For me, and I guess for many of you, Christmas is all about family. It might be the only time of year we all gather. Or the time of the year one becomes most aware of not having a family, or not wanting to be a part of one’s family. It is a time of…
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Women’s History Month
Thank you Sherry Wiggins, for reminding me about the great work of Valie Export Body Configurations by Valie Export (1972-76) Arrangements of the body’s elements are postures, revelations, or expressions of inner states: At present I am mainly treating female postures from a feminist point of view and dealing with materials from the female environment, in…
A note on compulsive performativity – and how to care (for) more
Thoughts excerpted from Jan Verwoert’s text: I CAN, I CAN’T, WHO CARES (2008) Some have said that we have come to inhabit the post-industrial condition. But what could that mean? After the disappearance of factory work from the lives of most people in the Western world, we have entered into a culture where we do no…
Scatterbrained
As far as consistency of thought goes, I prefer inconsistency. –John Cage Fan Ho – Construction, 1957 Photographer Fan Ho was born in Shanghai, China in 1931 and immigrated to Hong Kong in his teens where he then began to photograph the drama of city life, ranging from the teeming markets to desolate alleyways.
My year in pictures –
I have spent more time than usual taking pictures in 2016. I even treated myself to a new camera. Still I like best the images I have captured with my cell phone. And looking back I find this to be the one I like best: I like the rawness and almost threatening quality of the tree…
Sunday Poem (the air smelling like salamanders)
Wet Autumn by Tom Hennen Early morning, everything damp all through. Cars go by. A ripping sound of tires through water. For two days the air Has smelled like salamanders. The little lake on the edge of town hidden in fog, Its cattails and island gone. All through the gloom of the dark week Bright…
Roses; epilogue
My rose text is done. Strange how one can work for weeks on a text which ends up at 567 words. But that’s how it is. For me, anyway. I have written this text on commission, it’s going into an exhibition catalogue. The text is written to a series of large-scale rose-drawings, pencil drawings in…
Ars Poetica
ars poetica noun 1. a treatise on the art of poetry or poetics. . 2. Among the first known treatises on poetry, Horace’s “Ars Poetica” (also referred to as Letters to Piso, written about 19–18 bce for Piso and his sons) is literally translated as “The Art of Poetry” or “On the Art of Poetry.” The work…
A talent for concealment and revelation
A breeze was blowing, and I could smell salt, seaweed, and sun-bleached shore. I knew, once again, that I’d found home. –Sue Hubbell, Waiting for Aphrodite I never tire of the coast because it’s never the same twice. The tides and the weather change its physical shape, and they bring different things to look at….
sub rosa 