Flourescents - Still going Strong in the Art world

I thought at one point that I'd never want to see another neon anything again. Just goes to show you its all about the application. My preference is towards the barely-there neons, or the neon + neutral woodgrain.

and thank god for google images! i dont have to tell anyone where any of these came from and its ok!
visual simplicity once again.

Plant life : Heidi Norton

 

Plant Life is like Thug Life. Minus the drugs sex and money. and glocks. 

but my philodendron "Philly" is the ultimate G. and Heidi Norton, case yal didn't know is a serious VIP. 

She is the Lebron James of plant based artistry. 

aside from its visually flooring effects, her work is a complex expression of preservation, reaction, time, impermanence, change and all those sticky issues that are hard to talk about. All things I, myself, am obsessed with. 

Shes having a show in San Francisco in November. I will indeed be there buying stuff. 

OBJECT

Finally got to check out mr. Charlie Schuck's (you may recall charlie from previous posts) new Belltown digs today while roaming around early morning style. Must say, totally in love with the space. Charlie knows how to pick em ("em" being spaces, objects, collaborators...he seems to pick most things well).

These (above photos) are just a few pieces out of ton that will make your eyes wide. Its like a toy shop for adults with refined taste and deep pockets (those 2 generally go hand in hand, except in my case which is to say that i only have the taste part). There are however, a handful of one-of-kinds and simply breath taking art/design objects that are in the working girls price range.

If your cruising belltown this place is a must. If your cruising the interweb than this place is a must; hereisobject

Pencil Eaters Love Lead

Another one of CLM's artiests, her mishmash style makes me wish i dreamed in Verhoeven-Vision.

sparks will fly

Who doesn't want a 6 pack?

literal 6 pack of beers = yes

figurative 6 pack of abs = no

literal 6 pack of france = yes!

Once upon a time long long ago, i stumbled onto a webpage called Six Pack France. i was intrigued by the name, imagery, hints of infrastructure, but alas, disappointment and frustration shown upon my furrowed brow when i discovered this site was not yet fully functioning. boo.

BUT! just yesterday I was browsing a blog i frequent ; The World's Best Ever for my Sound Advice fix, and...behold...a sound advice playlist created by SIX PACK FRANCE! i listen i love, i travel to their place in space of the interweb and...behold again! oodles and oodles of witty, humorous, unsurpassable content! clothing, screen prints, words, sounds, images, events, and one most important thing : a vision:

now,

behold:

We’d like people to purchase and use Sixpack France goods as a way to make them their very own things, and to convert them as images or sensations or short pieces of writing, as secret passages to some forgotten realms. Their stories and memories should be living inside the SixPack France fabrics. Our clothes should activate something intimate and hard to express in any other way. They shoud allow fetishizing one small detail, stripe, pocket, button or seam as a minuscule door to a fresh, fluid mindworld. Building up a personal utopia, walking up a synaesthaesic path to an early lost erotic moment. Touching a cloth is also seeing, hearing, smelling. Reaching forbidden waters. Let’s go swimming.

Sixpack France believes in the dream of never-ending youth, but not as an escapist refuge, more like a way to look back, and live back all the early things of life and civilization – early as in early Christians or early house. It’s not about carefully and nostalgically recreating some idealized past. It’s about acting as melancholia-drenched archeologists who would steep on unfinished grounds. The Sixpack France spirit is a room with moving doors, doors open to psychedelic vertigo, erotic dread and deep inner and outer exploration. We don’t despise the short-lived, and we enjoy mystic naivety very much. We now ought to do what we thought we shouldn’t do while teens : being uncool, ignoring codes, accepting and listening to what’s really exciting us deep inside, enjoying everything in which we feel a sincere instinct. Being able to own the means of our desires, and imagining a new form of counter-culture.

Again that number is 666 PACK PACK PACK FRANCE FRANCE FRANCE.

call now for wonder and amazement.

HERE IS WHERE I AM

today.

for the full effect, heres talkdemonic for your listening pleasure

LOUD

on the rare occasion that my earth-toned, minimal, less-is-more self becomes one with the world of gaudy I like to roll with it. There may be a number of things influencing this sudden fancy for all things loud and proud. the least mysterious of them may be that halloween is 2 days away and its crunch time for costume construction. On a similar note i seem to be sending out lego-like signals into the universe having spent so much time on my little brother's lego pharos get up (check out band of outsiders lego inspired blog PLAYWELL). Could be that I've taken such a liking to a certain fierce, attention getting, just-launched Aztec Parcel that I've been up close and personal with over the past week (will include a special explanation post in the near future).

Mostly I think all of this eclecticly colourful jazz was topped off by West and Beecroft's brainchild - Runaway. not so subtle symbolism and ego aside, its really terribly hard to deny the mesmerizing, awe inspiring wow factor that comes after watching the 35 minuet feature piece. The hyper-realistic visual style of the film plus its randomly dreamy almost "what the F" imagery and dialog makes for a damn good conversation starter. Musically brilliant, and worlds above what most mainstream celebrity "artists" are daring to do these days. I still have my qualms with a few particular scenes, but with that said i'll go to sleep tonight asking the elephant in my head to please not forget those breathtaking moments when Kanye's ballerina's danced their skinny little hearts out to the "Douchebag" song. epic.

ballerina shoes, blood, rose petal pink, venetian, feathers, tulle (um hello halloween costume)

From the top

runaway

beecroft

playwell

aztec parcel

You can't throw a stone...

...without hitting something lustrous, full of planes, angles and points. an age old obsession with shiny, gemmy, crystaly stones & metals is back in a big way. As i always say "don't hate, participate" and I'm not about to fall off this glam wagon.

I LOVE HEDI

all about it : hedi's latest stroke of brilliance : a short film

"The latest project from iconic designer & photographer Hedi Slimane takes us to the idyllic California coastline through the spirit of two young waifs, in the new film ”I LOVE USA”, featured on TheCorner.com. The short black & white piece is Slimane’s idealistic vision of the United States. The premise is simple: Sidney and Wolf are two teenagers who meet for the first time in Venice beach. The pair were scouted by Slimane at the Coachella rock festival in 2009 and 2010 respectively, and met for the first time on set.

The title comes from the nickname Slimane gave to Sidney “USA”, who has appeared in many of his diary’s photographs, after he decided that she was the iconic embodiment of the California girl and the aesthetic representation of all-American beauty.

Sidney improvises a chaotic cheerleader (far from the sweet imagery of cheerleading in American culture) and Wolf is an indie teen transposed in an new representation of “Peter and the Wolf‟. He accompanies Sidney on his out of tune cello, wearing a wolf mask. Behind the pair, Slimane’s signature American flag is visible, a recurring metaphor in many of his works.

This exclusive video is an improvisational exercise that highlights the naїvety & innocence of Sidney and Wolf, featuring themes that have made the designer famous throughout the world. The representation of a generation, the diaphanous beauty of Sidney and the very slim silhouette of Wolf project an intimate emotional atmosphere."

via a blog