Tamar Halpern: Fleurs du Mal
Fleurs du mal
They are not pretty... they are biting, truthful, real... they are kind of ugly, yet beautiful. A bouquet of sickly flowers....a collection of poems...?
Sitting next to this terrifically hot fire… in the cool quiet aura of the forest…..under the red woods...listening to Lonnie Liston Smith...down the back streets.... smooth...deep...early rap....jazzy...cool. Now I'm listening to Airto Moreira. Being able to flip from dick Landry, to early rap to Brazilian... all while sitting outside by the fire...under the redwoods... lol!!
I like colors that pop....not necessarily flashy colors...more the quality of the color than the actual color.... contrast, one reacting to another... ..light and shadow...film noir... I'm boiling two eggs in the fire...both eggs r actually sitting in the fire....is it called boiling if there is no water...just the liquid inside the egg heating up?? Will it work?? I'm hungry... Art cannot be experienced collectively... nothing can... art is something u are alone with...
Jazz, japanoise, Japanese photography of the 70‘s - provoke, hip hop, the blues, improvisation, sampling, layering.... Work is alive. Changing, breathing….acting, reacting, in dialogue….repurposing images, layers, information.... combining and reusing them.... creating new works.... new content…. constantly rewinding and pushing play…. only each time the layers play they are a little different.... disintegration and accumulation….
So much of my day I spend looking at the screen.... images, film.... communications, exchanges I have with friends, new acquaintances are via the screen. The beginning of a new crush... I share my accomplishments with friends via my phone.... I express many of my heartfelt thoughts with friends and family via the safety of my phone... my phone allows me to open and close while feeling safe.
When I create compositions...it's via the screen... an extension of that safe zone?? To counteract the immense control I have using digital tools.... I found a process that forces me to give up that control. In truth there is no control in reality. On the screen it's an illusion....Without control, there is vulnerability .... substance ... realness .... life .... my process is transparent ... shows the seams, the imperfections, the warts .... art is a mirror of oneself, of one's time... in our time the Line between the digital and the real is becoming more and more
Feel depressed...how quickly the personality of the country seems to have changed.... the air surrounding us. Antagonistic, time rolling backwards....so 21st century... time disconnected, disoriented... jumbled... Some digital layers are completely fictions.... others are from photographic files.... some are the
combination.… some are generations and generations of accumulation and disintegration.... others - younger.... simpler. Less affected.
The purpose of art is ....a method to understand one's place in the world.. my place in the world. My process merges certain traditions of art that speak true to me. Cinematic...photographic, painting, gesture, ... Warhol, Wool, Polke....
The twists and turns of my emotions, the fleeting perceptions of my mind …. something of the uncertainty of the mental process and not just its neatly packaged conclusions?? Sweetness can be funky, filthy, or anything.
- April 10, 2021 - May 16, 2021
JJ Manford: View From Gowanus
- April 8, 2021 - May 8, 2021
Ho Jae Kim: Butterfly Dream
- April 1, 2021 - May 1, 2021
Joani Tremblay: The whole time, the sun
- February 18, 2021 - March 26, 2021
Scott Kahn: Afternoon of a Faun
- January 14, 2021 - February 13, 2021
Eliot Greenwald: Takin’ the Riverboat Out on Snake Lake
- January 13, 2021 - February 13, 2021
Spencer Lewis: Six Jutes (2)
- December 9, 2020 - January 9, 2021
Spencer Lewis: Six Jutes (1)
- December 10, 2020 - January 9, 2021
- October 31, 2020 - December 6, 2020
Kevin Teare: L’Ecole Horizontale
- October 28, 2020 - December 5, 2020
Kevin McNamee-Tweed: Moon Over Math Town
- October 10, 2020 - November 22, 2020
Michelangelo Lovelace: Brick City
- September 26, 2020 - October 26, 2020
Angel Otero: Broken Record
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