Thank you to my friend Waldo Muller for introducing me to this arcane photographer and enigma: Vivian Maier. Her work was hidden away in a locker for a very long time, her stark yet innocent but passionate eye observed line and form in the most ‘platonic’ and quite obscure way, but beautiful… just so seamlessley captivating… Her composition and subject matter grabs me, travels with me and wants me to want more… of that moment… I wish I could meet her. She could have been a good friend to Diane Arbus. Maybe they shared the streets ? Vivian you had a hungry heart, I hope we can but celebrate a single moment of you!
Here is more on this mysterious woman, a piece I quote from a website dedicated to her: A riddle, wrapped in a mystery, inside an enigma.
Piecing together Vivian Maier’s life can easily evoke Churchill’s famous quote about the vast land of Tsars and commissars that lay to the east. A person who fit the stereotypical European sensibilities of an independent liberated woman, accent and all, yet born in New York City. Someone who was intensely guarded and private, Vivian could be counted on to feistily preach her own very liberal worldview to anyone who cared to listen, or didn’t. Decidedly unmaterialistic, Vivian would come to amass a group of storage lockers stuffed to the brim with found items, art books, newspaper clippings, home films, as well as political tchotchkes and knick-knacks.
A free spirit but also a proud soul, Vivian became poor and was ultimately saved by three of the children she had nannied earlier in her life. Fondly remembering Maier as a second mother, they pooled together to pay for an apartment and took the best of care for her. Unbeknownst to them, one of Vivian’s storage lockers was auctioned off due to delinquent payments. In those storage lockers lay the massive hoard of negatives Maier secretly stashed throughout her lifetime.
Maier’s massive body of work would come to light when in 2007 her work was discovered at a local thrift auction house on Chicago’s Northwest Side. From there, it would eventually impact the world over and change the life of the man who championed her work and brought it to the public eye, John Maloof.
I stumbled upon this Gem the other night. Thank you DSTV& my parents house… This took me back to a time when I was still dreaming of marrying johnny Depp & writiing my way to a dream world quite accurately captured in this movie.
If Sarajevo-born director Emir Kusturica’s only film in English feels at times as if something must have been obscured in the translation, it’s no less memorable in its own way than his Balkan masterworks Underground, Time of the Gypsies, or Black Cat, White Cat. From the Eskimo dreams that bookend the picture to the tropical fish that periodically comes swimming through the air, Arizona Dream has a surreal quality that you accept on its own terms or not at all.
ANDRI ÁSGRÍMSSON X MUNDI
The Icelandic musician Ásgrímsson soundtrack ‘Harmabót’, a Dazed Digital film featuring Mundi’s AW10/11 collection DD: How old are you?
Þórður Ingi Jónsson: I’m 16 years old.
DD: Where were you born and where do you live?
Þórður Ingi Jónsson: I was born in Reykjavik and have lived on the west side, in 101 Reykjavík, since I was born, in the cold, harsh, volcanic wasteland of Iceland. It’s a hard-knock life what with all the passages to hell that spew toxic fumes and melt faces all day. We’re getting good at annoying Europe by means of economic terrorism and stopping flight traffic. Everything is going straight to hell over here, I predict full scale rioting and anarchy…
Original article |||HERE|||
This is iceland at its best… music, design and fashion combination, riding the after effects of volcanic wasteland. Im so ready for their hard-knock life.
Here is more on local fashion designers & the Reykjavik Fashion Festival |||HERE|||
The Iceland Design Center also organised a design event in Reykjavík called Design March, which covers all sides of Icelandic design (product, graphic, architecture, fashion etc.) You can read more about it here |||HERE|||
I’ve been influenced by these birds lately. Not sure if it is the colour palette they so contently wear or the nature of their presence. While taking a closer look at these beautiful creatures i found this book about birds and there is quite a nice section on OWLS. Family Alucondidae.
I relate to this man too much it scares me, like he is living inside me somewhere… pure imaginative multiple genius… floating on a cloud of sadness…somewhere…
…this gentleman cannot be appreciated unless you see the scope of his work, within his brief moment of brilliance. he spoke without words, but through his art. yes he was flawed, like we all are, but in his short 27 years he created a presence that will outlast any who dare comment on his failings. color separation and characterizations of explicit concept, captured tragically and beautifully. like feeling multiple emotions at the same time.
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Clownlike, happiest on your hands,
Feet to the stars, and moon-skulled,
Gilled like a fish. A common-sense
Thumbs-down on the dodo’s mode.
Wrapped up in yourself like a spool,
Trawling your dark, as owls do.
Mute as a turnip from the Fourth
Of July to All Fools’ Day,
O high-riser, my little loaf.
Vague as fog and looked for like mail.
Farther off than Australia.
Bent-backed Atlas, our traveled prawn.
Snug as a bud and at home
Like a sprat in a pickle jug.
A creel of eels, all ripples.
Jumpy as a Mexican bean.
Right, like a well-done sum.
A clean slate, with your own face on.
Miso is really taken with the idea of art , and especially street art, as something which binds us as a community. It functions in a very old fashioned way, in that it becomes a way of telling and sharing stories and images, embedding them within the city. Like folk art, it comes to have a very particular, practical function. It brings us together as makers, viewers and consumers, finding new pieces and exploring the possibilities of our cities. In this sense, a lot of Miso’s work deals with telling stories. it is heavily inspired by the Ukranian folklore she grew up with, alongside sharing stories from Eastern Europe today, as well as from her new home in Melbourne.
Her work deals with passing on myths and folklore, as well as portraying everyday scenes – strangers in the street, portraits of friends. And in turn, these instances are pasted back onto the city from which they came, or exhibited in its galleries. This preoccupation is something that has led Miso to use relatively simple, if not altogether old fashioned materials. She borrows a lot from Ukranian folk and craft traditions, often reserved as womens’ work, as well as from street art – ultimately, a boys’ club.
Recent work sees her relaying between pen and ink, pencil, watercolour drawings, as well as paper cuts and embroidery. Across both gallery and street strands of her work, she uses mediums with their own stories in tow. Weathered wood panels, scraps of clothing, newsprint paper offcuts from industrial printers – as well as city walls, laden with tags, cleaned and weathered, rained on and cracked with time.
Miso is 20 years old, and lives in Melbourne, Australia, where she works with the MF artist collective, and shares a studio with her partner, Ghostpatrol.
miso (at) cityofreubens.com
I SAWTHEMLIVEATMEREDITHMUSICFESTIVAL&YES Love at First Sight
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You know that lovely experiment in creative exchange that resulted in the market that you heard about, or participated in on the 5th September & sent us your feedback, well Me and the Exchange crew have been plotting & we’re doing it again, bigger, better, and in an exciting new venue, and we wanted to give Everyone is invited to book a stall We are certainly looking forward to it Know some fundamental information:
Date: Saturday 28th November (just in time for Christmas present shopping, and just after payday) weather permitting
Venue: The Labia on Orange outside area, with you and our customers getting access to the snacks & drink bar and all other amenities…
Cost: R200 per 1,5m x 1m slot - site map will be available to book from 14th November
Booking: Essential, to confirm with us by the 16th November if you’re taking part.
Samples or pictures of work may be requested
Contracts will be provided on acceptance of your booking.
Goods: for sale under R350, but we’re open to negotiation, especially if you want to come and showcase a prototype.
THANKYOU! looking forward to the bigger, better, exciting You&Me&EveryoneWeKnow Market.
Papergirl is an art project which, in the style of american paperboys, distributes rolled art pieces by bicycle to random passers-by in the streets. It consists of an exhibition, the action (distribution of the art) and a party. |||VISITWEBSITEHERE|||
I was suppose to visit the City of Berlin again this year. But due to an operation and a list of unfortunate events I could not fit it in. So while being dipped in melancholy i’ve decided to share some of my favorite vintage shops, flea markets & places! This way I can somehow travel back there with you!
Gepostet von Mary
/ Around the corner from Apartment, very small, very trashy store offering a great selection of shoes and clothes from the 80ies to Marc Jacobs & Chloé.
/ Another small store with a nice selection and fair prices - stop by if you are in the area.
Rosa Luxemburg Straße 28
/Rockabilly Vintage Clothing and a visual festival.
Kopenhagener Straße 69, 10437 Berlin
/ It may be a little hard to find real gems between 30.000 pieces, but if you do, you’ll get it for a great price.
Frankfurter Tor 3, 10243 Berlin
Mo - Fr 10-19, Sa 10-16
/ One kilo of 2nd hand stuff for 13,99 Euro.
Ahornstr. 2, 10787 Berlin
Mo - Fr 11-19, Sa 11-18
/ A lot of vinyl and junk, some good fashion as well. Can be cheap cause there are a lot of private people selling their old stuff.
Immer Sonntags, Boxhagener Platz, Friedrichshain.
/ Unworn glasses and sunglasses since the 1920ies.
Marienburger Str. 11, Prenzlauer Berg
Mo - Fr 12-20, Sa 12-18
The landscape is very important for Icelanders. Almost 30 percent of Icelanders rate it more important than the flag or even Icelandic language. And maybe that’s why the landscape almost hasn’t changed since 874 A. D. when Ingólfur Arnarson settled in the area of Reykjavik.
John Lennon: But I can be alone without Yoko, but I just have no wish to be. There’s no reason on earth why I should be alone without Yoko. There’s nothing more important than our relationship, nothing. And we dig being together all the time. Both of us could survive apart but what for? I’m not going to sacrifice love, real love for any whore or any friend or any business, because in the end you’re alone at night and neither of us want to be. And you can’t fill a bed with groupies. It doesn’t work. I don’t want to be a swinger. I’ve been through it all and nothing works better than to have someone you love hold you.