A show i'm in opening next week, where I am showing my performance video of I am animal.
Went to Art Mûr this afternoon, braving the snowstorm to go see art! It was a beautiful exposition of contemporary aboriginal art called Baliser le territoire : Manifestation d’art contemporain autochtone. Featuring Sonny Assu, Jason Baerg, Carl Beam, Rebecca Belmore, Kevin Lee Burton, Hannah Claus, Bonnie Devine, Raymond Dupuis, Edgar Heap of Birds, Vanessa Dion Fletcher, Nicholas Galanin, Greg Hill, Robert Houle, Maria Hupfield, Rita Letendre, Glenna Matoush, Alan Michelson, Nadia Myre, Marianne Nicolson, Michael Patten, Arthur Renwick, Sonia Robertson, Greg Staats, Tania Willard, and Will Wilson.
It was a super powerful exhibit. I especially loved these pieces:
Arthur Renwick
I loved this one, talking about how when the Native people signed the treaties, most of them couldn't really read, and didn't know what they were signing. On the top of these pieces were punctuation marks, cut out of metal, juxtaposed with photographs of land that had been lost the the Native people.
Nicholas Galanin
Rebecca Belmore
This one was incredible. On the back of the hoodie it has a cross made out of words. Up and down it says FUCKI N ARTIST, and across the sleeves it say FUCKI N INDIAN.
Another one of my favorite pieces was the film by Alan Michelson, called Shattemuc, an excerpt of which can be found: http://alanmichelson.com/work/ . It had such a morose feeling, just filming the passing down a river in the dark. Showing the industrial development beside the wild earth, a river that had always been so important to the artist's people. It was beautiful.
Definitely worth going to check out this exhibit.
Art Auction and Brunch
February 26
Sutton Place Hotel 10235-101 Street Edmonton
Tickets $75
The hippest art auction in town... Enjoy bidding on a large selection of amazing original art by local artists, a lovely brunch, good wine and a cool crowd. Featured artists include Scott Cumberland, Ross Bradley, Jodi Sharp, Richard & Carol Selfridge and more!
Jude Griebel
Apparition, 2010
February 26
Sutton Place Hotel 10235-101 Street Edmonton
Tickets $75
The hippest art auction in town... Enjoy bidding on a large selection of amazing original art by local artists, a lovely brunch, good wine and a cool crowd. Featured artists include Scott Cumberland, Ross Bradley, Jodi Sharp, Richard & Carol Selfridge and more!
Jude Griebel
Apparition, 2010
wall mounted wooden form with oil
17" x 12"
Dana Holst
Hot Pursuit, 2006
oil on panel
48" x 48"
Jodi Sharp
Dealing With Loss, 2011
Performance Photographs
19" x 12"
Darlene Cole
Vintage Suite (Piano Study), 2011
oil on panel
9" x 6"
Anya Tonkonogy
Odd Couple, 2011
acrylic on panel
12" x 9"
Currently I am making a giant steel tube that you will be able to walk into. This is for the show in March at Eastern Bloc. The outside will be super industrial, but when you walk inside the interior will be covered in paper that mimics tree bark, and you'll feel like you're on the inside of an inverted tree.
In order to get the paper to stick I screwed chicken wire on the interior of the tube, and then had to hand sew cheese cloth on top of that.
Then I took my tree bark molds and laid paper on the inside of the tube. Only four more sections to go...
New shots of one of the outfits I'm working on right now! Made out of paper. It's not done yet, but I'm excited to see what it's going to look like. I'll be performing in this and the paper will break down as I perform.
Over brunch this morning we dissolved into a you tube party, which then dissolved into watching cat videos. This one I loved however, from the animator CYRIAK. So strange and lovely...
Every time I dream lately I wake up fuzzy. So many images, bodies fading away, water. They're really been reminding me of the gorgeous images by Brooke Shaden.
Seriously, this is amazing. It's an interactive website of the scale of the universe. The universe is a magical place, oh how much we know!!
(and how much we still don't.)
Just got into another show! That means that I have three shows in March. So far, the schedule looks like this:
WEIGHS at Studio Beluga, March 4- 18, Finissage March 14, 18:00- 21:00.
I will be showing my I am animal video installation.
WEIGHS at Studio Beluga, March 4- 18, Finissage March 14, 18:00- 21:00.
Through works in installation, sculpture, video and performance, WEIGHS' 11 artists ponder on varying notions of the body in space or in absence, past affects, and abstract thought. Anchored -- or elevated -- as objects and actions, these musings come together in the simple experience of presence.
I will be showing my I am animal video installation.
Don't Call it a Comeback, at Diagonale, March 17- 24, Vernissage to be announced.
I will be showing my photographs from my Dealing with Loss performance series.
By Hook or by Crook, Eastern Bloc, March 28- April 6, Vernissage March 30.
I will be showing a piece that's still in the works, dealing with industrial vs. organic. It's large and metal! Yay!
I've been working on a piece that I'm finally at the state of sewing! I've been documenting my emotions all month, with the date, time and a word about what I'm feeling. I just printed it onto fabric on the weekend. The idea of the piece is that we don't often show or talk about how we're feeling.
The outside of the costume will beautiful, but then when you look at the cracks and seams you will start to be able to see the real emotions.
Not sure what I'll do with it when it's finished, I'll have to see.
Stuff on the inside of clothes reminds me of a piece by Agustina Woodgate, where she sneaks sayings into clothing while it's still in the store.
I like it.
Rereading Written on the Body by Jeanette Winterson, like poetry turned into a story. I especially loved this passage I read today:
"I am thinking of a certain September: Wood Pigeon Red Admiral Yellow Harvest Orange Night. You said, 'I love you'. Why is it that the most unoriginal thing we can say to one another is still the thing we long to hear? 'I love you' is always a quotation. You did not say it first and neither did I, yet when you say it and when I say it we speak like savages who have found three words and worship them. I did worship them but now I am alone on a rock hewn out of my own body.
Caliban: You taught me language and my profit on't is
I know how to curse. The red plague rid you
For learning me your language.
Love demands expression. It will not stay still, stay silent, be good, be modest, be seen and not heard, no. It will break out in tongues of praise, the high note that smashes the glass and spill the liquid. It is no conservationist love. It is big game hunter and you are the game. A curse on this game. How can you stick at a game when the rules keep changing? I shall call myself Alice and play croquet with the flamingos. In wonderland everyone cheats and love is Wonderland isn't it? Love makes the world go round. Love is blind. All you need is love. Nobody ever died of a broken heart. You'll get over it. It'll be different when we're married. Think of the children. Time's a great healer. Still waiting for Mr. Right? Miss Right? and maybe all the little Rights?
It's the cliches that cause the trouble. A precise emotion seeks a precise expression. If what I feel is not precise then should I call it love? It is so terrifying, love, that all I can do is shove it under a dump bin of pink cuddly toys and send myself a greeting card saying 'Congratulations on your Engagement'. But I am not engaged I am deeply distracted. I am desperately looking the other way so that love won't see me. I want the diluted version, the sloppy language, the insignificant gestures. The saggy armchair of cliches. It's alright, millions of bottoms have sat here before me. The springs are well worn, the fabric smelly and familiar. I don't have to be frightened. I don't have to be frightened, look, my grandma and grandad did it, he in a stiff collar and club tie, she in white muslin straining a little at the life beneath. They did it, my parents did it, now I will do it won't I, arms outstretched, not to hold you, just to keep my balance, sleepwalking to that armchair. How happy we will be. And they all lived happily ever after."
Trying to make a wearable paper outfit for a ritual performance, and I'm not quite sure if it's working.
I made my molds out of tree bark, and then cast them onto my mannequin with a base of cheesecloth.
I feel like the texture came out more like icing than bark though. I'm not quite sure where to go from here. Either recasting with thinner paper so it holds more of an impression, or dying the paper so it seems more natural...
Yay for more people doing weird things to animals...
Jodi Sharp
2011
120 mm film
2011
120 mm film
Inside Us All is a photo documentation project, chronicling people as they live and celebrate in the forest. Seeking to show how people change in their mannerisms between city life and life in nature, this series deals with the release we feel when we are free from our urban and societal bounds. By showing the joy and release that nature gives us, and the true lack of boundaries with our natural world, the intent of the artist is to encourage and honour those who chose to value nature as part of ourselves.
Today has been unbelievably hard, and I know that life is trying to teach me something.
Something...
Some of his work is... intense to say the least. Some that I definitely would never post on this blog, but his images absolutely make me feel something.
One thing I do find very difficult about the internet is that images get passed around without any sourcing. I am not tech savvy enough to back track images, but there are some images that I love to death and save without ever knowing where they come from. Today I'm going to post some that have been on my mood board this month and hence continue the perpetuation of anonymous images.
This one is from my friend's blog- http://loyaltytothemetricsystem
