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Music Box Plays Son of a Preacher Man, is Worth Price of Admission by Itself

I just spent a vacation in rocking harvest-time Idaho for my sister’s wedding (see this week’s cover, above), which I’m pretty sure has made me go all crazy with farm-time nostalgia.  So now, you get to look at things like this!  Check it out!

ECAL grad José Ferrufino designed this amazing music box in collaboration with the company Reuge, who evidently makes that sort of thing, and when the music plays the wheat barley goes back and forth gently.  Also?  The song it plays is Son of a Preacher Man by Dusty Springfield!  For some reason!  Sadly there’s no video, but more pics after the jump.

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Suprisingly Beautiful Sculpture About Slapping


Anders Krisar, The Birth of Us (girl), 2007

Anders Krisar, The Birth of Us (girl), 2007

This is just quite nice:  the work of Swedish artist Anders Krisar.

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My email is killing me. Kickdrum!

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I presume you all are out watching Robyn’s boss new interactive video for the song “Killing Me” but if you aren’t, you should click here and then think about how THEY JUST GIVE THIS STUFF AWAY FOR FREE!  How great is the 21st century, people! Even if it’s a thing that makes you use hashtags which are something I always mess up.  #worldcup

Like furniture but more arty, less sitty

It’s like we’re being spoken to directly!  In Here, For This:  a flock of furniture-like thingies by Dutch artist Krijn de Koning has opened at Demisch Danant, New York, through May 14.

Demisch Danant Gallery
542 w. 22nd Street
New York, NY 10011

(via dezeen)

Who else wants a permanently-sinking boat?

This is pretty awesome: a capsized-boat boat by French artist Julien Berthier, who refers to it as a “leisure object” (ed. note:  this is my new favorite product category.  It now includes the chair I’m sitting in and my coffee cup).

When writing articles like this makes me rich (soon, I’d imagine?) this is what my yacht is going to look like.  You’re all invited to a champagne party!  Bring a dinghy.

See also: that recent Moth about the lady whose shipmates got eaten by sharks

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Know Arties: Weep little hobo clown, weep.

Ok, look at this!  I’ve talked about my girl-boner for Allison Shulnik ’round these parts before, when we tried to make sense of the whole “glop art” painting thing.  I’m actually starting to think that old Shulnik might actually be a more kick-ass animator than painter, because watching the above Grizzly Bear-soundtracked film “Hobo Clown” sent me into paroxysms of joy and sadness for little hobo clowns everywhere.  I mean, it just keeps going.  I’m pretty sure it’s like barfing funfetti frosting.  Just look at it!

Seein’ Dis: The Anxiety of Influence

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On the morning of Saturday, March 27 2010, the MoMA opened as usual.  Inside, Marina Abramovic sat facing a table and an empty chair.  As scheduled, she was ready to receive visitors as part of her marathon performance piece, “The Artist is Present.”

But this Saturday was different: the first visitor in line was a young woman who showed up dressed in a long dark blue dress, a black braid swept over one shoulder. As Abramovic’s doppleganger, she sat across from her and assumed a mirror pose. And there she sat, to the befuddlement of the museum staff and visitors, all day.

Frequently overhead in the crowd was the exclamation of disbelief, “She’s still here?!” There were some grumpy folks who waited for their turn in line before giving up, because no one could beat this marathon sitter. I checked twitter to see someone whine, “Really mad at this Marina Abromavic[sic] imposter whose[sic] taken over the exhibit at the MOMA. A plague upon both your houses!“*

It was mysterious. It was intriguing. It was hilarious. My initial thought was: what a better way to “kill your idol” than to beat her at her own game, but then I also wondered if it was a way to present affection to a long-admired artist and influence?

As it turns out, the doppleganger is Anya Liftig, a Brooklyn-based performance artist.  Her intervention on “The Artist is Present” was a performance of her own, which she has titled “The Anxiety of Influence” after the Harold Bloom book of the same title. Bloom’s main concern was how poets, driven to write by their admiration of their idols, could succeed in generating original work in spite of the pressure of influence. See what I’m saying?

I spoke to Anya about her anxieties of influence, her endurance level, and what it was like to come face-to-face with the so-called “grandmother of performance art.”  Read the interview after the jump.

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Blade Wynne’s paintings are the most lovable, least pukey

"Veil" 2008. watercolor and gouache on paper. 10"x13"

"Veil" 2008. watercolor and gouache on paper. 10"x13"

Whew, we’ve sure been looking at a lot of slick stuff lately, haven’t we?  You know what I’m talking about: the squeaky clean stuff like this, and this, and especially this.  Not that I don’t totally love that shit, but quoth Roberta Smith, “we cannot live by the de-materialization — or the slick re-materialization — of the art object alone.” Right? Oh, Roberta <3

So if you will, please allow me this opportunity to present to you how much I love Blade Wynne’s stuff. Blade is a No Smarties BFF, he’s both a sweet painter and a Totally Nice Guy, and obviously has one of the most ridiculously badass names you’ve ever heard.

His stuff tends to be modest in scale and maybe humble in content, but hugely ambitious in color range and thoughtfully plotted out spaces. His paintings feel like they happen really slowly before your eyes, and make me so excited that I want to run into the woods live in a tent and look at leaves and live like a crazy woman and do nothing but draw for weeks. Ummmyeah.  He makes some of the best observational work I ever see around these days; a tradition that, lets face it, gets clogged with a lot of pukey painting.

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The weekend is 1 hour short, but 2 minutes 50 seconds cooler

No Smarties has been looking kind of glum lately, and the weather’s crappy and this weekend is an hour shorter than every other weekend, so how’s about let’s spruce things up with THIS AMAZING STOP MOTION MUSIC VIDEO for Nobody Beats the Drum, directed by Rogier van der Zwaag.  You are looking at 4,085 still photographs.  Heck yes!

Nobody beats the drum, Rogier van der Zwaag

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Opening Tonight! New Painthings @Nudashank

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Alert!  Remember when we told you all about that group show CHROMATOSE that was happening at Nudashank in Baltimore, and how it featured Smarties Tatiana Berg and Ted Gahl?  Well they evidently stole the show and Nudashank has given them their own show to say “thanks” and also “you are fucking awesome.”

Opening tonight, New Painthings:  Tatiana Berg/Ted Gahl
Reception 6-10pm

Friday, February 12
Nudashank Gallery
405 W. Franklin St.
3rd Floor
Baltimore, MD

more info at nudashank.com



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