Thursday, January 18, 2007

:: N Y E:: oh seven


:: N Y E:: oh seven
Originally uploaded by sherryworld.
It's been over three weeks since the Taiwanese earthquake and my life support system (aka internet connection) is (still!) excruciatingly slow.
It's putting a real dent in my ability to multitask. (ADD, full speed ahead!) I've spent the last few weeks checking the speed of my connection like a crackhead checks his pipe. Hence the unavailability of new flickr photos. Grind to a halt my life has. But Happy Belated New Years anyways!

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Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Ranting on Chinese Art

Is China ready for the contemporary art world? I live in a country rich with breathtaking scenery that allows for ample creativity and imagination. Yet, present day Shanghai seems to fall behind two years in practically everything.

Generally, biennials feature new and emerging artists that have brought the meaning of art to a daring new level. One after another, biennials provide a macro timestamp to mark the progress of contemportary art and to let give us a sneak peek into its future.

Which brings me to the Shanghai Hyper Design Biennial and how it sucked ass.

The exhibition started with mediocre wood models of traditional architecture from Souzhou by Xu He Sheng and Xu Yong Fe. OK, I thought, it's a start. Wandering down the hall I begrudgingly noticed a few kitschy pieces so boring they were placed near the bathroom (why even bother then?) Oh wait- hope! Chen Wen Bo's "A Tribute to Huang Binhong" is a series of florescent lights mounted on a huge wall that oscillates on and off based on an algorithm drawn from a gu zheng note's freqency and amplification. Very Dan Flavin meets the creators of MAX/MSP meets Chinese zitherers. I then came across Joe Scalan's DIY coffin piece, which I thought was a creative politcal concept when I saw it in 2001, but come on- that's SO five years ago.

After a decent fiberglass car model by Tetsuya Nakamura, I sauntered to Wang Chin's work, a series black and white paintings of Russian intelligentsia which he titled "Portraits", (all of them were people captured in the works of Russian historian and author Alexandr Solzhenitsyn) Now -IF- the art description had mentioned any word such as "homage to" or "dialogue with" or "copied directly from" or "Gerhard" or "Richter", then I would have been less inclined to rant. In 1970 and 1971 Richter painted a series of black and white portraits of intelligentsia which he aptly named "48 Portraits." Perhaps Chin was attempting to juxtapose German and Russian creativity- I'd give that to him if he were Russian. Or the curators chose this artist because they felt copying the artwork of others exemplifies "new and emerging art" of China. Ungh. I am staring at a dialogue between this artist and his own self-absorbed interpretation of contemporary art and a curator's attempt to artify this art.

I continued on: Cody Choi's "Gone with the Wind" series drably takes digital stills of landscapes... A.D.D. A.D.D. A.D.D...
But what the hell is ART anyways? The pop art I saw towards the end of the exhibition is just as "art" now as Hieronymus Bosch's crazy paintings. Perhaps what I need to start doing is rather than treating art as a conceptual idea, a painting, or even a noun- I need to start thinking of it as a verb: e.g. "That piece really arts" or "His style of arting resembles that of neo classical painters" or "He arts in the style of post Russian constructivists" or "Such an arting idea surely deserves praise from our community!"

I finally found myself A.D.D.ing out towards the end of the exhibit- "Ah yes, this shadow box by this Indian artist draws its influence from Indonesian puppetry and is making a statement on technology in the developing world and our oooh shadowboxatExploratoriumIlovetheExploratoriumwhat aboutthosebighugebubblestheymadeIwonderwhereEdandAndreaareifthisis whatartinChinaisitsucksI'mcoldwhereareallthecuteguysthatareintoartihavetogethomeit's
12aminSanFrancisco...

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Thursday, September 21, 2006

That's So China

I find myself increasingly familiar with the phrase "That's so China." Here are some examples of this phenomenon:

Opening a hole in wall shop which dedicates itself solely to selling pre-owned remote controls: "That's so China."

Learning that the meaning of "motor powered" signifies someone on a scooter with one foot kicked up on the bicycle in front to enhance velocity and control of said bike. "That's so China."

Getting a penis transplant only to have it removed two weeks later. "That's so China."

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Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Risk Sexual Assualt, or... Go to Jail?!



There are moments when news from home makes me want to regurgitate last week's dinner and send it back to the U.S. judiciary system in a pretty pink package, with a big F U across it. Here's one of those moments.

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