt;, the problematic but persistent notion of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;content &lt;/span&gt;as a kind of mediating quantity between them. The problem is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;succinctly&lt;/span&gt; put in this line from T.S. Eliot's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Quartets&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is at stake is precisely the character or modality of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;knowledge&lt;/span&gt; that art is supposedly implicitly engaged or concerned with (the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'where' &lt;/span&gt;of Eliot's query), and the relationship of that knowledge to experience or other regimes of understanding. This explains, I believe, a recent trend towards the artist as 'mystic' and related thematics, the use of artistic practice as a kind of integrative social practice, or something like the increasing use of "re-enchantment" as a term. It may in fact, signal a significant shift in the art of a generation--as it moves from an image-making focus, appropriation, and media critique, towards an articulation of a realm of knowledge that is directly related to the realm of art or aesthetic production....the kind of understanding positioned within the order of the sensible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;One reason the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Geithner&lt;/span&gt; plan for "legacy asset" resale may not work: the problem is not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;liquidity&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quality&lt;/span&gt;..from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;today's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Financial Times&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Link" class="gl_link" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those betting the programme will succeed are basing those wagers partly on the belief that a lack of liquidity is the main reason for the assets' decimation in value. If that is true, buyers will reap gains once liquidity is restored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if depressed prices reflect the weak underpinnings of the housing market, consumer credit and the overall economy, gains could be scarce - or longer in coming. These are, after all, assets backed by credit that eventually needs to be paid off. Their quality, rather than their liquidity, may be the problem. &lt;a href="http://www.ft.com/cms/s/23c67b3e-18eb-11de-bec8-0000779fd2ac,Authorised=false.html?_i_location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.ft.com%2Fcms%2Fs%2F0%2F23c67b3e-18eb-11de-bec8-0000779fd2ac.html&amp;amp;_i_referer="&gt;Read more...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Frederick Kiesler: Co-Realities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; at The Drawing Center won a 2008 &lt;a href="http://www.aicausa.org/clubportal/ClubStatic.cfm?clubID=280&amp;amp;pubmenuoptID=24898"&gt;AICA Award for Best Exhibition by a Non-Profit.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kiesler.org/cms/media/a_sujet/01news/06besuch%20bundespraesident/drawingcenter_pop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 187px;" src="http://www.kiesler.org/cms/media/a_sujet/01news/06besuch%20bundespraesident/drawingcenter_pop.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-5499804754654380637?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5499804754654380637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5499804754654380637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2009/03/where-is-knowledge-we-have-lost-in.html' title='Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-5401755828372825675</id><published>2008-12-28T14:06:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T15:42:31.224-05:00</updated><title type='text'>‘A Drawing Translates the Way of Thinking’ in Frieze</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/SVfebT5EXKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/BeYADkFXHlY/s1600-h/mull_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/SVfebT5EXKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/BeYADkFXHlY/s320/mull_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284937248520035490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Matt Mullican survey currently on view at The Drawing Center &lt;a href="http://www.frieze.com/shows/review/matt_mullican/"&gt;is reviewed in Frieze&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Channeling something like the spirit of Doctor Daniel Paul Schreber crossed with Jorge Luis Borges, Matt Mullican’s drawings dominate the walls of The Drawing Center.  Less an ordered retrospective than a selection of work from across the years, the exhibition is equal parts visceral experience and intellectual exercise. Mullican’s works on paper are paranoid, obsessive and possibly schizophrenic, yet they are also full of humour and intelligence."&lt;a href="http://www.frieze.com/shows/review/matt_mullican/"&gt;Read more&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-5401755828372825675?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5401755828372825675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5401755828372825675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2008/12/drawing-translates-way-of-thinking-in.html' title='‘A Drawing Translates the Way of Thinking’ in Frieze'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/SVfebT5EXKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/BeYADkFXHlY/s72-c/mull_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-567606196998514505</id><published>2008-11-24T21:08:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:42:24.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Matt Mullican in NYT; the other Tulip mania; Butler on Obama</title><content type='html'>Matt Mullican, whose survey &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've curated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drawingcenter.org/exh_current.cfm"&gt;is currently on view at The Drawing Center&lt;/a&gt;, profiled in the New York Times:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mailer.e-flux.com/mail_images/1169240475Performancecopy_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 234px;" src="http://mailer.e-flux.com/mail_images/1169240475Performancecopy_web.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Mullican’s high school notebook foreshadows what has become for him a career-long investigation: How do we all insert ourselves into the imagery that bombards us every day? Why does the pain of another person, or even a stick figure, become our own? What is the basis of human empathy? How can thoughts and emotions be communicated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;visually?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s all about projection,” Mr. Mullican said. “I’m sitting in front of you now, and you’re seeing me. But you’re also seeing lots of other things, based on your own experiences.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This “subject-object” divide, as it is known in philosophical circles, is nothing new, according to João Ribas, a curator at the Drawing Center in SoHo. But what intrigues him about Mr. Mullican’s work, he said, was “the way Matt attempts to collapse this split through the medium of drawing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That process is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;explored in “Matt Mullican: A Drawing Translates the Way of Thinking,” an exhibition that opens Friday at the center. Featuring more than 100 artworks made over 35 years, it includes Mr. Mullican’s stick-figure sketches, videos of him drawing while under hypnosis, large-scale rubbings based on original works on paper that have since been photocopied and cut out, and vitrines displaying — you guessed it — notebooks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/11/16/arts/design/16spea.html"&gt;Read More&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Ben Lewis &lt;a href="http://www.prospect-magazine.co.uk/article_details.php?id=10474"&gt;writes in Prospect Magazine&lt;/a&gt; about "a second Tulip mania," the contemporary art bubble:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bubble in contemporary art is about to pop. It has exhibited all the classic features of the South Sea bubble of 1720 or the tulip madness of the 1630s. It has been the bubble of bubbles—balancing precariously on top of other now-burst bubbles in credit, housing and commodities—and inflating more dramatically than all of them. While British house prices took six years to double at the start of this century, contemporary art managed it in just one, 2006-07. (Over the same period, old masters went up by just 7.6 per cent and British 17th to 19th century watercolours actually lost value.) Contemporary art in the emerging economies did even better. The value of its sales in China increased by 983 per cent in one year (2005-06). In Russia they rose 2,365 per cent in five years (2000-05), while its stock market increased by "only" about 300 per cent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Contemporary art turned out to be an ideal vehicle for speculative euphoria. The market is almost entirely free from state interference. Governments have had little interest in regulating the trinkets and playthings of the super-rich. Art works are a uniquely portable and confidential form of wealth. Whereas all property purchases have to be publicly registered, buying art is a private activity. And unlike old masters, which are often linked by history to specific places, contemporary art knows no frontiers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a href="http://www.prospect-magazine.co.uk/article_details.php?id=10474"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Read more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;Judith Butler on the "uncritical exuberance" of the Obama election:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It becomes all the more important to think about the politics of exuberant identification with the election of Obama when we consider that support for Obama has coincided with support for conservative causes. In a way, this accounts for his "cross-over" success. In California, he won by 60% of the vote, and yet some significant portion of those who voted for him also voted against the legalization of gay marriage (52%). How do we understand this apparent disjunction? First, let us remember that Obama has not explicitly supported gay marriage rights. Further, as Wendy Brown has argued, the Republicans have found that the electorate is not as galvanized by "moral" issues as they were in recent elections; the reasons given for why people voted for Obama seem to be predominantly economic, and their reasoning seems more fully structured by neo-liberal rationality than by religious concerns. &lt;a href="http://www.indybay.org/newsitems/2008/11/05/18549195.php"&gt;Read More.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-567606196998514505?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/567606196998514505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/567606196998514505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2008/11/matt-mullican-in-nyt-other-tulip-mania.html' title='Matt Mullican in NYT; the other Tulip mania; Butler on Obama'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-7639725658299138307</id><published>2008-10-29T16:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T16:03:00.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Criticism Panel Tomorrow Night</title><content type='html'>ON CRITICISM&lt;br /&gt;OCTOBER 30 2008, 7:00PM&lt;br /&gt;GUILD &amp;amp; GREYSHKUL&lt;br /&gt;28 WOOSTER STREET, NEW YORK, NY 10013&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featuring &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jan Avgikos, Ben Davis, John Miller, Joao Ribas, Martha Schwendener, and Roger White.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ad Hoc Vox and Guild &amp;amp; Greyshkul are pleased to invite you to On Criticism, a panel discussion that will take place at the gallery on Thursday, October 30th at 7:00pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ERNEST: I have foolish habit of reading periodicals, and it seems to me that most modern criticism is perfectly valueless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GILBERT: So is most modern creative work also. Mediocrity weighing mediocrity in the balance, and incompetence applauding its brother - that is the spectacle which the artistic activity of England affords us from time to time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Oscar Wilde, The Critic as Artist, 1891&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questioning the relevancy of criticism is hardly the exclusive sport of a contemporary audience. The roles, values, and goals of criticism have been as contested as any individual critic's pronouncements. What factors, then, uniquely beset art criticism now? What basis is there for the widely espoused claim that we are in a "post critical" age? In a highly diversified and cross-disciplinary art world, what constitutes a conflict of interest for a critic? How have blogging and self-publishing through the Internet affected art writing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Criticism will bring together critics writing for print and online publications, editors, and artists writing criticism to discuss such questions. Our goal is to address present-day art criticism by creating a space for its self-identified practitioners to turn a critical eye on both the concerns of their discipline and potential models to address those concerns. Colleen Asper will moderate the discussion, which will be followed by a Q &amp;amp; A with the audience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-7639725658299138307?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/7639725658299138307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/7639725658299138307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2008/10/criticism-panel-tomorrow-night.html' title='Criticism Panel Tomorrow Night'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-1496937668708941512</id><published>2008-10-27T14:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T14:28:03.441-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Secession Lecture on Nov 3rd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/SQYHkCBF_II/AAAAAAAAAIk/3ItE9kpRAX0/s1600-h/welchefreiheit-Banner.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Link" class="gl_link" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 90px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/SQYHkCBF_II/AAAAAAAAAIk/3ItE9kpRAX0/s400/welchefreiheit-Banner.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261901530227145858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;MONDAY NOV 3, 2008, 7 PM | LECTURE IN ENGLISH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.secession.at/e.html"&gt;JOÃO RIBAS&lt;br /&gt;Freedom as Art&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concept of freedom is intimately tied to the political economy of capitalism; the received notion of parity between development and liberty intrinsic to modern political philosophy asserts that a free market is a necessary condition for political freedom. Yet as it has become impossible to conceive of freedom without capitalism, it is also impossible to discuss the modern concept of art without reference to the subject of capitalism—that is, the form of a radical individual subject. It is in fact through an assertion of unquantifiable values—taste, madness, inspiration—and through the formation of a radical political subject—that of the artist—that the production of art comes to be defined precisely by values that distance it from those of capital. Yet if the figure of the artist and his labor was once emblematic of the emancipatory idea of the ‘individual,’ in a society where it had not yet fully emerged, is this notion deradicalized by the democratization of subjective expression today? Can one trace the production of art through its relationship with—or rather distance from—capitalism, from the dawn of the modern market to the immaterial economy of late capitalism? Can art and its implicit subject of freedom provide a horizon of possibilities for new forms of social organization? Or are art and capital inevitably intertwined?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;João Ribas&lt;/span&gt; (b. Braga, Portugal 1979) is Curator at The Drawing Center in New York and a widely published critic. His writing on art, film, literature, and design has appeared in numerous publications worldwide, and he is the curator of several surveys, projects, and exhibitions in the US and abroad. He is a frequent lecturer on aesthetics and cultural theory and currently adjunct professor at The School of Visual Arts, New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For further information and photographic material please contact:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathrin Schweizer&lt;br /&gt;Secession, Association of Visual Artists Vienna Secession, Friedrichstraße 12, 1010 Vienna&lt;br /&gt;Tel: +43-1-5875307-21, Fax: +43-1-5875307-34&lt;br /&gt;presse@secession.at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-1496937668708941512?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/1496937668708941512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/1496937668708941512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2008/10/secession-lecture-on-nov-3rd.html' title='Secession Lecture on Nov 3rd'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/SQYHkCBF_II/AAAAAAAAAIk/3ItE9kpRAX0/s72-c/welchefreiheit-Banner.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-7492020505829116702</id><published>2008-10-13T15:32:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T15:48:50.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rirkrit Tiravanija: Demonstration Drawings at The Drawing Center</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/SPOl80qB1mI/AAAAAAAAAIc/jgXHlg5A8cg/s1600-h/Tiravanija_1051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/SPOl80qB1mI/AAAAAAAAAIc/jgXHlg5A8cg/s400/Tiravanija_1051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256727654417159778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drawingcenter.org/exh_current.cfm?exh=547"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rirkrit Tiravanija: Demonstrations Drawings&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;reviewed by David Cohen &lt;a href="http://www.nysun.com/arts/the-conceptual-provocateur-rirkrit-tiravanija/86074/"&gt;in the now-defunct New York Sun&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/09/19/arts/design/19gall.html?ref=design"&gt;Holland Cotter in the New York Times.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-7492020505829116702?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/7492020505829116702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/7492020505829116702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2008/10/demonstration-drawings.html' title='Rirkrit Tiravanija: Demonstration Drawings at The Drawing Center'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/SPOl80qB1mI/AAAAAAAAAIc/jgXHlg5A8cg/s72-c/Tiravanija_1051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-6762615958938532995</id><published>2008-09-15T08:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T12:55:04.884-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/SM6TFSEHLHI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Oth-ooHYbhg/s1600-h/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246292334890921074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/SM6TFSEHLHI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Oth-ooHYbhg/s400/cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The current issue of&lt;em&gt; Artlies &lt;/em&gt;is guested edited by Julieta Aranda and revolves around the theme&lt;em&gt;, "Death of the Curator: A Forensic Analysis of Curatorial Practice&lt;/em&gt;". Along with contributions by Aranda, Jens Hoffmann, Lawrence Weiner, Martha Rosler, Nato Thompson, Fia Backstrom, and others, it includes a conversation between &lt;a href="http://www.artlies.org/index.php?issue=59&amp;amp;s=0"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;myself and artist Matt Sheridan Smith&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;on curatorial practice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-6762615958938532995?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/6762615958938532995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/6762615958938532995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2008/09/current-issue-of-artlies-is-guested.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/SM6TFSEHLHI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Oth-ooHYbhg/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-7041453278878220145</id><published>2008-09-04T08:30:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T13:03:37.038-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Drawing On Film,&lt;/em&gt; the exhibition I organized at &lt;em&gt;The Drawing Center&lt;/em&gt; this spring, is travelling to&lt;em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.brandeis.edu/rose/exhibitions/exhi_futu.html"&gt;The Rose Art Museum of Brandeis University&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; where it will be on view from September 26 to December 14. &lt;a href="http://www.drawingcenter.org/images/artwork/sigimg/DrawingOnFilm_MAIN1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.drawingcenter.org/images/artwork/sigimg/DrawingOnFilm_MAIN1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Richard Reeves, Linear Dreams, 1997. 35mm film&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brandeis.edu/rose/exhibitions/exhi_futu.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-7041453278878220145?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/7041453278878220145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/7041453278878220145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2008/09/drawing-on-film-exhibition-of-direct.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-4015606728672639971</id><published>2008-08-08T08:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T15:29:07.455-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Anselm Kiefer and the Virgin Mary</title><content type='html'>"I am someone who has seen an apparition of the Virgin Mary. She appeared to me like a figure in a Nazarene painting. I think I was six or seven, perhaps even eight at the time... Mary appeared to me one morning. It was not in a dream, I was already awake. The vision took place in the room where I slept. I cannot tell you precisely what Mary was wearing. But she had on a light beige and blue dress. She looked exactly like a Pre-Rafaelite or Nazarene painting.. Today I would say she looked kitsch. Mary did not speak to me, she smiled."&lt;br /&gt;                                                       Anselm Kiefer in a recent &lt;a href="http://www.welt.de/kultur/arti2263371/Maler_Anselm_Kiefer_und_die_Suche_nach_Maria.html" target="_blank"&gt;interview&lt;/a&gt; in Die Welt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-4015606728672639971?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/4015606728672639971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/4015606728672639971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-someone-who-has-seen-apparition-of.html' title='Anselm Kiefer and the Virgin Mary'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-8952329757861260504</id><published>2008-07-22T10:23:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T15:13:44.447-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The New New Alphabet</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://thenewnewalphabet.info/"&gt;The New New Alphabet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is typeface devised by Ryan Gander and produced by graphic designer Rasmus Spanggaard Troelsen. The typeface is an addition to famed Dutch designer Wim Crouwel’s typeface &lt;strong&gt;New Alphabet Three&lt;/strong&gt; (1967), based on a dot-matrix system and intended to be easily read by computers:&lt;a href="http://www.aisleone.net/wp-content/2008/04/newalphabet1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.aisleone.net/wp-content/2008/04/newalphabet1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Perhaps its best known usage is in &lt;a href="http://www.creativereview.co.uk/crblog/wp-content/uploads/2007/07/joy_division_substance.jpg"&gt;this Joy Division album cover&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The New New Alphabet&lt;/em&gt; was made with the intension of being printed over Crouwel’s original version, with the purpose of making it more legible, but in turn less stylised.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's available (for mac) to download from the following link:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thenewnewalphabet.info/newnewalphabet.zip"&gt;www.thenewnewalphabet.info/newnewalphabet.zip&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Crouwel on his "New Alphabet"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i-HVW-0eoe0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i-HVW-0eoe0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-8952329757861260504?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/8952329757861260504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/8952329757861260504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-new-alphabet.html' title='The New New Alphabet'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-5147966908506604038</id><published>2008-07-14T16:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T16:24:24.768-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Standard Sizes in Time Out New York</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Standard Sizes&lt;/em&gt;, my &lt;a href="http://www.andrewkreps.com/"&gt;curated group exhibition at Andrew Kreps&lt;/a&gt;, was reviewed in last week's issue of &lt;strong&gt;Time Out New York&lt;/strong&gt;. The show is on view until July 18th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/SHu0j9cDA9I/AAAAAAAAAH0/NtqBgE9ws7c/s1600-h/TIMEOUT[1].JULY+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222966722746844114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/SHu0j9cDA9I/AAAAAAAAAH0/NtqBgE9ws7c/s320/TIMEOUT%5B1%5D.JULY+08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-5147966908506604038?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5147966908506604038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5147966908506604038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2008/07/standard-sizes-in-time-out-new-york.html' title='Standard Sizes in Time Out New York'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/SHu0j9cDA9I/AAAAAAAAAH0/NtqBgE9ws7c/s72-c/TIMEOUT%5B1%5D.JULY+08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-7472731771067381840</id><published>2008-07-06T11:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T11:51:21.122-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Frederick Kiesler: Co-Realities is an Artforum Critics Pick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/SHDp2hZjTCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/2gqrtVp-Ggw/s1600-h/Kiesler_02[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219929091010153506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/SHDp2hZjTCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/2gqrtVp-Ggw/s320/Kiesler_02%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Frederick Kiesler&lt;br /&gt;THE DRAWING CENTER&lt;br /&gt;35 Wooster Street&lt;br /&gt;April 18–July 24&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In looping curves and obsessive scribbles, the visionary architect Frederick Kiesler’s fluid line skitters from sheets creased with folds to lined notebook paper to thin cardboard, mapping a deliberate course between touch and vision, between the body and the outside world. Frameless and exhibited on a sinuous table designed specially by nARCHITECTURE, Kiesler’s drawings are presented as a stream of the interconnectedness, or “correalism,” that preoccupied the antifunctionalist architect. “Drafting is grafting vision on paper. . . . Blindfolded skating rather than designing,” Kiesler wrote in an article for Art News in 1960. In fact, texture, not structure, is Kiesler’s principle concern, and in this show one finds bleeding ink blotches drawn in loose spirals, dry tempera brushed in thick calligraphic ellipses, egg shapes outlined in sweeping gestures, and womblike forms traced and retraced so many times as to cause undulations in their paper support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiesler’s drawings do not suggest specific models for utopian living but rather probe what it means “to dwell” or, in Heidegger’s phrase, “the manner in which we are on the earth.” Studies of human perception, plans for fantastic vision machines, and diagrams detailing the birth of new objects displayed alongside exhibition designs for Peggy Guggenheim's Art of This Century gallery and renderings of Kiesler’s famous, though never realized, Endless House attest to the artist’s desire to track the process by which man and his art come into being, determined not by teleological functionalism but by the nature of the human spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;— Emily Verla Bovino &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-7472731771067381840?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/7472731771067381840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/7472731771067381840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2008/07/frederick-kiesler-co-realities-is.html' title='Frederick Kiesler: Co-Realities is an Artforum Critics Pick'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/SHDp2hZjTCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/2gqrtVp-Ggw/s72-c/Kiesler_02%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-2946065295281846587</id><published>2008-06-16T17:10:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T17:20:38.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Standard Sizes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group exhibition curated by João Ribas&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Kreps Gallery&lt;br /&gt;525 West 22nd Street&lt;br /&gt;June 14 - July 12, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.andrewkreps.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Web Site&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/SFbYO1uy_PI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rvDm3stoppI/s1600-h/7c10d23cc2f222331a4bcc1ac626d77fe437d2c5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212591368181054706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/SFbYO1uy_PI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rvDm3stoppI/s320/7c10d23cc2f222331a4bcc1ac626d77fe437d2c5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Andrew Kreps Gallery is pleased to present &lt;em&gt;Standard Sizes&lt;/em&gt;, a group exhibition curated by João Ribas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Standard Sizes&lt;/em&gt; surveys a diverse group of artists over several generations whose work resists the notion of art as the product of an expressive subject--the radically individuated self largely equated with the figure of the artist. In place of this vestige of Renaissance self-fashioning and the affectations of Romanticism, the exhibition presents works that look to standards and formal procedures to displace the idea of expressive subjectivity as the domain of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the figure of the visionary artist was once emblematic of the emancipatory idea of the 'individual' in a society where it had not yet fully emerged, this notion is deradicalized by the democratization of subjective expression today. As a result of this abiding 'selfness,' it seems more pressing to understand the structures and standards built into the parameters of 'expression' and the production of meaning itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By foregrounding an &lt;em&gt;effect&lt;/em&gt;, rather than the &lt;em&gt;affect&lt;/em&gt;, of meaning, &lt;em&gt;Standard Sizes&lt;/em&gt; looks to practices that solicit content from standards or procedural form, cede subjective control through generative systems, or that elicit meaning from iteration, standardization, or repetition. Ranging from work based on standard formats and materials, to the rhetorical use of tropes such as the expressive brushstroke, the works in the exhibition looks to the implicit, if now obscured, values and norms present in standardized form. This is to evince how frames dictate content, how the values assimilated in standards belie whose feet and fingers are measured to arrive at consensus, and to discover meaning by way of slippages in the process of standardization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Standard Sizes&lt;/em&gt; takes its departure from Pierre Menard's line-by-line rewriting of Don Quixote; the standardization of canvas sizes in the French Academy; the Kuleshov effect's suggestion of affect from juxtaposition; Duchamp's 3 Standard Stoppages; CMYK color; imperial units of measurement; lorem ipsum text, based on a dark passage from Cicero; standard paper sizes; modernism as a rhetorical vernacular; stochastic music and seriality; cinematic aspect ratios; T.S. Eliot's poetics of 'impersonality'; generative algorithms; as well as the possibility of meaning in the difference produced by repetition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artists included in this exhibition: &lt;strong&gt;Ricci Albenda, Kjell Bjorgeengen, Kerstin Brätsch, Martin Creed, Liz Deschenes, Morgan Fischer, Rachel Harrison, Imi Knoebel, Camilla Low, Allan McCollum, Brian O'Connell, Blinky Palermo, Richard Pettibone, Josh Smith, Matt Sheridan Smith, and Sturtevant.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Image: Matt Sheridan Smith, Untitled, 2006, Newspapers, 24 x 14 x 0.75 inches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-2946065295281846587?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/2946065295281846587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/2946065295281846587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2008/06/standard-sizes-group-exhibition-curated.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/SFbYO1uy_PI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rvDm3stoppI/s72-c/7c10d23cc2f222331a4bcc1ac626d77fe437d2c5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-7202204379881402651</id><published>2008-05-27T08:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T13:00:26.392-04:00</updated><title type='text'>e-flux video rental opens in Lisbon</title><content type='html'>The latest iteration of the &lt;strong&gt;e-flux video rental&lt;/strong&gt; has opened in Lisbon, for which I've selected films by &lt;a href="http://www.mommartzfilm.de/"&gt;Lutz Mommartz&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.bodilfuru.com/BODIL/index.html"&gt;Bodil Furu,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.atasite.org/calendar/?x=2766"&gt;Oliver Ressler&lt;/a&gt;, Nik Gambaroff, and &lt;a href="http://www.mattsheridansmith.com/"&gt;Matt Sheridan Smith&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fundação Calouste Gulbenkian &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/SDw48Br6aaI/AAAAAAAAAHU/zsBTUU0Qqtc/s1600-h/1211301577image_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205097873229375906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="256" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/SDw48Br6aaI/AAAAAAAAAHU/zsBTUU0Qqtc/s320/1211301577image_web.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVR&lt;br /&gt;A project by Anton Vidokle and Julieta Aranda&lt;br /&gt;Opening: May 21st, 19:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 22 - June 18 2008&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Sunday 12 - 6 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avenida de Berna, 45&lt;br /&gt;1067-001 Lisboa&lt;br /&gt;Level -1 of the Foundation Headquarters &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gulbenkian Foundation and Maumaus are pleased to present e-flux video rental in Lisbon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e-flux video rental (EVR) is a project by Anton Vidokle and Julieta Aranda, comprising a free video rental, a public screening room, and a film and video archive that is constantly growing. This collection of over 750 works of film and video art has been assembled in collaboration with more than 100 international artists, curators and critics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 1960s and 70s, artists were drawn to working with video in part because it was cheap to use and easily reproduced and distributed. But video art has become increasingly assimilated to the precious-object economy of the art market. EVR is a poetic exploration of alternative processes of circulation and distribution of video art, and it is structured to function like a video rental store, except that it operates for free. VHS tapes can be watched in the space, or, once a viewer fills out a membership form and contract, they can be checked out and taken home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orignally presented at a storefront in New York, in 2004, EVR has traveled to venues in Amsterdam, Berlin, Frankfurt, Seoul, Paris, Istanbul, Canary Islands, Austin, Budapest, Boston, Antwerp, Miami and Lyon. Following the its stay in Portugal, the project will travel to Brazil and Argentina. After these final venues, having outlived the technology that made it possible (VHS video tape players), the project will be permanently archived with the Arab Image Foundation in Beirut and Moderna Galerija in Ljubljana, in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time EVR is installed in a new city, local artists, curators and writers are invited to serve as selectors, choosing artists whose work is added to the collection. In addition, a special program of screenings of works from the EVR collection is part of the project. In Lisbon, the program will continue with the selections from In keeping with this, Maumaus and Gulbenkian Foundation have invited Miguel Amado, Jürgen Bock, An&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a Pinto, &lt;strong&gt;João Ribas&lt;/strong&gt; and Ricardo Valentim to select additional videos for the collection. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.e-flux.com/shows/view/5477"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Read on..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/SDw5RRr6abI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Tr87k66fmwg/s1600-h/1211301577logo_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205098238301596082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/SDw5RRr6abI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Tr87k66fmwg/s320/1211301577logo_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-7202204379881402651?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/7202204379881402651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/7202204379881402651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2008/05/e-flux-video-rental-opens-in-lisbon.html' title='e-flux video rental opens in Lisbon'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/SDw48Br6aaI/AAAAAAAAAHU/zsBTUU0Qqtc/s72-c/1211301577image_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-5704668855677415206</id><published>2008-03-25T08:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T17:47:52.457-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Writing on the responses to the current Whitney Biennial, AFC's Paddy Johnson gives a nod to the series of exhibitions---&lt;a href="http://www.bellwethergallery.com/archive_01.cfm?fid=323"&gt;Dice Thrown&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.bellwethergallery.com/archive_01.cfm?fid=349"&gt;Aspects, Forms &amp;amp; Figures&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.bellwethergallery.com/archive_01.cfm?fid=390"&gt;In Defense of Ardor&lt;/a&gt;---I curated at Bellwether last year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The question Lacayo and many others have on their lips is whether the unofficial Biennial theme of “lessness” amounts to much in the end. Not that this is necessarily the case of nay sayers, but I’ll admit that if the only thing I’d seen taking this approach was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newmuseum.org/exhibitions/4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The New Museum’s Unmonumental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://whitney.org/www/2008biennial/www/?section=home"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Whitney’s Biennial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, I’d probably have a fairly grim outlook on the prospects for art. Certainly these shows have given me pause, neither effectively displaying the work or necessarily even finding the best of it. By contrast, New York’s commercial galleries have been more successful this year launching unmonumental-esque shows. &lt;strong&gt;While the large size of the Biennial undoubtedly makes the job a little more difficult, Bellwether’s brilliantly organized &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bellwethergallery.com/archive_01.cfm?fid=390"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;three&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bellwethergallery.com/archive_01.cfm?fid=349"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;part&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bellwethergallery.com/archive_01.cfm?fid=323"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;exhibition&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; series curated by Becky Smith and Joao Ribas could be no better testament to the success seen within the commercial world&lt;/strong&gt;, as was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gagosian.com/exhibitions/madison-avenue-2007-04-beneath-the-underdog"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gagosian’s Beneath the Underdog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, curated by artists Nate Lowman and Adam McEwen last spring. Notably New York Times critic Holland Cotter named this show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/06/08/arts/design/08grou.html?n=Top/Reference/Times%20Topics/People/C/Cotter,%20Holland"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one of the best gallery shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; of the year. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artfagcity.com/2008/03/19/richard-lacayo-on-the-whitney-biennial/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Read more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-5704668855677415206?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5704668855677415206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5704668855677415206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2008/03/writing-on-responses-to-current-whitney.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-5278346122462127888</id><published>2008-03-21T08:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T12:18:21.159-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sterling Ruby: Chron in The New York Times/New Yorker</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drawingcenter.org/exh_current.cfm"&gt;Sterling Ruby:Chron&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; currently on view at The Drawing Center is reviewed &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/03/21/arts/design/21gall.html?ex=1363752000&amp;amp;en=d05b6d57253043f3&amp;amp;ei=5124&amp;amp;partner=permalink&amp;amp;exprod=permalink"&gt;by Roberta Smith in &lt;strong&gt;The New York Times&lt;/strong&gt; today&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sterling Ruby is one of the most interesting artists to emerge in this century. That’s only eight years, of course, but the claim may stick. He makes obstreperous, richly glazed ceramic vessels that suggest charred remains; totemic sculptures webbed with mucousy, macramélike drips of resin; large, dark collages dotted with constellations of tiny images of artifacts; and drawings, photographs and short videos. &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/03/21/arts/design/21gall.html?ex=1363752000&amp;amp;en=d05b6d57253043f3&amp;amp;ei=5124&amp;amp;partner=permalink&amp;amp;exprod=permalink"&gt;Read more&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from this week's &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Yorker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STERLING RUBY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artists like Ruby, whose art shifts from sculpture to photography to collage, drawing, and painting (in materials like spray paint and nail polish), can be difficult to pin down. This survey does the trick by focussing on Ruby’s use of line during the past five years. Themes range from the political to the social to the abstract—but the fulcrum is drawing. Photographs of words carved on trees rhyme visually with etched Formica benches. Ruby remains a cipher, but the show makes a strong case for considering his work as a coherent whole. A concurrent exhibition of Ruby’s ceramic works, which bridge the gap between fairy tale and science fair, are on view at Metro Pictures. Through March 27. (The Drawing Room, 40 Wooster St. 212-219-2166.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-5278346122462127888?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5278346122462127888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5278346122462127888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2008/03/sterling-ruby-chron-in-new-york-times.html' title='Sterling Ruby: Chron in The New York Times/New Yorker'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-736643137794201263</id><published>2008-03-20T20:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T12:26:59.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Alan Saret: Gang Drawings in Artforum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/R-PhoY_dtOI/AAAAAAAAAHM/-R8LVTguVRU/s1600-h/2008-Artforum-Saret.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180232080425858274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/R-PhoY_dtOI/AAAAAAAAAHM/-R8LVTguVRU/s320/2008-Artforum-Saret.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alan Saret: Gang Drawings, &lt;/em&gt;which I curated at The Drawing Center, is reviewed &lt;a href="http://artforum.com/inprint/id=19531"&gt;in the current issue of Artforum.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Click on image to read)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-736643137794201263?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/736643137794201263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/736643137794201263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2008/03/alan-saret-gang-drawings-in-artforum.html' title='Alan Saret: Gang Drawings in Artforum'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/R-PhoY_dtOI/AAAAAAAAAHM/-R8LVTguVRU/s72-c/2008-Artforum-Saret.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-886854551377978623</id><published>2008-03-13T15:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T15:51:56.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"None of the alternatives to the gallery can reach a sizeable audience. Yet, given today's homogenized world, there has never been a deeper, more immediate need for wide-spread sowing of relevant new ideas. So there are two ways to go: if the artist would work the long revolutionary tail and address the working-class only, never mind the galleries, get out in the streets and do it. If, on the other hand, all possible creatures are worth your trouble, use the galleries and never mind: the row to hoe should be rooted-in your 'radical' works not their 'radical' system, for our muddled 'radical' critics have confounded buyers' terms with sellers' standards." Jo Baer, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Radical Attitudes to the Gallery&lt;/span&gt;, 1977&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-886854551377978623?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/886854551377978623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/886854551377978623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2008/03/none-of-alternatives-to-gallery-can.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-2522592794958459082</id><published>2008-02-26T23:25:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T23:42:02.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img485.imageshack.us/img485/98/carleinsteinps9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://img485.imageshack.us/img485/98/carleinsteinps9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Civilization represents itself in a storeroom of objects, memorized obstacles to function. Favorite object of the bourgeois: SELF. In communism the disappearance of the self and the destruction of the object go hand in hand. SELF: a fallacy a posteriori; at the moment of action the self disappears completely. It resurfaces during unproductive states of repose, an occasion for the luxurious recuperation from function. Just like the object. The self  is the pension and savings of the undynamic rentier. Both self and object are supposedly capable of guaranteeing certainty, immutability. The world as tautology...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;Carl Einstein, 1921&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-2522592794958459082?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/2522592794958459082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/2522592794958459082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2008/02/civilization-represents-itself-in.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-3758046099035649958</id><published>2008-01-25T12:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T12:41:02.478-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alan Saret: Gang Drawings on Artforum.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Alan Saret: Gang Drawings&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://artforum.com/picks/section=nyc#picks19369"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is a Critics' Pick on Artforum.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-3758046099035649958?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/3758046099035649958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/3758046099035649958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2008/01/alan-saret-on-artforumcom.html' title='Alan Saret: Gang Drawings on Artforum.com'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-2902876054128974077</id><published>2008-01-22T08:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T11:25:58.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alan Saret:Gang Drawings in The New York Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: none"&gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1027" style="WIDTH: 385px; HEIGHT: 231px" height="253" alt="Alan Saret, Three Circles Rules &amp;amp; Free Sweep, 1967. Colored pencil on paper. Photo by Cathy Carver.&amp;#13;&amp;#10;" src="http://images.patronmail.com/pmailemailimages/324/96866/articles_9.jpg" width="468" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Alan Saret, Three Circles Rules &amp;amp; Free Sweep, 1967. Colored pencil on paper. Photo by Cathy Carver. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alan Saret: Gang Drawings&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.nysun.com/article/69721"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is reviewed in The New York Sun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here for previous reviews in &lt;a href="http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2007/11/alan-saret-gang-drawings-is-reviewed-in.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The New York Times&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2007/12/alan-saret-gang-drawings-in-time-out-ny.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time Out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2007/11/alan-saret-gang-drawings-in-new-yorker.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The New Yorker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-2902876054128974077?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/2902876054128974077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/2902876054128974077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2008/01/alan-saret-in-new-york-sun.html' title='Alan Saret:Gang Drawings in The New York Sun'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-1821120619522942830</id><published>2008-01-03T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T12:47:36.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Raymond Tallis writes &lt;a href="http://www.prospect-magazine.co.uk/article_details.php?id=9972"&gt;on the "intellectual revolution" sparked by the pre-Socratic philosopher Parmenides &lt;/a&gt;[the subject of his &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Enduring-Significance-Parmenides-Continuum-Philosophy/dp/082649952X"&gt;forthcoming book&lt;/a&gt;] in &lt;em&gt;Prospect&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One attraction of Parmenides is that you can read his complete surviving works in 15 minutes. His arguments are set out in On Nature, a rather prosaic poem of which only 150 lines survive. The heart of his case is in Fragments 3, 6 and 8, where he sets out a worldview that even by the standards of philosophy is, as Aristotle said, "near to madness." His central argument is so quick that if you blink, you will miss it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It goes as follows. That which is not, is not. "What-is-not" does not exist. Since anything that comes into being must arise out of what-is-not, objects, states of affairs and so on cannot come into being. Likewise, they cannot pass away, because in order to do so they would have to enter the realm of what-is-not. Since it does not exist, what-is-not cannot be the womb of generation, or the tomb of that which perishes. The no-longer and the not-yet are variants of what-is-not, and so the past and future do not exist either. Change, then, is impossible. Equally, multiplicity is unreal. The empty space necessary to separate one object from another would be another example of what-is-not. And since things cannot be anything to a greater or lesser degree—this would require what-is to be mixed with the diluting effect of what-is-not—the universe must be homogeneous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;---------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pascal Dusapin&lt;/strong&gt; discusses his sixth opera &lt;em&gt;Faustus, The Last Night&lt;/em&gt; on the occasion of its production in Lyon last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uFXlTqMKJCM&amp;amp;rel=" color1="0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=" border="1" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-1821120619522942830?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/1821120619522942830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/1821120619522942830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2008/01/raymond-tallis-writes-on-intellectual.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-8477331089640318803</id><published>2007-12-03T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T11:26:23.301-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alan Saret: Gang Drawings in Time Out NY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/R1QtqoLnHYI/AAAAAAAAAG0/yVF0EUB08Ag/s1600-R/tony_logo_small_new.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139783285100453250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/R1QtqoLnHYI/AAAAAAAAAG0/dSO96NeV9j0/s320/tony_logo_small_new.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alan Saret, “Gang Drawings”&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In 10th-century Japan, a new phonetic shorthand, kana, evolved as an alternative to Chinese script. Unsuitable for business transactions because of its informal nature, but singular for its ability to convey great emotion, kana became the lexical choice of poets; it is the language in which The Tale of Genji, the oldest recorded romance, is written. To walk into the Alan Saret exhibition, “Gang Drawings,” comprising works on paper and wire sculptures spanning the ’60s to the present, is to experience a similar divergence of his work from the language of Minimalism and witness the creation of a new set of morphemes that form the basis of his unique and exceedingly expressive visual vocabulary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All of the drawings in the show were made by pulling, pushing, dragging or shimmying fistfuls of colored pencils across the page. The resulting groupings of lines connote landscapes, hair clots, scattered grasses; all are clearly part of an experimentation with the drawn mark as base unit of visual language, an effort mirrored in titles that often consist of made-up words. Saret’s contribution to Postminimalism is the simple marriage of process to the infinitely variable hand gesture, and is elegantly epitomized in one of the earliest dated drawings in the show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Called Half Circles and Sweep Circuit (1967), the work may be a nod to Saret’s interest in architecture and engineering. The ingress and egress of marks to and from a sort of racetrack form is balanced sublimely by the sensitivity of stroke, and the ever-so-slight violence of surrounding staccato traces. This willingness to probe the roots of a way of communicating still registers with freshness and force today.—&lt;em&gt;Tova Carlin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-8477331089640318803?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/8477331089640318803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/8477331089640318803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2007/12/alan-saret-gang-drawings-in-time-out-ny.html' title='Alan Saret: Gang Drawings in Time Out NY'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/R1QtqoLnHYI/AAAAAAAAAG0/dSO96NeV9j0/s72-c/tony_logo_small_new.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-4061770213839328945</id><published>2007-11-27T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T12:16:25.314-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alan Saret: Gang Drawings in The New Yorker</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALAN SARET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The mechanics of Saret’s “Gang Drawings” are deceptively simple: a fistful (a “gang”) of colored pencils produce clusters of synchronized, multihued marks. The images, which evoke swarming paramecia or swirling cosmic dust, project a joyous, concentrated energy—Saret’s habit of using the word “ensoulment” in his titles feels earned. (Two sculptures of tangled wire, the artist’s signature medium, recapitulate the gang forms in three dimensions.) Dating from 1967 to the present, the drawings are a testament to Saret’s stature as a pioneering post-minimalist and to his history as an art-world maverick. Through Feb. 7. (Drawing Center, 35 Wooster St. 212-219-2166.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-4061770213839328945?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/4061770213839328945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/4061770213839328945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2007/11/alan-saret-gang-drawings-in-new-yorker.html' title='Alan Saret: Gang Drawings in The New Yorker'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-4771873402160171528</id><published>2007-11-16T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T11:32:32.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alan Saret: Gang Drawings in the New York Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Alan Saret: Gang Drawings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/11/16/arts/design/16gall.html"&gt;is reviewed in the NYT Times&lt;/a&gt; today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-4771873402160171528?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/4771873402160171528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/4771873402160171528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2007/11/alan-saret-gang-drawings-is-reviewed-in.html' title='Alan Saret: Gang Drawings in the New York Times'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-6615707389357732425</id><published>2007-11-07T20:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T12:53:28.381-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alan Saret and Kirstine Roepstorff at The Drawing Center</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan Saret: Gang Drawings &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curated by João Ribas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://drawingcenter.pmailus.com/pmailweb/ct?d=D3LrOABzAAn-----AAF6Yg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: none"&gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1027" style="WIDTH: 385px; HEIGHT: 231px" height="253" alt="Alan Saret, Three Circles Rules &amp;amp; Free Sweep, 1967. Colored pencil on paper. Photo by Cathy Carver.&amp;#13;&amp;#10;" src="http://images.patronmail.com/pmailemailimages/324/96866/articles_9.jpg" width="468" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Alan Saret, Three Circles Rules &amp;amp; Free Sweep, 1967. Colored pencil on paper. Photo by Cathy Carver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please join us for the opening reception on Thursday, November 8, 6-8 pm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From November 9, 2007 to February 7, 2008, The Drawing Center will present Alan Saret: Gang Drawings, the first major museum exhibition of the pioneering artist’s work in nearly two decades. Saret is an important figure in the history of Post-Minimal art and was a vital part of the SoHo alternative art scene in the late 1960s and early 1970s. The exhibition will trace the evolution of Saret's process-based experimentation with drawing, including approximately thirty “Gang Drawings,” made with fistfuls (“gangs”) of colored pencils swept across the page, spanning from the late 1960s to the present. Organized in close collaboration with the artist, Alan Saret: Gang Drawings aims to reveal Saret's influence on a generation of postwar American artists and his contributions to the alternative arts movement, and will feature never-before-seen work from Saret's personal archive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exhibition will be accompanied by Drawing Papers 73, a 16-page edition of The Drawing Center's publication series featuring essays by Klaus Kertess , Curator, Museum of Contemporary Art Detroit , and Johanna Burton, critic and art historian, as well as color images of works in the exhibition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be a free Gallery Talk on Saturday, December 1 at 4:00 pm with curator João Ribas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kirstine Roepstorff: It's Not the Eye of the Needle that Changed—The Time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curated by João Ribas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://drawingcenter.pmailus.com/pmailweb/ct?d=D3LrOABzAA7-----AAF6Yg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: none"&gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1028" height="300" alt="Kirstine Roepstorff, One Dictator, 2007. Mixed-media collage-fabric, paper, and foil mounted on cardboard, 67 x 43 inches. © Kirstine Roepstorff, courtesy Peres Projects, Los Angeles Berlin. Photograph by Hans-Georg Gaul. " src="http://images.patronmail.com/pmailemailimages/324/96866/articles_14.jpg" width="201" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Kirstine Roepstorff, One Dictator, 2007. Mixed-media collage–fabric, paper, and foil mounted on cardboard, 67 x 43 inches. © Kirstine Roepstorff, courtesy Peres Projects, Los Angeles Berlin . Photograph by Hans-Georg Gaul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please join us for the opening reception on Thursday, November 8, 6-8 pm&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From November 9, 2007 through February 7, 2008, the Drawing Room will present an exhibition of new work by Berlin-based artist, Kirstine Roepstorff. Featuring the artist’s signature use of the medium of collage to confront the tension between political identity and individual desire, the exhibition will consist of twelve works ranging in size from 8 x 10 inches to a labor-intensive 12-foot installation mounted directly on the gallery wall. It's Not the Eye of the Needle that Changed--The Time will be the artist's first solo museum exhibition in North America .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through a working method that Roepstorff calls “approprio-arranging,” the artist sews, glues, pins, and weaves together photocopies, fabrics, glitter, paper, and images appropriated from magazines and newspapers to construct a poetic, post-feminist narrative. Roepstorff's work addresses issues such as the failure of collective social projects, consumerism, and contemporary gender politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exhibition will be accompanied by Drawing Papers 74 featuring an essay by art critic Daniel Kunitz and images of the new series of works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, November 10 at 4:00 pm, there will be a gallery talk with the artist in the Drawing Room. Admission is free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-6615707389357732425?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/6615707389357732425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/6615707389357732425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2007/11/alan-saret-gang-drawings-curated-by-joo.html' title='Alan Saret and Kirstine Roepstorff at The Drawing Center'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-6180340335656469419</id><published>2007-10-12T08:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T12:59:20.924-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jon Kessler: Works on Paper in the NY Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Jon Kessler: Works on Paper&lt;/em&gt; is &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/10/12/arts/design/12gall.html?_r=1&amp;amp;ref=arts&amp;amp;pagewanted=all"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reviewed in the NY Times&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;For reviews in &lt;strong&gt;The New York Sun&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;The New Yorker&lt;/strong&gt;, click&lt;strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.nysun.com/article/63975"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2007/10/jon-kessler-works-on-paper-in-new.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-6180340335656469419?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/6180340335656469419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/6180340335656469419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2007/10/jon-kessler-works-on-paper-in-ny-times.html' title='Jon Kessler: Works on Paper in the NY Times'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-5406854179666045410</id><published>2007-10-10T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T15:15:19.449-04:00</updated><title type='text'>William Anastasi: Raw in Artforum</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;William Anastasi: Raw&lt;/strong&gt; is reviewed &lt;a href="http://www.artforum.com/inprint/id=15858"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in the current issue of Artforum.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The show was previously &lt;a href="http://artforum.com/print.php?id=15474&amp;amp;pn=picks&amp;amp;action=print"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a critic's pick by Cecilia Alemani on Artforum.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="picks15474"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;William Anastasi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DRAWING ROOM, THE DRAWING CENTER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;40 Wooster Street&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;April 21–July 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open('/img.php?url=%2Fuploads%2Fupload.000%2Fid15474%2Fpicksimg.jpg&amp;amp;width=243&amp;amp;height=400&amp;amp;caption=%3Ci%3EIssue%3C%2Fi%3E+%28detail%29%2C+1966%2F2007%2C+plaster%2C+156+x+4+1%2F2+x+1%2F4%26quot%3B.', '_blank', 'width=263,height=500,resizable=yes');return false;" href="http://artforum.com/print.php?id=15474&amp;amp;pn=picks&amp;amp;action=print#id15474" name="id15474"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Rw0j-BR_RrI/AAAAAAAAAGs/P26KCBTYa0o/s1600-h/picksimg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119787899792869042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Rw0j-BR_RrI/AAAAAAAAAGs/P26KCBTYa0o/s320/picksimg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Issue (detail), 1966/2007, plaster, 156 x 4 1/2 x 1/4".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Located at the intersection of Minimalism, instructional art, and process-oriented practices, William Anastasi’s works find endless formal possibilities in the most prosaic materials. This exhibition explores the expanded notion of drawing through re-creations of seminal pieces from the 1960s that transform the room’s physical characteristics either gently or dramatically. Issue, 1966/2007, consists of a four-and-a-half-inch-wide vertical strip that cuts a gallery wall from floor to ceiling. By chipping away the superficial layers of paint and plaster with chisel and hammer, the work strips the wall bare and turns it into a kind of archaeological site, revealing the gallery's countless lives. The debris is neatly organized on the floor, arranged to resemble a loose continuation of the line cut from the wall. Untitled, 1966/2007, is the result of simple instructions: “With a small cup soberly pour one gallon of paint against a wall as near the ceiling as possible.” A thick, slimy line of black enamel cleaves the wall in two. A delicate balance between material and shape is achieved also in whowasit youwasit propped II, 1965, in which one aluminum beam perches precariously atop another in an unstable ballet that resembles Richard Serra’s syntax but is deprived of that artist’s aggressiveness. Anastasi injects levity into these everyday raw materials, creating a vibrant symphony in which lines, surfaces, and matter resonate in unison.&lt;br /&gt;—Cecilia Alemani&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-5406854179666045410?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5406854179666045410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5406854179666045410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2007/10/william-anastasi-raw-in-artforum.html' title='William Anastasi: Raw in Artforum'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Rw0j-BR_RrI/AAAAAAAAAGs/P26KCBTYa0o/s72-c/picksimg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-5307862205995034995</id><published>2007-10-04T08:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T15:13:39.151-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jon Kessler: Works on Paper in The New York Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Jon Kessler: Works on Paper&lt;/em&gt; at The Drawing Center is reviewed today in &lt;a href="http://www.nysun.com/article/63975?access=656228"&gt;The New York Sun&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-5307862205995034995?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5307862205995034995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5307862205995034995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2007/10/jon-kessler-works-on-paper-in-new-york.html' title='Jon Kessler: Works on Paper in The New York Sun'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-6654151172727859477</id><published>2007-10-03T22:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T22:08:21.204-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jon Kessler: Works on Paper in The New Yorker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/RwRLAhR_RpI/AAAAAAAAAGc/KkVzcYt-ir8/s1600-h/2007-The-New-Yorker-Kessler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/RwRLAhR_RpI/AAAAAAAAAGc/KkVzcYt-ir8/s320/2007-The-New-Yorker-Kessler.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117297548905629330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-6654151172727859477?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/6654151172727859477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/6654151172727859477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2007/10/jon-kessler-works-on-paper-in-new.html' title='Jon Kessler: Works on Paper in The New Yorker'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/RwRLAhR_RpI/AAAAAAAAAGc/KkVzcYt-ir8/s72-c/2007-The-New-Yorker-Kessler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-3351176641393178683</id><published>2007-09-26T08:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T16:27:53.999-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Expanded Cinema in Art Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Rvq_jBR_RoI/AAAAAAAAAGU/sC9JCC6lUm0/s1600-h/2007+Art+Review-Expa#8E320C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114610935192831618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Rvq_jBR_RoI/AAAAAAAAAGU/sC9JCC6lUm0/s320/2007+Art+Review-Expa%238E320C.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-3351176641393178683?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/3351176641393178683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/3351176641393178683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2007/09/expanded-cinema-in-art-review.html' title='Expanded Cinema in Art Review'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Rvq_jBR_RoI/AAAAAAAAAGU/sC9JCC6lUm0/s72-c/2007+Art+Review-Expa%238E320C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-9122106137461101086</id><published>2007-09-03T20:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T21:39:12.305-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nndb.com/people/132/000115784/cyril-connolly-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.nndb.com/people/132/000115784/cyril-connolly-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"At the moment politics are more dangerous to young writers than journalism.....because writers now feel that politics are necessary to them, without having learnt yet how best to be political....writers function in a state of political flux, on the eve of the crisis, rather than in the crisis itself; it is before a war or a revolution that they are listened to and come into their own and it was because they are disillusioned at their impotence during the war that so many became indifferent to political issues after the peace" Cyril Connolly in 1938.&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Iron_law_of_oligarchy"&gt;Iron Law of Oligarchy&lt;/a&gt;, From &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Political Parties; A Sociological Study of the Oligarchical Tendencies of Modern Democracy &lt;/span&gt;written&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;by Robert Michels in 1911:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Organization implies the tendency to oligarchy. &lt;/span&gt;In every organization, whether it be a political party, a professional union, or any other association of the kind, the aristocratic tendency manifests itself very clearly. The mechanism of the organization, while conferring a solidity of structure, induces serious changes in the organized mass, completely inverting the respective positions of the leader and the led. As a result of organization, every party or professional union becomes divided into a minority of directors and a majority of directed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the book &lt;a href="http://www.questia.com/PM.qst?a=o&amp;d=96750768"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Over the last twenty years there has been a systematic campaign to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eliminate any figure of the worker from political space&lt;/span&gt;. "Immigrant" is a word that came to be used at a certain moment in this campaign. For example, one of the first Mitterand governments, the Mauroy government, during the major workers' strikes at Flins, at Citroen, at Talbot, said that these workers were in fact immigrants who were not really integrated into French social reality. The category  "immigrant"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;has been systematically substituted for the category 'worker', only to be supplanted in its turn by the category of the 'clandestine' or illegal alien&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; First workers, then immigrants, then illegal aliens. If we insist that we are actually talking about workers--and whether they have worked, are working, or  no longer work, doesn't represent a subjective difference----it is to struggle against this unceasing effort to erase any political reference to the figure of the worker."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                                                              Alain Badiou&lt;/span&gt; in a 1998 interview.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alexander Cockburn &lt;/span&gt;on "&lt;a href="http://www.newleftreview.org/?page=article&amp;view=2677"&gt;Whatever Happened to the Anti-War Movement?&lt;/a&gt;":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"America right now is ‘anti-war’, in the sense that about two thirds of the people think the occupation of Iraq is a bad business and the troops should come home. Anti-war sentiment was a major factor in the success of the Democrats in last November’s elections, when they recaptured Congress. The irony is that this sharp disillusion of the voters owes almost nothing to any anti-war movement. To say the anti-war movement is dead would be an overstatement, but not by a large margin. Compared to kindred movements in the 1960s and early 1970s, or to the struggles against Reagan’s wars in Central America in the late 1980s, it is certainly inert."&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/RtyzI0k_BQI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CsckZ6qJWkU/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/RtyzI0k_BQI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CsckZ6qJWkU/s200/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106153041665393922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4R-0zt_T_4M"&gt;This film portrait of Stravinsky en route to Berlin&lt;/a&gt; brought me back to &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;a passage from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                    Memories and Commentaries&lt;/span&gt;, by Stravinsky and Robert Craft:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"World War II had broken out in Europe when Stravinsky next entered New York harbour in September 1939 on a ship overcrowded with refugees. The steamer, the SS &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Manhattan, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;sailing from Bordeaux, was so thronged that he was obliged to share a cabin with six others, even though all seven had paid for private accommodation. Toscanini was on board, too, but they did not meet. The fiery Italian has&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; refused to enter his cabin, since it also bunked six other passengers. Apparently he slept in the lounge. (More than thirty years later, one of Stravinsky's cabin mates, from Cleveland, returned a shirt that the composer had loaned him during the voyage.)&lt;br /&gt;      Unaware that Stravinsky was not seeking asylum in the country---he had a return ticket in his valise---the Immigration official who interviewed him asked the most startling question of his life: ' Do you want to change your name?' When Stravinsky laughed, the official said, "Well, most of them do.' Stravinsky himself, of course, had not remotely supposed that his intended stay for a few months would last until 1951. "&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;/span&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Rty2h0k_BRI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Ie0KktG1f1s/s1600-h/big_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Rty2h0k_BRI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Ie0KktG1f1s/s200/big_6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106156769697006866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/"&gt;Expanded Cinema&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is finally back with a post on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alexandr Hackenschmied&lt;/span&gt; [of a rare film of his to have survived World War II]. Recent posts include &lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2007/05/jean-marie-straub-and-daniele-huillet.html"&gt;Jean-Marie Straub and Daniele Huillet&lt;/a&gt;, and&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2007/04/joris-ivens-wmannus-franken.html"&gt; Joris Ivens&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-9122106137461101086?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/9122106137461101086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/9122106137461101086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2007/09/at-moment-politics-are-more-dangerous.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/RtyzI0k_BQI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CsckZ6qJWkU/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-8728958295751941578</id><published>2007-07-23T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T15:59:32.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Economy Reviewed in Time Out New York</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/RqUILCTwSrI/AAAAAAAAAF0/vRql5EzKgy8/s1600-h/2007-TONY-New-Economy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090483939503524530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/RqUILCTwSrI/AAAAAAAAAF0/vRql5EzKgy8/s400/2007-TONY-New-Economy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-economy-reviewed-in-time-out-new.html' title='New Economy Reviewed in Time Out New York'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/RqUILCTwSrI/AAAAAAAAAF0/vRql5EzKgy8/s72-c/2007-TONY-New-Economy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-2285731742817805500</id><published>2007-07-15T23:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T23:16:37.417-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Economy Reviewed on Artforum.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/RpribalE6JI/AAAAAAAAAFk/sy9wL_5vKxU/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" 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href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2007/06/in-defense-of-ardor-in-time-out-new.html' title='In Defense of Ardor in Time Out, New Yorker'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/RnmM7PBma6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/QQl76yyVrBo/s72-c/2007+Time+Out+NY-Ardor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-2795686981138301108</id><published>2007-06-19T08:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T16:29:40.597-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In Defense of Ardor in The New York Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/RmnD8vBma4I/AAAAAAAAAE0/3CJV7Ecp2GA/s1600-h/2007-NYTimes-(Ardor)-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073801903392320386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/RmnD8vBma4I/AAAAAAAAAE0/3CJV7Ecp2GA/s320/2007-NYTimes-(Ardor)-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-2795686981138301108?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/2795686981138301108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/2795686981138301108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2007/06/in-defense-of-ardor-in-new-york-times.html' title='In Defense of Ardor in The New York Times'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/RmnD8vBma4I/AAAAAAAAAE0/3CJV7Ecp2GA/s72-c/2007-NYTimes-(Ardor)-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-7742716745127337504</id><published>2007-06-19T00:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T16:45:09.297-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Film Screenings in conjunction with New Economy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: arial"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.10bim.ch/00docs/images/2003/bim10/akerman_de_l_autre_cote.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.10bim.ch/00docs/images/2003/bim10/akerman_de_l_autre_cote.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.10bim.ch/00docs/images/2003/bim10/akerman_de_l_autre_cote.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: arial"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: arial"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: arial"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: arial"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: arial"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: arial"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: arial"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: arial"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: arial"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: arial"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: arial"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.10bim.ch/00docs/images/2003/bim10/akerman_de_l_autre_cote.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.10bim.ch/00docs/images/2003/bim10/akerman_de_l_autre_cote.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial"&gt;Anthology Film Archives, Tuesday, June &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19 and Thursday, July 5, 7:30 pm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.10bim.ch/00docs/images/2003/bim10/akerman_de_l_autre_cote.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.10bim.ch/00docs/images/2003/bim10/akerman_de_l_autre_cote.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.10bim.ch/00docs/images/2003/bim10/akerman_de_l_autre_cote.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.10bim.ch/00docs/images/2003/bim10/akerman_de_l_autre_cote.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Chantal Akerman's &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;From The Other Side &lt;/span&gt;is being screened at Anthology Film Archives on Tuesday, June 19 and Thursday, July 5&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in conjunction with the &lt;a href="http://www.artistsspace.org/exhibitions/current.html"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;New Economy&lt;/span&gt; exhibition I've curated at Artists Space&lt;/a&gt;, on view from June 15 to July 28. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.10bim.ch/00docs/images/2003/bim10/akerman_de_l_autre_cote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://www.10bim.ch/00docs/images/2003/bim10/akerman_de_l_autre_cote.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Chantal Akerman FROM THE OTHER SIDE / DE L'AUTRE CÔTÉ 2002, 99 minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;In English and Spanish with English subtitles.&lt;br /&gt;The story is old as the hills, yet every day it continues to unfold, every day more terribly. Sometimes poor people, in an attempt to survive, risk their lives and leave everything behind to live elsewhere. But they're not wanted elsewhere. And if they are wanted it's for their labor, to do jobs that no one wants to do. In FROM THE OTHER SIDE, elsewhere is the United States and the poor are mostly Mexicans. Renowned filmmaker Chantal Akerman shifts her focus between the border towns of Agua Prieta, Sonora, where people from all over Mexico wait in limbo before crossing over, and neighboring Douglas, Arizona, a town ringed by mountains and desert plains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anthology Film Archives&lt;br /&gt;32 Second Avenue (at Second Street)&lt;br /&gt;Telephone: (212) 505-5181&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-7742716745127337504?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/7742716745127337504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/7742716745127337504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2007/06/special-film-screenings-in-conjunction.html' title='Special Film Screenings in conjunction with New Economy'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-4527526083503227914</id><published>2007-05-31T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T12:40:15.078-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Rl751Jzzf2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/GQVRoBUVV8g/s1600-h/artistsspace-logo03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070764922027343714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Rl751Jzzf2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/GQVRoBUVV8g/s400/artistsspace-logo03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.artistsspace.org/exhibitions/2007/new_economy/NEWCOL_001.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Economy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 15 – July 28, 2007&lt;br /&gt;Curated by João Ribas&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chantal Akerman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kader Attia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ursula Biemann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mike Bouchet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heath Bunting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Los Carpinteros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Carolina Caycedo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Daniel Dewar &amp;amp; Grégory Gicquel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Harun Farocki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eva and Franco Mattes a.k.a. 0100101110101101.ORG&lt;br /&gt;Cildo Meireles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Henrik Plenge Jakobsen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oliver Ressler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Joe Scanlan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Santiago Sierra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rirkrit Tiravanija&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Milica Tomic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Donelle Woolford&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;New Economy&lt;/em&gt; looks at the nature of artistic practice in today’s global information economy, defined by an emphasis on immaterial and knowledge-based production. In addressing notions of artistic labor in the postindustrial economic order, the exhibition also focuses on artists dealing with the social conditions and redefinitions of work implicit in a post-Fordist economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The term “New Economy” entered into circulation in the 1990s to define a knowledge-based form of late capitalism, heralding the productive power of information and communication technology as the engine of global markets. The 'informatisation' of production served as a catalyst for a flexible economic model favoring ideas, services, and sociability over inert commodities and industrial labor. As capital seemingly dematerialized—with knowledge workers, information, and communication at its center—industrial economies looked to downsizing, outsourcing, and structural underemployment, resulting in a correlative ‘remapping’ of labor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet if the information-based model of postindustrial society values communication, creativity, and social relationships, what is the role of artistic practice in this political economy? Do artists function as migrant laborers, moving from biennial to biennial producing a form of ‘artisanalized’ information? Is studio practice a localized form of resistance to immaterial production? Is there any political agency in artists being positioned directly in contrast to the marginal elements of the body politic, afforded rights, such as that of circulation, denied to other political subjects?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Economy takes these concerns as reflected in the artistic practice of the last decade. Whether in reassessing the value of industrial production, disrupting established economic patterns and proposing alternatives, emphasizing both the pre-industrial and informational quality of artistic labor, embracing mobility as socially progressive through the transnational character of post-studio work, revealing the disparities of our supposed ‘frictionless’ economy, or highlighting the commodification of social relationships over democratic processes, the artists in New Economy reflect the complex character of post-Fordist society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Image: Henrik Plenge Jakobsen, The Wealth of Nations and Das Kapital, 2004, dimensions variable, courtesy the artist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-4527526083503227914?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/4527526083503227914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/4527526083503227914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-economy-june-15-july-28-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Rl751Jzzf2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/GQVRoBUVV8g/s72-c/artistsspace-logo03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-4049088584694638931</id><published>2007-05-29T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T00:45:22.785-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/RlxDvZzzf0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/ub2P9fZQTBM/s1600-h/Installation+View_East.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070001762173419330" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/RlxDvZzzf0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/ub2P9fZQTBM/s400/Installation+View_East.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be &lt;a href="http://www.drawingcenter.org/events_public_01.cfm"&gt;in conversation with artist &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drawingcenter.org/events_public_01.cfm"&gt;William Anastasi &lt;/a&gt;at &lt;strong&gt;The Drawing Center&lt;/strong&gt;, this Thursday, &lt;strong&gt;May 31&lt;/strong&gt;, at &lt;strong&gt;6:30 PM,&lt;/strong&gt; as part of the exhibition &lt;a class="doclinks" href="http://www.drawingcenter.org/exh_current.cfm?exh=346"&gt;William Anastasi: Raw&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-4049088584694638931?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/4049088584694638931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/4049088584694638931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-will-be-in-conversation-with-artist.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/RlxDvZzzf0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/ub2P9fZQTBM/s72-c/Installation+View_East.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-6465317560153666561</id><published>2007-05-17T01:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T23:15:44.239-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In Defense of Ardor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Rkvp-pzzfyI/AAAAAAAAAEM/fIxSGtb6yHU/s1600-h/download.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 156px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Rkvp-pzzfyI/AAAAAAAAAEM/fIxSGtb6yHU/s320/download.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065399468492554018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In Defense of Ardor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curated by João Ribas and Becky Smith&lt;br /&gt;May 24th to June 30th, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Opening reception Thursday May 24th, 6-8 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julieta Aranda&lt;br /&gt;Johanna Billing&lt;br /&gt;Colby Bird&lt;br /&gt;Nathalie Djurberg&lt;br /&gt;Dana Frankfort&lt;br /&gt;Jutta Koether&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan Meese&lt;br /&gt;Otto Muehl&lt;br /&gt;Michael Queenland&lt;br /&gt;Jacob Robichaux&lt;br /&gt;Jessica Stockholder&lt;br /&gt;Kirsten Stoltmann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the point of art that does nothing but “dramatize how dark and stupid everything is” [David Foster Wallace]? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Defense of Ardor &lt;/span&gt;proposes a contrast to insipid notions of irony, unremitting cynicism, and pessimistic detachment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irony has been narrowly defined—and partly misappropriated—as a kind of ideological malaise, a willful displacing of affect in return for absolute neutrality and arrogant negativity. The result is a “hatred that winks and nudges you and pretends it's just kidding.” Yet lost in this torpor of ironic detachment are engaged forms of productive irony and ardor, in sharp contrast to the ineffectual character of the corrosive cynicism now taken as normative. What of the irony of Kierkegaard, Schlegel or Thomas Mann, directed at barbarism seeking to destroy liberal values? Or as Adam Zagajewski suggests after Wallace, the tragic, poetic, and parodic resistance of &lt;a href="http://poesie.webnet.fr/poemes/France/mallarme/51.html"&gt;ardor&lt;/a&gt;, or the progressive function of engaged artistic practice defined by failure, ideological fervor, or exhortation? Can sincere commitment, feverish engagement, or poetic intensity be productive in the era of the mass democracy of taste, where irony is no longer the language of power inverted, but rather, the vulgate of complacency and consensus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether by reassessing the legacies of radical avant-gardes and a willful lapse into puritanical ethics (Michael Queenland); the collective stasis of democratic politics in an administered society (Julieta Aranda, Johanna Billing); the need for self-actualization and the irony of authenticity (Colby Bird); the progressive function of play (Jacob Robichaux); the poetic intensity of form and material (Jutta Koether, Jessica Stockholder); the aesthetics of earnestness and sincerity (Dana Frankfort, Kirsten Stoltmann); or the transgressive states of Dionysian or “Id-ridden” intensity (Nathalie Djurberg, Jonathan Meese, Otto Muehl), the artists in the exhibition set out a variety of means to contrast the corrosive, enervating effect of cynical reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Defense of Ardor &lt;/span&gt;is the final installment of a three part series of exhibitions at Bellwether titled &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Mallarmé Propositions&lt;/span&gt;. The other exhibitions in the series were &lt;a href="http://www.bellwethergallery.com/upcoming_01.cfm?fid=323"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dice Thrown (Will Never Annul Chance)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;(October-November 2006) and &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.bellwethergallery.com/archive_01.cfm?fid=349"&gt;Aspects, Forms, &amp;amp; Figures&lt;/a&gt; (February-March 2007). Click &lt;a href="http://www.bellwethergallery.com/upcoming_01.cfm?fid=390"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more information.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-6465317560153666561?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/6465317560153666561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/6465317560153666561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2007/05/notes-and-queries.html' title='In Defense of Ardor'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Rkvp-pzzfyI/AAAAAAAAAEM/fIxSGtb6yHU/s72-c/download.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-1561890533494420890</id><published>2007-03-25T22:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T23:09:32.219-04:00</updated><title type='text'>$960,000+</title><content type='html'>Please join us for the opening of "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$960,000+&lt;/span&gt;" the SVA MFA Thesis Show on Tuesday, March 27th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Rgc0hCxrvsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/qSFuP-WhVZk/s1600-h/boatflyer_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Rgc0hCxrvsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/qSFuP-WhVZk/s320/boatflyer_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046059649777516226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$960,000+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Curated by João Ribas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Visual Arts Gallery at 601 West 26th Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;March 23 - April 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reception: Tuesday, March 27, 6 - 8pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 23 - April 7, 2007&lt;br /&gt;Reception: Tuesday, March 27, 6 - 8pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Rgc1DixrvtI/AAAAAAAAAEA/4fIZhJ12pMg/s1600-h/log112x116sva.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Rgc1DixrvtI/AAAAAAAAAEA/4fIZhJ12pMg/s320/log112x116sva.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046060242483003090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The School of Visual Arts (SVA) presents “&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$960,000+&lt;/span&gt;,” the second of two thesis exhibitions featuring drawing, painting, video, animation and site-specific installations by graduating MFA Fine Arts Department students. “$960,000+” is curated by New York-based curator and critic João Ribas and includes work by brianelectro, Eun Woo Cho, Michael Egan, Nikolas Gambaroff, Miryana Gligoric, Hadassa Goldvicht, Yu-Sheng Ho, Sung Hee Jang, Crisman Liverman, Jason Losh, Lara Star Martini, Ann Oren, Lai-Chung Poon, Ryan Sullivan, Kristen Wykret and Yejin Yoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exhibition’s title refers to the combined living and educational expenses of the participating artists, estimated at $60,000 per person. Intended to call attention to the economics of making and distributing art and the current climate for emerging artists, the title grew out of discussion among the artists and curator in preparation for the exhibition. Their discussion continues in a blog of the same name, http://960000.blogspot.com/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;João Ribas is curator of contemporary exhibitions at The Drawing Center. He has curated several group exhibitions in the U.S. and abroad including: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aspects, Forms and Figures&lt;/span&gt;, Bellwether, 2007 (with Becky Smith); &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dice Thrown (Will Never Annul Chance)&lt;/span&gt;, Bellwether, 2006; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Means Without End&lt;/span&gt;, Guild and Greyshkul, 2005. He has been a visiting critic and lecturer at SVA, New Art Dealers Alliance, the International Art Critics Association, the National Academy Museum and the Bronx Museum of the Arts. Ribas has written on art, film and literature for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The New York Sun&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Art Review&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time Out New York&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flash Art&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PAPER&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tema Celeste&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Art + Auction&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Artnet.com&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ARTnews&lt;/span&gt; and other publications.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-1561890533494420890?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/1561890533494420890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/1561890533494420890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2007/03/960000.html' title='$960,000+'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Rgc0hCxrvsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/qSFuP-WhVZk/s72-c/boatflyer_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-336352556200327285</id><published>2007-03-05T00:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T00:21:00.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aspects, Forms, and Figures in the NYT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Reuopg8GCUI/AAAAAAAAADw/b4PlSFxtjQw/s1600-h/ShowLetter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Reuopg8GCUI/AAAAAAAAADw/b4PlSFxtjQw/s320/ShowLetter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038306039314123074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-336352556200327285?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/336352556200327285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/336352556200327285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2007/03/aspects-forms-and-figures-in-nyt.html' title='Aspects, Forms, and Figures in the NYT'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Reuopg8GCUI/AAAAAAAAADw/b4PlSFxtjQw/s72-c/ShowLetter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-694717381630517696</id><published>2007-02-09T21:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T23:22:50.762-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Artecapital.net&lt;/span&gt; has published &lt;a href="http://www.artecapital.net/entrevistas.php?entrevista=20"&gt;an interview&lt;/a&gt; with me by painter &lt;a href="http://www.re-title.com/artists/cv/Ana-Cardoso.asp"&gt;Ana Cardoso&lt;/a&gt;, [for a translated version &lt;a href="http://artecapitalinterview.blogspot.com/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;].&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-694717381630517696?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/694717381630517696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/694717381630517696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2007/02/artecapital.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-7693035259000826300</id><published>2007-02-04T14:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T22:05:30.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aspects, Forms, and Figures</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;  ASPECTS, FORMS, AND FIGURES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  Curated by João Ribas &amp; Becky Smith&lt;br /&gt;Bellwether&lt;br /&gt;134 Tenth Avenue, New York, NY 10011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;February 8th-March 10th, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Opening reception February 8, 6-8 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Rb5rqhNOLSI/AAAAAAAAADk/LBYEULkJjZM/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 292px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Rb5rqhNOLSI/AAAAAAAAADk/LBYEULkJjZM/s320/image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025572612404555042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol Bove&lt;br /&gt;Aaron Curry&lt;br /&gt;Christopher Deeton&lt;br /&gt;Jack Goldstein&lt;br /&gt;Jonah Groeneboer&lt;br /&gt;Alice Könitz&lt;br /&gt;Adelina Lopes&lt;br /&gt;Anthony Pearson&lt;br /&gt;Nathan Mabry&lt;br /&gt;John McCracken&lt;br /&gt;Stephen G. Rhodes&lt;br /&gt;Emily Sundblad&lt;br /&gt;Gordon Terry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Aspects, Forms, and Figures’ looks to the archaic, noumenal, and totemic character of form. Rather than literal or phenomenological readings, it proposes aspects of form beyond phenomena yet present only in form itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can form be a figure of the numinous, where objects of human labor are filled with a sense of immanence, of being wholly ‘other’? As Karl Marx writes in Capital:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The form of wood is altered if a table is made out of it. Nevertheless the table continues to be wood, an ordinary, sensuous thing, But as soon as it emerges as a commodity, it changes into a thing which transcends sensuousness. It not only stands with its feet on the ground, but, in relation to all other commodities, it stands on its head, and evolves out of its wooden brain grotesque ideas, far more wonderful than if it were to begin dancing of its own free will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The roots of the “numinous” do not relate directly to magic, but to a realm of knowledge beyond the empirical: ineffable knowledge only partly manifested in visible or quantifiable phenomena. This aspect emerges through form, and only through form can it be apprehended or intoned, even if this “thing-in-itself” remains radically unknowable. It takes many guises, from atavistic and archaic forms (Christopher Deeton, John McCracken, Nathan Mabry), to the Kantian noumenon and the immanence to objects and places (Adelina Lopes, Anthony Pearson, Emily Sundblad), the 'dark matter' of the universe (Jonah Groeneboer, Jack Goldstein), ontology and metaphysics (Gordon Terry, Aaron Curry), commodity-form and reification (Carol Bove, Alice Könitz), dialectical materialism (Stephen G. Rhodes), and the philosophical concern with aesthetics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond a means to resist literal or phenomenological readings of form, what is revealed in this noumenal aspect is that meaning is a glimpse of ‘other’ knowledge, making the art object a sensuous thing both supra-sensible and social—even if anachronistic in a society that renders such metaphysics meaningless, not to mention useless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-7693035259000826300?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/7693035259000826300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/7693035259000826300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2007/01/aspects-forms-and-figures.html' title='Aspects, Forms, and Figures'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/Rb5rqhNOLSI/AAAAAAAAADk/LBYEULkJjZM/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-9212894163540083121</id><published>2007-02-04T14:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T03:09:30.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Expanded Cinema</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/"&gt;Expanded Cinema&lt;/a&gt; has new posts with work by &lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2007/01/abbas-kiarostami.html"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Abbas Kiarostami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2007/01/mara-mattuschka.html"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Mara Mattuschka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and an early abstract short by &lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2007/01/walter-ruttmann.html"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Walter Ruttmann.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the filmmakers and artists included so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/11/walerian-borowczyk.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Walerian Borowczyk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/11/toshio-matsumoto.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Toshio Matsumoto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/11/martin-arnold_07.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Martin Arnold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/11/raul-ruiz_07.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Raul Ruiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/11/harun-farocki.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harun Farocki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/11/marie-menken_08.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marie Menken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/11/group-medvedkine.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Groupe Medvedkine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/11/norman-mcclaren.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Norman McLaren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/11/peter-kubelka.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peter Kubelka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/11/georges-schwizgebel.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Georges Schwizgebel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/11/charles-and-ray-eames.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charles and Ray Eames&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/11/viking-eggeling.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Viking Eggeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/11/ed-emshwillers-sunstone-is-pioneering.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ed Emshwiller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/11/joseph-beuys.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joseph Beuys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/11/hollis-frampton.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hollis Frampton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/11/paul-and-marlene-kos.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paul and Marlene Kos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/11/abigail-child.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abigail Child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/11/lutz-mommartz.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lutz Mommartz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/12/owen-land-ne-george-landow.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Owen Land (ne George Landow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/12/len-lye.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Len Lye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/12/popol-vuh.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Popol Vuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post_136.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wojciech Bruszewski&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/12/ren-vinet.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;René Viénet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/12/maya-deren.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maya Deren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/12/wolf-vostell_29.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wolf Vostell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2007/01/ren-laloux.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;René Laloux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2007/01/ren-laloux.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sergei Eisenstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2007/01/peter-tscherkassky.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peter Tscherkassky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2007/01/germaine-dulac.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Germaine Dulac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2007/01/peter-greenaway.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peter Greenaway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2007/01/abbas-kiarostami.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abbas Kiarostami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2007/01/mara-mattuschka.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mara Mattuschka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2007/01/walter-ruttmann.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Walter Ruttmann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-9212894163540083121?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/9212894163540083121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/9212894163540083121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2007/01/expanded-cinema.html' title='Expanded Cinema'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-4505329943286287562</id><published>2007-01-04T09:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T02:39:44.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a review of Giulio Paolini's four-part exhibition--held in the four separate locations of Marian Goodman and Yvon Lambert in Paris and New York--in today's &lt;i&gt;New York Sun&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's my picture of  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 Rue Des Grands Augustins&lt;/span&gt;, the house where the Balzac story takes place, and later Picasso's studio, as I mention in the piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/RZ0QkxRJ7HI/AAAAAAAAABs/lyceKUbFHTE/s1600-h/CIMG1171.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/RZ0QkxRJ7HI/AAAAAAAAABs/lyceKUbFHTE/s320/CIMG1171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016183783847226482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/RZ0TDxRJ7II/AAAAAAAAAB0/Rd810_yusIU/s1600-h/CIMG1187.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/RZ0TDxRJ7II/AAAAAAAAAB0/Rd810_yusIU/s320/CIMG1187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016186515446426754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my review of Robert Morris' last show at Castelli is in&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.artnews.com/issues/issue.asp?ID=10425"&gt; this month's ARTnews.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/"&gt;Expanded Cinema&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;has recent posts with work by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peter Tscherkassky&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sergei Eisenstein&lt;/span&gt; (his first film, from 1923), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;René Laloux&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wolf Vostell&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maya Deren&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;René Viénet&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-4505329943286287562?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/4505329943286287562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/4505329943286287562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-have-review-of-giulio-paolinis-four.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Ap7imtpUPg/RZ0QkxRJ7HI/AAAAAAAAABs/lyceKUbFHTE/s72-c/CIMG1171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-480207125924291872</id><published>2006-11-28T12:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T01:42:38.806-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://beta.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gif'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Posting on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Notes and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Querie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;s has been scarce of late because of other writing, including a recent &lt;a href="http://www.timeout.com/newyork/Details.do?page=1&amp;amp;xyurl=xyl://TONYWebArticles1/581/art/yayoi_kusama.xml"&gt;r&lt;/a&gt;eview of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Yayoi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kusama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.timeout.com/newyork/Details.do?page=1&amp;amp;xyurl=xyl://TONYWebArticles1/581/art/yayoi_kusama.xml"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;at Robert Miller, and pieces for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ARTnews&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;,  The New York Sun, Time Out NY&lt;/i&gt;, and&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;The Guardian's &lt;/i&gt;art &amp;amp; architecture blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.expandedcinema.blogspot.com/"&gt;Expanded Cinema&lt;/a&gt; has been going strong despite the deadlines however, with recent posts on &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/11/lutz-mommartz.html"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Lutz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Mommartz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/11/hollis-frampton.html"&gt;Hollis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Frampton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/2006/11/charles-and-ray-eames.html"&gt;Charles and Ray &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Eames&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://rhizome.org/netartnews/story.rhiz?&amp;amp;timestamp=20061120"&gt;Rhizome.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;recently featured the project:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://expandedcinema.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://rhizome.org/imagebase/netartnews/20061120.gif" valign="top" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;div class="small"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 20, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" class="maintitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   Repeating Cinema's History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; The popularity of online video-sharing sites has led to the ad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hoc&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;curation&lt;/span&gt; of archives and thematic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;reblogs&lt;/span&gt; of all sort. Recently, curator &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Joao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ribas&lt;/span&gt; started Expanded Cinema, a blog that aggregates web-posted archival videos from the history of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;avant&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;garde&lt;/span&gt; cinema, including 'experimental film, early video, and sound-based, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;durational&lt;/span&gt; work.' Choice finds include pieces by Martin Arnold, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Walerian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Borowczyk&lt;/span&gt;, Charles and Ray &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Eames&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Harun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Farocki&lt;/span&gt;, Peter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kubelka&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Toshio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Matsumoto&lt;/span&gt;, and others. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ribas's&lt;/span&gt; comments on the videos often include external links to critical essays or other historical details that help frame the work. Quite often, there is a sense of desire to place the work within a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;timeline&lt;/span&gt; of influences, as in the case of 'Le Vol &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;d'Icare&lt;/span&gt;' (1974), Georges &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Schwizgebel's&lt;/span&gt; 'pioneering animation,' that 'looks more at home today than it ever did in the early 1970s.' In many of the works, there seems to be a tension between the use of film or video as a means of documentation, and as an art practice of its own. The most interesting piece blur the boundaries, as is the case with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Eameses&lt;/span&gt;' '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;SX&lt;/span&gt;-70' (1972), which also meditates on the formal properties of film and video. Once again, focused &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; users are taking art history into their own hands, making '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;playlists&lt;/span&gt;' that elevate works from the status of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hiddenness&lt;/span&gt; or obscurity to central in our imaginations--which to say on our desktop. - James &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Petrie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.antheil.org/art/Georgeautograph.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.antheil.org/art/Georgeautograph.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="byline"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newworldrecords.org/album.cgi?rm=view&amp;amp;album_id=16888"&gt;New World Records&lt;/a&gt; has released a masterful new recording of three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="byline"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;George &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Antheil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pieces performed by pianist &lt;a href="http://www.guylivingston.com/"&gt;Guy Livingston &lt;/a&gt;and the Philadelphia &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Virtousi&lt;/span&gt; Chamber &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ochestra&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dreams&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Piano Concerto No. 2&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Serenade No. 2&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Livingston, a renowned performer and scholar of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Antheil's&lt;/span&gt; music, brings a marked sensitivity and fluidity to the Concerto, which trades the composer's infamously iconoclastic compositional style for a Stravinsky-inflected orchestration and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Bachian&lt;/span&gt; cadences, as well as an intricate toccata &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;deftly&lt;/span&gt; handed by Livingston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The disc also includes two world-premiere recordings, including the lush Serenade from 1948, showcasing both Livingston's dedication to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Antheil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;oeuvre&lt;/span&gt; as well his consummate skill for breathing new life into it.&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Milton Friedman'&lt;/span&gt;s obit &lt;a href="http://politics.guardian.co.uk/economics/story/0,,1950332,00.html"&gt;in the Guardian&lt;/a&gt;: "Milton Friedman, who has died aged 94, was one of the greatest economists of all time. He may come to be included in the same category of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-eminent figures as Adam Smith, Ricardo, Marx and John Maynard Keynes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="byline"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hollinghurst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; writes brilliantly on the "shy, steely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ronald &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Firbank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" (whose novels are neither widely read nor widely available in the US) in the &lt;a href="http://tls.timesonline.co.uk/article/0,,25338-2454703.html"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;TLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Firbank&lt;/span&gt; was never easy to know. He had friends, probably fell in love at least once, but seems temperamentally to have found intimacy very difficult. Because he was so eccentric and so conspicuous, people tended to remember him, his tall, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;slender, immaculately dressed figure, his extraordinary undulating walk, his use, at various times in his life, of not necessarily discreet make-up. Even his friends could feel embarrassed by him; and his admirers have often been prey to ambivalence, the sense that a distance has to be kept from his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;queenery&lt;/span&gt;, from the intensity of a self that is not merely undisguised but insisted on, languidly and nervously. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Firbank’&lt;/span&gt;s deepening and somehow inevitable solitude cannot be over-stressed. He has tended to be seen through a haze of miscellaneous anecdote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; that emphasizes his eccentricity, his curious bo&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ns m&lt;/span&gt;ots, his writhing shyness and his occasional steely boldness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fi&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;rbank a&lt;/span&gt;chieved his highly complex originality not by expansion but by a drastic compression: instead of putting more and more in, he left almost everything out. The comparison might more tellingly be made, though, with Proust, an artist with whom Fi&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;rbank h&lt;/span&gt;as closer affinities of temperament and point of view: where Proust, at just the same time, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was expanding the novel to unprecedented length to do justice to his na&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;rrator’s&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; complex world and his complex consciousness of it, Firb&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ank had&lt;/span&gt; arrived at an aesthetic which required almost everything to be omitted. Where Proust, a fellow observer of upper-class society and sexual ambivalence, worked by the endlessly exploratory and comprehensive sentence, the immense paragraph, the ceaselessly dilated book, Firb&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ank lab&lt;/span&gt;oured to reduce – not merely to condense but to design by elimination. “I am all design – once I get going”, he&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt; wrote&lt;/span&gt;. “I think nothing of filing fifty pages down to make a brief, crisp paragraph, or even a row of dots.” He constructed in fragments, juxtaposed without any cushioning or explanatory narrative tissue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="byline"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-480207125924291872?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/480207125924291872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/480207125924291872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2006/11/posting-on-notes-and-querie-s-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-1165077051703131032</id><published>2006-11-03T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T00:39:09.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dice Thrown in the New York Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dice Thrown (Will Never Annul Chance)&lt;/span&gt;, my curated show at Bellwether, &lt;span&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/pages/arts/index.html"&gt;reviewed&lt;span&gt; by Roberta Smith in The New York Times today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/1600/2006-nytimes-dice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/320/2006-nytimes-dice.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See below for reviews from the &lt;a href="http://www.newyorker.com/goingson/art/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The New Yorker &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;and &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.timeout.com/newyork/Details.do?page=1&amp;xyurl=xyl://TONYWebArticles1/579/art/dice_thrown.xml"&gt;Time Out&lt;/a&gt; from this week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;The show is open through Nov. 11th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-1165077051703131032?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/1165077051703131032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/1165077051703131032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2006/11/dice-thrown-in-new-york-times.html' title='Dice Thrown in the New York Times'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-6461168889599116447</id><published>2006-11-02T09:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T11:52:19.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dice Thrown in The New Yorker, Time Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1582/1542/1600/991459/2006-new-yorker-dice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1582/1542/200/986676/2006-new-yorker-dice.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/1600/2006-time-out-ny-dice.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/320/2006-time-out-ny-dice.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/1600/2006-new-yorker-dice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/320/2006-new-yorker-dice.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; --------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch a screening of Robert Greenwald's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iraq for Sale: The War Profiteers&lt;/span&gt;, tonight at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whitebox&lt;/span&gt;, 7pm. &lt;a href="http://www.whiteboxny.org/news/news_index.html"&gt;Click here for more info.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-6461168889599116447?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/6461168889599116447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/6461168889599116447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2006/11/dice-thrown-in-new-yorker-time-out.html' title='Dice Thrown in The New Yorker, Time Out'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-1827423456379983214</id><published>2006-10-22T20:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T11:47:25.251-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll be lecturing at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SVA&lt;/span&gt; this Wednesday, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;October 25th&lt;/span&gt;, at 141 West 21st Street, 7.00pm, as part of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MFA Fine Arts&lt;/span&gt; visiting critics program.&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some installation shots of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dice Thrown (Will Never Annul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Chance)&lt;/span&gt;, my curated exhibition currently at &lt;a href="http://bellwethergallery.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bellwether&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/1600/Dice-Thrown-install-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/200/Dice-Thrown-install-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/1600/Dice-Thrown-install-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/200/Dice-Thrown-install-3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/1600/Dice-Thrown-install-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/200/Dice-Thrown-install-17.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/1600/Dice-Thrown-install-8.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/200/Dice-Thrown-install-8.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/1600/Dice-Thrown-install-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/200/Dice-Thrown-install-16.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/1600/Dice-Thrown-install-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/200/Dice-Thrown-install-9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/1600/Dice-Thrown-install-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/200/Dice-Thrown-install-15.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/1600/Dice-Thrown-install-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/200/Dice-Thrown-install-5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2006/10/dice-thrown-will-never-annul-chance-my_12.html"&gt;Click here for more info.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That's me in the back, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;around age 19, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;playing bass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;with The Mooney Suzuki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CBGB&lt;/span&gt;'s. This grainy photo, and everything it evokes, is one of the tens of thousands of artefacts that will survive the club's closing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/1600/CBGBKnees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/320/CBGBKnees.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marcuse&lt;/span&gt;:  “The Beautiful belongs to the imagery of Liberation.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-1827423456379983214?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/1827423456379983214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/1827423456379983214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2006/10/ill-be-lecturing-at-sva-this-wednesday.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-5800410429065430598</id><published>2006-10-19T04:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T02:25:41.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a review of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Albert Oehlen&lt;/span&gt;'s show at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luhring Augustine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in this week's issue of Time Out&lt;/span&gt;, and a review of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOTO: New Photography from Denmark &lt;/span&gt;at Scandinavia House,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in the New York Sun today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also look for a review of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mamma Andersson&lt;/span&gt;'s last show at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Zwirner&lt;/span&gt; in the next issue of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tema Celeste&lt;/span&gt;, and the "&lt;a href="http://www.meyer-milagrosgallery.com/saltzinfo.html"&gt;hair-trigger liveliest"&lt;/a&gt; critic in the country, &lt;a href="http://www.artnet.com/magazineus/features/saltz/saltz10-10-06.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jerry Saltz,&lt;/span&gt;  quoted me in the Village Voice last week&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saint-John Perse&lt;/span&gt;'s speech at the Nobel   Banquet in 1960:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"In truth, every creation of the mind is first of all   «poetic» in the proper sense of the word; and inasmuch   as there exists an equivalence between the modes of sensibility   and intellect, it is the same function that is exercised   initially in the enterprises of the poet and the scientist.   Discursive thought or poetic ellipsis - which of these travels   to, and returns from, more remote regions? And from that primal   night in which two men born blind grope for their ways, the one   equipped with the tools of science, the other helped only by the   flashes of his imagination, which one returns sooner and more   heavily laden with a brief phosphorescence? The answer does not   matter. The mystery is common to both. And the great adventure of   the poetic mind is in no way secondary to the dramatic advances   of modern science. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-5800410429065430598?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5800410429065430598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5800410429065430598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-have-review-of-albert-oehlen-s-show.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-482289561197868480</id><published>2006-10-16T17:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T18:23:04.469-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WSJ&lt;/span&gt;, on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orhan Pamuk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://nobelprize.org/nobel_prizes/literature/laureates/2006/"&gt;winning the Nobel Prize&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When the Turkish controversialist (and novelist) Orhan Pamuk won the Nobel Prize for literature, no doubt the awarding committee felt the usual frisson of delight as they watched the world quarrel, yet again, about their choice. They certainly know how to push buttons. Last year, they chose Harold Pinter, who had written nothing of consequence for decades. Instead he'd turned his life into an extended political rant against the U.S., and that clearly appealed to the Swedes. The award itself, one might conclude, became an act of agitprop. Still, in his heyday, Mr. Pinter did do great things for the language and literature of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; theater, no matter how long ago. So what has Orhan Pamuk done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer to that is, as can be deduced by the rhetoric, cynical:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The pity of it all is that Turkey desperately lacks a writer to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; explain itself to the world. Deplored by other Muslims for being too Western, and by the West for being neither Iran nor Switzerland, Turks remain a worrisome mystery to others. In "Snow," his last fiction work, Mr. Pamuk talks most clearly about contemporary Turkey, with its religious-secular-ethnic rifts, but he does so with so much Kafka/Borges/post-Theory tomfoolery that it reveals more his literary ambitions than his country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why his political adventures ring so false.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://opinionjournal.com/extra/?id=110009101"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read more.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ian Parker&lt;/span&gt; profiled &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christopher Hitchens&lt;/span&gt; in a long and revelatory piece in the N&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ew Yorker&lt;/span&gt; last week [alas, offline only], most of it concerned with Hitchen’s apostasy, “which runs from revolutionary socialism to a kind of neoconversatism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to Christopher Hitchens? How did a longtime columnist at The Nation become a contributor to the Weekly Standard, a supported of President Bush in the 2004 election, and an invited speaker at the conservative activist David Horowitz’s forthcoming restoration Weekend, along with Ann Coulter and Rush Limbaugh?”&lt;br /&gt;…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hree years later, Hitchens in still on Fox News talking about the Iraq war. He has not flinched from his position that the invasion was necessary, nor declined any serious invitation to defend that position publicly, even as the violence in Iraq has increased, and American opinion has turned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; against the intervention and the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; President who launched it.”&lt;br /&gt;……….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;While still at Oxford, Hitchens wrote his first article for the New Statesman, a left-leaning weekly. Upon graduating and moving to London, he became an occasional contributor, while taking a number of jobs in mainstream journalism, and selling the Socialist Worker on street corners. The New Statesman was enjoying a golden moment: its staff and writers included Amis, Fenton, McEwan, and Julian Barnes, the novelist. The Friday-lunch gatherings of Statesman hot shots and other writers, in which they out-joked each other on matters of sex, literature, and nuclear disarmament, now have the status of literary legend.&lt;br /&gt;…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s a link to one of my favorite pieces by Hitchens, his Atlantic essay on why &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ingsley Amis's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Lucky Jim&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.theatlantic.com/doc/prem/200205/hitchens"&gt;“may be the funniest book of the past half century.”&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Playwright &lt;a href="http://www.contemporarywriters.com/authors/?p=auth01J12O313412620079"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Edgar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Osborne"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Osborne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lrb.co.uk/v28/n14/edga01_.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Look Back in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lrb.co.uk/v28/n14/edga01_.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anger&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ondon Review of Books&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.branaghcompendium.com/lyriclbia1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.branaghcompendium.com/lyriclbia1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rom within a few weeks of its opening in May 1956, it’s been accepted that John Osborne’s &lt;em&gt;Look Back in Anger&lt;/em&gt; ushered in a theatrical revolution. Launching both the Angry Young Man and kitchen-sink drama, the play is held to have had a devastating and irreversible impact on a postwar theatre scene dominated by winsome drawing-room comedies and witless country-house whodunnits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;Each of the great ages of British theatre writing—from the Elizabethan-Jacobean period through the Restoration to the turn of the 20th century---has spoken to and for a newly significant and confident social group. For Osborne, it was the generation too young to have fought in the Second World War but old enough to have benefited from the 1944 Education Act, who had escaped from the lower middle and working classes but had not been accepted by the class they had joined. Jimmy Porter is the most vivid representative of the children for whom the welfare state had proved an invalid passport; it got them out of a background they despised, but appeared not to allow them entry into a new world in which they felt comfortable. They were left in no man’s land, scornful of the states between whose frontier posts they found themselves stranded. Having missed out on the revolutionary certainties of the 1930s, this generation was contemptuous both of what Porter calls Dame Allison’s mob, the residue of the old gang who ruled England between the wars, and of the working-class yobs in the cinema….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an extract from Osborne's autobiography, in&lt;a href="http://enjoyment.independent.co.uk/theatre/features/article352795.ece"&gt; which he recalls the opening night of the play on May 8th, 1956:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived at the theatre, still nauseous from the early-hours drinking, George attempted to brace me up but his own disappointment seemed clearer and more stricken than my own. He told me there was quite a good notice in the Financial Times. Tony pretended to be astonished by both of us. "But what on earth did you expect? You didn't expect them to like it did you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wittgenstein&lt;/span&gt; on music, language and understanding:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What we call "understanding a sentence" has, in many cases, a much greater similarity to understanding a musical theme than we might be inclined to think. But I don't mean that understanding a musical theme is more like the picture which one tends to make oneself of understanding a sentence; but rather that this picture is wrong, and that understanding a sentence is much more like what really happens when we understand a tune than at first sight appears. For understanding a sentence, we say, points to a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; reality outside the sentence. Whereas one might say "Understanding a sentence means getting hold of its content; and the content of the sentence is in the sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.aeiou.at/aeiou.encyclop.data.image.w/w239825a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.aeiou.at/aeiou.encyclop.data.image.w/w239825a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On a related note, I’m currently listening to the complete works of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anton Webern&lt;/span&gt; in chronological order, including chamber music, vocal works and symphonic pieces, starting with the Wagnerian &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Passacaglia No. 1&lt;/span&gt; from 1908 and ending with the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cantata No. 2 &lt;/span&gt;[the last piece I could dig up]. Various selections of Webern’s work &lt;a href="http://www.antonwebern.com/"&gt;are available for download here&lt;/a&gt;.  I hope to be able to briefly note on each work in the next few weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-482289561197868480?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/482289561197868480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/482289561197868480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2006/10/lets-pretend-that-were-human-beings-and.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-6741412171925895882</id><published>2006-10-12T13:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T13:50:08.485-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dice Thrown (Will Never Annul Chance)&lt;/span&gt;, my curated show at Bellwether, opens tonight, October 12th, from 6-8pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/1600/download.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/320/download.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;DICE THROWN (Will Never Annul Chance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;Curated by Joao Ribas and Becky Smith&lt;br /&gt;October 12th to November 11th, 2006&lt;br /&gt;Opening reception October 12, 2006 6-8 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walead Beshty&lt;br /&gt;Peter Coffin&lt;br /&gt;Elspeth Diederix&lt;br /&gt;Marius Engh&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Lefcourt&lt;br /&gt;David Lieske&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Oppenheim&lt;br /&gt;Eileen Quinlan&lt;br /&gt;Amanda Ross-Ho&lt;br /&gt;Sara VanDerBeek&lt;br /&gt;Melanie Willhide&lt;br /&gt;Spencer Young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Bellwether is pleased to present &lt;b&gt;DICE THROWN (Will Never Annul Chance)&lt;/b&gt;, an exhibition of new currents in conceptual photography, curated by Joao Ribas and Becky Smith. The exhibition is part of a three-show series entitled &lt;b&gt;The Mallarmé Propositions&lt;/b&gt;, which addresses several key themes in current artistic practice.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photography has undergone two major shifts in the past few decades: the loss of its objective relationship to reality, and the medium’s increasing distance from modernism through its use in conceptual art. Recent conceptual photography has amended these two directions with a break from the way conceptual artists relegated photography to architectonic and instrumental uses, often merely to illustrate, dematerialize or record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What results is a form of conceptual photography that approaches the medium as a poetic and expressive process. While digital technology has transformed the medium's pictorial potential, supposedly bringing it closer to the logic of painting, this new kind of photographic practice engages a conceptual space specific to the medium. “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Dice Thrown (Will Never Annul Chance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;” aims to contextualize a set of artists--many not yet associated with each other--that approach photography as an ideational, anti-mimetic, yet decidedly formal area of artistic practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether by treating a photograph as an instantiation of an idea or an object--rather than its surrogate--or as a distinct image-making method, this kind of photography moves beyond the notion of a photograph as illustrative, as a 'picture' of the real, or as a mere supplement for ephemeral and time-based art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replacing many of the traditional concerns of photographic practice, such work also confronts the reductive understanding of the medium’s role in the wake of conceptual art. With an active investment in the epistemological, socio-cultural, and material aspects of photography itself, and by intersecting it with a variety of disciplines, the artists included in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;“Dice Thrown (Will Never Annul Chance)”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; develop a diverse set of issues intrinsic to new currents in photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Mallarmé Propositions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; follow from the poet’s declaration that  “everything is summed up in Aesthetics and Political Economy.” Following “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Dice Thrown (Will Never Annul Chance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;” in early 2007 will be “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Aspects, Forms, Figures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;” an exhibition focusing on the numinous as a kind of of deep formalism—-as in Marx’s claim about grotesque ideas dreamed up by commodity form—and “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;In Defense of Ardor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;,” which will propose ardor as an ethical and political imperative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bellwethergallery.com/upcoming_01.cfm?fid=323"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Click here for more info.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-6741412171925895882?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/6741412171925895882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/6741412171925895882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2006/10/dice-thrown-will-never-annul-chance-my_12.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-5866893847410173324</id><published>2006-10-10T11:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T02:16:06.001-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.easyart.com/i/prints/rw/lg/2/3/Celebrity-Image-George-Best-231007.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://images.easyart.com/i/prints/rw/lg/2/3/Celebrity-Image-George-Best-231007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;“A portrait on film, in action and in real time, of one of the greatest players in the history of soccer," &lt;a href="http://www.goethe.de/ins/nz/prj/fbl/fff/flm/bef/enindex.htm"&gt;Football As Never Before &lt;/a&gt;by Hellmuth Costar, featuring &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;George Best, &lt;/span&gt;[left] from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1971&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“What at first seems like an eccentric experiment turns in the course of the film into something much more valuable: never before has the spectator had such a clear view of a player's progress through a match and his attempts to "read the game" - or such an insight into how carefully a player like Best paces himself. Particularly in the first half he spends far more time waiting for the ball than in possession of it. At times he seems to be just standing around hands on hips, at others he strolls around the pitch like a man out for a walk - even the referee overtakes him en route to the opponents' goal. And then, out of nowhere, he explodes into action, as he does for the first goal.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gawker.com/artists/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gawker&lt;/span&gt; debuts an artists page&lt;/a&gt;, with open submissions.&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Susanne Messmer&lt;/span&gt; on ArtBeijing, in &lt;a href="http://www.taz.de/pt/2006/10/10/a0167.1/text"&gt;Die Tageszeitung&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking around the halls at ArtBeijing, you almost get the feeling it wouldn't be so bad if the Chinese art market cooled down a bit. Because nowadays it seems as if things have got out of control. There are hardly any photographs, sculptures or even video works here. Instead there are many paintings, mainly the kind that correspond to Western expectations. Present here is the art establishment that's been successfully reproducing 'political pop' and 'cynical realism' since the 1990s, with bright pictures full of Coke cans and red stars. Only seldom do you see something new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Isaiah Berlin &lt;/span&gt;on 'postmodernism' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;avant la lettre&lt;/span&gt;?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History seems to show that after every great creative era comes an age during which the great heritage is meticulously examined, divided, classified, and labeled, in which the macrocosm is neglected for an infinity of microcosms which are credited with leading separate existences in it, and the wood is ignored because of the exquisite interest felt in the individual trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tagesspiegel.de/kultur/archiv/10.10.2006/2825413.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Imre Kertesz&lt;/span&gt; is interviewed in Der Tagesspiegel&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"If you want to survive in a concentration camp, you have to follow its logic. This collaboration, whether willing or unwilling, is the biggest shame of those who survived. They cannot own up to it. But the writer can. Because literature possesses a special candour. These are simply good sentences, you see. In this case, good sentences are far more important than my own shame. My 'Fateless' isn't a cheerful novel. Yet it gave me a lot of joy when I wrote it. And you can only write when you're free, when you take pleasure in it. That's a deadly paradox, but I love it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neal Ascherson&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lrb.co.uk/v28/n15/asch01_.html"&gt;wrote a considered, moving review of Fateless for the London Review of Books recently&lt;/a&gt;. And here is the site for the&lt;a href="http://www.fateless.co.uk/"&gt; film version of the novel by Lajos Koltai.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Noam Chomsky&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michel Foucault&lt;/span&gt; had a debate on Dutch television in 1974, on the issue of justice and power. Foucault makes some brilliant points in regard to justice and institutions: " The idea of justice in itself is an idea which in effect has been invented and put to work in different types of societies as an instrument of a certain political and economic power or as a weapon against that power.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5E3NRI_x2iA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5E3NRI_x2iA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;"No luxury and no comfort, no delight and no pleasure, no new liberty and no new discovery, no praise and no flattery, which we may enjoy on our journey will mean anything to us if we have forgotten the purpose of our travels, and the end of our labours"&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                             Emerson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-5866893847410173324?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5866893847410173324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5866893847410173324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2006/10/big-thanks-to-everyone-in-vibrant.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-8071532458282853931</id><published>2006-10-06T01:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T01:27:05.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Review Panel Tonight @ The National Academy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/1600/ReviewPanelAd-Oct-06-1.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/320/ReviewPanelAd-Oct-06-1.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nationalacademy.org/"&gt;Click here for full info.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;In lieu of any real posts today, I leave you with the inimitable &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kevin_Ayers"&gt;Kevin Ayers&lt;/a&gt; and the aesthetics of sincerity, and a brilliant, rarely seen collaboration between John Cage and Raashan Roland Kirk (playing three saxophones simultaneously). &lt;a href="http://www.ubu.com/film/kirk.html"&gt;The full film, "Sound???", can be seen here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hUvG5-UB7_0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hUvG5-UB7_0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AUYtlMuN_V4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AUYtlMuN_V4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-8071532458282853931?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/8071532458282853931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/8071532458282853931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post_06.html' title='Review Panel Tonight @ The National Academy'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-2554613648256082745</id><published>2006-10-04T23:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T01:44:21.752-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My review of &lt;span id="article" class="article_small"&gt;&lt;span&gt;DAMIEN HIRST: CORPUS: DRAWINGS 1981–2006&lt;/span&gt;, at Gagosian, &lt;a href="http://www.nysun.com/article/40988?page_no=2"&gt;is in today's New York Sun&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="article" class="article_small"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="article" class="article_small"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="authortxt"&gt;---Sam Lipsyte spent a week &lt;/span&gt;driving down the Pacific Coast Highway with &lt;a href="http://www.houellebecq.info/english.php3"&gt;Michel Houellebecq&lt;/a&gt;  and waiting for something 'bad' to happen [From &lt;a href="http://www.believermag.com/"&gt;The Believer&lt;/a&gt;]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s true I’ve been on the road with him all week and his behavior has been impeccable, but something’s got to give. There’s too much history. What about his purported obsession with sex clubs and prostitutes? What about his penchant for hitting on female journalists, explaining that only one night with him will guarantee the real story? What about the time he called Islam “the stupidest religion”? Surely, the man’s going to bust out with something reprehensible, and now, in his smoke-filled semi-suite at the Bel Age in L.A., is as good a time as any. He flies back to Europe tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;a href="http://www.readysteadybook.com/Contributor.aspx?name=gabrieljosipovici" target="_top" class="fn"&gt;Gabriel Josipovici&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.readysteadybook.com/Article.aspx?page=josipovicionborges"&gt;Borges' &lt;em&gt;Tlön, Uqbar, Orbis Tertius&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;[from &lt;a href="http://www.readysteadybook.com/index.aspx"&gt;ReadySteadyBook&lt;/a&gt;]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borges, like Beckett, dislikes the novel for two reasons, one having to do with literature and the other with life. He dislikes it because he finds it tedious and uninteresting to imitate reality, and he dislikes it because he feels that it propagates a false view of life which stops us seeing what life is really like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="authortxt"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;---Here's a considered essay on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;intimacy, desire and communication &lt;a href="http://jacketmagazine.com/14/bishop-bonnefoy.html"&gt;in the poetry of Yves Bonnefoy&lt;/a&gt;--whose &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Curved-Planks-Poems-Bilingual/dp/0374184941"&gt;The Curved Planks&lt;/a&gt; I'm currently reading--from &lt;a href="http://jacketmagazine.com/00/home.shtml"&gt;an old issue of Jacket magazine&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In a lecture titled ‘Sur la fonction du poème’ (On the function of the poem)Bonnefoy explored the question which underlies this first and subsequent books of poetry and his numerous critical works: the possibility of maintaining in poetic language an openness toward presence. The work of poetry is to cultivate that openness through what he has elsewhere referred to as its ‘work on desire’. Ideally, poetry would work to unravel the desires of reader and writer alike for the realization and recognition of their own subjectivities in language, in order to allow what is conceived of as a simpler, or, in Bonnefoy’s terms, &lt;i&gt;second&lt;/i&gt; desire to emerge. The ‘second desire’ attaches the subject to others in a relationship of ‘communication’. For Bonnefoy, communication is the site of our intimate and mutual recognition of the relation of human existence, the existence of each of us, to death and the loss of presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-2554613648256082745?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/2554613648256082745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/2554613648256082745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-5148004150348607192</id><published>2006-10-03T11:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T13:05:06.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bellwethergallery.com/upcoming_01.cfm?fid=323"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Dice Thrown (Will Never Annul Chance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, my curated show &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/1600/Dice.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1582/1542/200/Dice.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;of new currents in conceptual photography, opens at &lt;a href="http://beta.blogger.com/www.bellwethergallery.com"&gt;Bellwether&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;on October 12th. The show looks at work that breaks with the architectonic and instrumental uses of the medium in conceptual practice, and is part of a series of shows called "&lt;span&gt;The Mallarmé Propositions&lt;/span&gt;," following from the poet’s declaration that “everything is summed up in aesthetics and political economy.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photography has undergone two major shifts in the past few decades: the loss of 'hard' empirical claims through its digital condition, and the medium’s increasing distance from modernism through its use in conceptual art. Recent conceptual photography has amended these two directions itself, with a break from the way conceptual artists relegated photography to architectonic and instrumental uses, often merely to illustrate, dematerialize, or record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What results is a new form of conceptual photography that approaches the medium as a poetic and expressive process, rather a detached method of reproduction and representation. While digital technology has transformed the medium's pictorial potential, supposedly bringing it closer to the logic of painting, this new kind of photographic practice engages a conceptual space specific to the medium. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Dice Thrown (Will Never Annul Chance)&lt;/span&gt;" aims to contextualize a set of artists--many not yet associated with each other--that approach photography as an ideational, anti-mimetic, yet decidedly formal area of artistic practice:&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Walead Beshty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Peter Coffin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elspeth Diederix&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marius Engh&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daniel Lefcourt&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Lieske&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lisa Oppenheim&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eileen Quinlan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amanda Ross-Ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sara VanDerBeek&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Melanie Willhide&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spencer Young&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether by treating a photograph as an instantiation of an idea or an object--rather than its surrogate--or as a distinct image-making method, this kind of photography moves beyond the notion of a photograph as illustrative, as a 'picture' of the real, or as a mere supplement for ephemeral and time-based art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With an active investment in the epistemological, socio-cultural, and material aspects of photography itself, and by intersecting it with a variety of disciplines, the artists included in &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://bellwethergallery.com/upcoming_01.cfm?fid=323"&gt;Dice Thrown (Will Never Annul Chance)&lt;/a&gt; develop a diverse set of issues intrinsic to new currents in photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dice Thrown (Will Never Annul Chance)&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Mallarmé Propositions&lt;/span&gt; will be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aspects, Forms, Figures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;an exhibition focusing on the numinous as  ‘deep’ formalism—-as in &lt;a href="http://www.wsu.edu/%7Edee/MODERN/FETISH.HTM"&gt;Marx’s claim about grotesque ideas dreamed up by commodity form&lt;/a&gt;—and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In Defense of Ardor&lt;/span&gt;, which will propose ardor as an ethical and political imperative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bellwethergallery.com/upcoming_01.cfm?fid=323"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DICE THROWN (Will Never Annul Chance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 12th to November 11th, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BELLWETHER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-5148004150348607192?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5148004150348607192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5148004150348607192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2006/10/dice-thrown-will-never-annul-chance-my.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-5608980336274201092</id><published>2006-10-02T15:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T15:24:37.479-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sean Scully at the Met</title><content type='html'>Sean &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Scully's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.metmuseum.org/special/se_event.asp?OccurrenceId=%7BD46CD5F6-586B-4840-BBE4-8FF1ADB9A98B%7D"&gt;Wall of Light &lt;/a&gt;series of paintings, watercolors, and &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lalouver.com/resource/scully_bio/portrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.lalouver.com/resource/scully_bio/portrait.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pastels at the Met has been getting inspired, almost effusive responses from critics. In this past weekend's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NYT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Grace &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Glueck&lt;/span&gt; calls them "bold and energizing paintings, surely among the most powerful contemporary works you'll see this season." Fellow &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New York Sun&lt;/span&gt; critic David Grosz  &lt;span id="sectionb"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nysun.com/article/40544"&gt;wrote a near perfect review of the show last week&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artinfo.com/News/Article.aspx?a=1376"&gt;I had the pleasure of interviewing &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Scully&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Artinfo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; about the paintings a few months back, and reading that conversation again recently &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="sectionb"&gt;[cut down from nearly 2.5 hours],&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="sectionb"&gt; I noticed how insightful and generous he had been in discussing his work, the genesis of the paintings, his long-term dedication to the form, and his career. He also turned out to be a witty and often acerbic critic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="ArticleBodySpan" class="ArticleBody"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm going against the current trend towards bizarreness, oddness; as you just called it, the 'esoteric', which of course was around in the 1930s. That's what is being revisited now. In between the two great wars, there was a very strong period, particularly in Europe, of a strange, bizarre, distorted and perverse kind of figuration, with freaks in the paintings. Very disturbing twins, subjects like that. These paintings were mostly coming out of Italy and Germany. Now we have a return to &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;again in a strange period, after the end of Modernism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artinfo.com/News/Article.aspx?a=1376"&gt;Click here to read more.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-5608980336274201092?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5608980336274201092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/5608980336274201092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2006/10/sean-scully-at-met.html' title='Sean Scully at the Met'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-115945927626187670</id><published>2006-09-28T10:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T02:43:03.725-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>---My double review of  John McCracken's solo show at David Zwirner, and Rita McBride's Double to Watch, Triple to Help, at Alexander and Bonin, is in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The New York Sun&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musicweb-international.com/SandH/2002/Apr02/Idomeneo.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.musicweb-international.com/SandH/2002/Apr02/Idomeneo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.deutscheoperberlin.de/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Deutsche Oper&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/a&gt;has cancelled &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hans Neuenfels&lt;/span&gt;' three year old production of the Mozart opera &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;domeneo&lt;/b&gt;, striking it from its program because of fear of reprisals from the Muslim community.  The move has sparked off protest about self-censorship, including from &lt;b&gt;Harald Jähner&lt;/b&gt;, an editor of the &lt;b&gt;Berliner Zeitung&lt;/b&gt;, who takes the opera house's decision as&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.signandsight.com/features/970.html"&gt;not only cowardly but dangerous":&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The director's &lt;b&gt;scaredy-pantedness&lt;/b&gt; is furthermore dangerous because it represents a huge victory for the tiny minority of Muslims for whom terror is a legitimate means of political response. And that's precisely what terror wants to create: an atmosphere of horror in which every attack is multiplied in its potentiality. Within the realm of the possible, terror surfaces quickly in the every-day and influences our behaviour, even before a shot has been fired, a hand raised or a threat spoken. The worst accusation that one must make of the opera house director is that she has strengthened the terrorists' &lt;b&gt;sense of power&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sensitivity of many Muslims with respect to the Prophet and insults against him has unsettled our understanding of artistic freedom. There's an upside to that: the unsettledness has lead to a heightening. The debate on the Muhammad caricatures didn't only frighten Western artists, it also made them more aware of the effectiveness of art than they had been for a long time. What &lt;b&gt;unholy fury&lt;/b&gt; art can release in societies that have yet to dissociate art from seriousness! For this and other reasons, cultural respect of religious feelings has grown markedly. In the midst of modern society, art accrues religion - Christianity included - as a kind of forgotten relative, viewing it with scepticism, new-found respect or animosity. Neuenfels' four-fold critique of religion must be understood in this context.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can still see the &lt;a href="http://www.metoperafamily.org/metopera/season/production.aspx?id=8681&amp;amp;detect=yes"&gt;Met's much less controversial production&lt;/a&gt; of the opera, with Ben Heppner and Dorothea Röschmann and James Levine, through the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="newsText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;--Keats on visiting Robert Burns' old cottage for inspiration:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the cottage and took some Whisky. I wrote a sonnet for the mere sake of writing some lines under the roof--they are so bad I cannot describe them. The man at the cottage was a great bore with his anecdotes--I hate the rascal--his life consists in fuz, fuzzy, fuzziest. He drinks glasses five for the quarter and twelve for the hour--he is a mahogany-faced old Jackass who knew Burns. He ought to have been kicked for having spoken to him...Oh the flummery of a birthplace! Cant! Cant! Cant! It is enough to give a spirit the guts-ache. Many a true word they say, is spoken in jest---they may be because his gab hindered my sublimity: the Rat dog made me write a flat sonnet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="articleText"&gt;---Iranian President Mahmoud &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mainSubTitle"&gt;Ahmadinejad’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="articleText"&gt;interpreter at the UN, who was his "English voice" in front of the General Assembly, writes about it in a piece called &lt;a href="http://www.observer.com/20061002/20061002_Hooman_Majd_pageone_coverstory1.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mahmoud and Me&lt;/span&gt; in the New York Observer&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="newsText"&gt;Nuance in Persian is difficult to translate, but it can be most ­misleading—sometimes comically so—during interviews with the American press. When Brian Williams of NBC asked about Mr. Ahmadinejad’s attire—a suit rather than his trademark windbreaker—the Iranian president replied, “&lt;i&gt;Sheneedem shoma kot-shalvaree hasteen, manam kot-shalvar poosheedam&lt;/i&gt;”—which was translated as “ … you wear a suit, so I wore a suit.” The phrase is actually much closer to “ … you &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; a suit, so I wore a suit.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mainSubTitle"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-115945927626187670?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/115945927626187670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/115945927626187670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-double-review-of-john-mccrackens_28.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-115809285897922979</id><published>2006-09-12T16:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T22:21:20.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Age of Horrorism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.edrants.com/reluctant/marty.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.edrants.com/reluctant/marty.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Martin Amis&lt;/span&gt; has published a sprawling, scathing, brilliantly argued &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://observer.guardian.co.uk/review/story/0,,1868732,00.html"&gt;three-part essay in the Observer, on the&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://observer.guardian.co.uk/review/story/0,,1868732,00.html"&gt; rise of extreme Islam, terrorism, boredom, and barbarity in general.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Amis vents spleen all around--especially at what sees as the West's faltering response to what he loosely calls 'horrorism'---but one particular passage stopped me in my tracks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he age of terror, I suspect, will also be remembered as the age of boredom.&lt;/span&gt; Not the kind of boredom that afflicts the blasé and the effete, but a superboredom, rounding out and complementing the superterror of suicide-mass murder. And although we will eventually prevail in the war against terror, or will reduce it, as Mailer says, to 'a tolerable level' (this phrase will stick, and will be used by politicians, with quiet pride), we haven't got a chance in the war against boredom. Because boredom is something that the enemy doesn't feel. To be clear: the opposite of religious belief is not atheism or secularism or humanism. It is not an 'ism'. It is independence of mind - that's all. When I refer to the age of boredom, I am not thinking of airport queues and subway searches. I mean the global confrontation with the dependent mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One way of ending the war on terror would be to capitulate and convert.&lt;/span&gt; The transitional period would be an unsmiling one, no doubt, with much stern work to be completed in the city squares, the town centres, and the village greens. Nevertheless, as the Caliphate is restored in Baghdad, to much joy, the surviving neophytes would soon get used to the voluminous penal code enforced by the Ministry for the Promotion of Virtue and the Suppression of Vice. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would be a world of perfect terror and perfect boredom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, and of nothing else - a world with no games, no arts, and no women, a world where the only entertainment is the public execution. My middle daughter, now aged nine, still believes in imaginary beings (Father Christmas, the Tooth Fairy); so she would have that in common, at least, with her new husband. [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;"&gt;My emphasis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The passage, and the irony [&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;see post from last week below&lt;/span&gt;], is undeniably &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;"&gt;Amis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;---and the note of secularism is sustained throughout the essay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Amis' new novel "House of Meetings," is published at the end of this month by Jonathan Cape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-115809285897922979?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/115809285897922979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/115809285897922979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2006/09/age-of-horrorism.html' title='The Age of Horrorism'/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-115687728102008411</id><published>2006-08-29T13:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T02:21:01.019-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My protracted stay in Paris, and other writing, has brought posting here to a complete standstill....&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;---An overlooked but essential essay from the May issue of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Le Monde Diplo&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://www.monde-diplomatique.fr/2006/05/HALIMI/13441"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:6;" class="titre"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stratagème de la droite américaine, mobiliser le peuple contre les intellectuels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="diplo-surtitre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="diplo-surtitre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;---&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.artnet.com/magazineus/books/davis/davis8-17-06.asp"&gt;Artnet's Ben Davis writes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;about the art world's recent fascination with the thought of    &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jacques_Ranci%C3%A8re"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jacques Rancière&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;   You can read a version of Ranciere's &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://theater.kein.org/node/99"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Politics of Aesthetics&lt;/span&gt; essay posted on KleinTheatre&lt;/a&gt; [worth a read], and here's an interview from an old issue of &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.radicalphilosophy.com/default.asp?channel_id=2190&amp;amp;editorial_id=10429"&gt;Radical Philosophy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-115687728102008411?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/115687728102008411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/115687728102008411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-protracted-stay-in-paris-has.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12633646.post-115337820190605104</id><published>2006-07-20T02:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T11:28:16.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://assets.cambridge.org/052100/8778/cover/0521008778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://assets.cambridge.org/052100/8778/cover/0521008778.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Back when I was a lowly adjutant in the sociology dept. of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cambridge University Press&lt;/span&gt;, I worked on a book that seemed interesting enough but didn’t quite strike me as a must-read at the time: &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.cambridge.org/uk/catalogue/catalogue.asp?isbn=0521804035"&gt;How Democracies Lose Small Wars&lt;/a&gt;,  by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gil Merom&lt;/span&gt;,  professor of Political Science at&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;Tel&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placename&gt;Aviv&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype&gt;University&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept a copy of the book, and of course, given both the ongoing &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Iraq&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; war and the current Israel-Lebanon conflict, it’s now one of the most pertinent books I can think of.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Its aim is simple: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;To explain how democracies lose  small wars despite being superior militarily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; What is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;small wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;r, you ask?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"A small war has the following distinct characteristics: It involves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;sharp military asymmetry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;n insurgent that fights guerilla war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;an incumbent that uses ground forces for counterinsurgency warfare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. The incumbent can be an indigenous government that fights on its own or with external participation, or a foreign power that imposes itself on the population."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The book focuses on the case studies of &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;France&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Algeria&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Israel&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Lebanon&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; [the invasion in 1982], and the &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;US&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Vietnam&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. The main focus of Merom’s survey of each of these conflicts—which effectually proposes that the loss of such wars is inevitable—is on “the societal processes within democracies that are engaged in counterinsurgency.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In a sense, democracies are doomed to lose these wars precisely because they are democracies. That is, they are inherently intolerant--or cannot achieve tolerance--- of the brutality it takes to win, so they fail in insurgency scenarios because they are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;unable to generate the necessary moral and political tolerance to the costs involved in such wars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. These wars are thus lost ‘at home’ when a “critical minority mass shifts the center of gravity from the battlefield to the market place of ideas, "that is, as an educated middle-class responds to the “brutality involved in effective counterinsurgency,” and the level of casualties it takes to sustain it:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"My argument is that democracies fail in small wars because they &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ind it extremely difficult to escalate the level of violence and brutality to that which can secure victory.&lt;/span&gt; They are restricted by their domestic structure, and in particular by the creed of some of the most articulate citizens and the opportunities their institutional makeup presents such citizens."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The caveats, and ironies,  here are  of course easy to spot: for one, &lt;a href="http://www.haaretz.co.il/hasen/spages/738395.html"&gt;the issue of disproportionate response&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One passage from Merom’s analysis of the Israel-Lebanon conflict is particularly cogent: "The war in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Lebanon&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;…did not end once its dynamic phase was over, because the Israeli leadership never intended to confine itself to its single declared objective of pushing back the PLO artillery forty kilometers from the Israeli border..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12633646-115337820190605104?l=joaoribas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/115337820190605104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12633646/posts/default/115337820190605104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joaoribas.blogspot.com/2006/07/back-when-i-was-lowly-adjutant-in.html' title=''/><author><name>João Ribas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
