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Friday, 23 October 2009
Pierre Huyghe

got interested in Pierre Huyghe's work
http://www.tate.org.uk/modern/exhibitions/pierrehuyghe/default.shtmPierre Huyghe's strength lies in his understanding of the fact that an image always comes with baggage.
...Within this I have also attempted to indicate new ways of thinking about text, image and discourse and thematic common concerns which enable film and the visual arts to be thought has sharing preoccupations. If we make an imaginary list of these preoccupations, time, place, memory, history and representation we would not necessarily think of moving or still media as the exclusive domain of such concerns, so my point essentially is that it is the preoccupations that become the source of critical commentary, even if the materiality might require a different nuance within reflection. The institutional question contained within these thoughts would lead us logically to suppose that if it is forms of discourse that is shaping the processes of work then this would in turn change the emphasis within critical modes of dialogue. In some respects all these issues might lead to entering into the space created at Tate Modern by Pierre Huyghe which moves across various registers in order to create a single statement which itself undoes the nature of a retrospective gathering of work. What is at issue is not so much the discrete boundary indicated by mediums but the play of spaces between fiction, document, authorship and cultural memory...
Jonathan Miles
Sunday, 18 October 2009
Wednesday, 7 October 2009
Nature Morte by Joseph Brodsky
people and things crowd in.
Eyes can be bruised or hurt
by people as well as things.
Better to live in the dark
I sit on a wooden bench
watching the passers by-
sometimes the whole families.
I fed up with light.
This is a winter month.
First on the calendar.
I shall begin to speak
when I'm fed up with the dark.
IV
things are more pleasant. Their
outside are neither good
nor evil. And their insides
reveal neither good nor bad.
The core of things is dry rot.
Dust. A wood borer. And
Brittle moth-wings. Thin walls.
Uncomfortable to the hand.
Dust. When you switch lights on,
there's nothing but dust to see.
That's true even if thing
is sealed hermetically.
VII
Summing their angles up
as surprise to us,
things drop away from man's
world-a world made with words.
things do not move, or stand.
That's our delirium.
Each thing's a space, beyond
which there can be no thing.
A thing can be battered, burned,
gutted, and broken up.
Thrown out. and yet the thing
never will yell, "Oh Fuck!"
time as a subject matter
thinking time
Time can be neither seen or felt, neither heard nor tasted nor smelt. How can something be measured if it’s not perceptible to the senses.
Time: an Essay by Norbet Elias
Tuesday, 6 October 2009
thinking artist book
looking at artists books and publishers.
http://www.bookartbookshop.com/docs/publisher_lucey.htmSaturday, 3 October 2009
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