Hope ur well! 

I wanted to write for a while, just to be in touch but here it all piles up into one long thing, never mind. 

Travelling to Koln next week to install my show at clementine Seedorf (space run by an artist Yvo Cho) 

Gonna show a series of photos I took at the Pro Bull Riding event in Lincoln, Nebraska in 2022 

alongside a sort of kinetic/autodestructive work..? 

https://bombmagazine.org/articles/2017/11/15/three-poems-cruz/

And I am trying not to become
someone else.

I am pleased mostly
with the changes
and the way
I am finally
becoming. 

Queen Jeanie, Queen Jeanie, traveld six weeks and more,

Till women and midwives had quite gien her oer:

O if ye were women as women should be,

Ye would send for a doctor, a doctor to me.'

The doctor was called for and set by her bedside:

'What aileth thee, my ladie, thine eyes seem so red?'

'O doctor, O doctor, will ye do this for me,

To rip up my two sides and save my babie?'

'Queen Jeanie, Queen Jeanie, that's the thing I'll neer do,

To rip up your two sides to save your babie:'

Queen Jeanie, Queen Jeanie, traveld six weeks and more,

Till women and midwives had quite gien her oer.

'O if you were doctors as doctors should be,

Ye would send for King Henry, King Henry to me:'

King Henry was called for and sat by her bedside,

'What aileth thee, Jeanie? what aileth my bride?'

'King Henry, King Henry, will you do this for me,

To rip up my two sides, and save my babie?'

'Queen Jeanie, Queen Jeanie, that's what I'll never do,

To rip up your two sides to save your babie.'

But with sighing and sobbing she's fallen in a swoon,

Her side it was ript up, and her babie was found;

At this bonnie babie's christning there was meikle joy and mirth,

But bonnie Queen Jeanie lies cold in the earth.

Six and six coaches, and six and six more,

And royal King Henry went mourning before;

O two and two gentlemen carried her away,

But royal King Henry went weeping away.

O black were their stockings, and black were their bands,

And black were the weapons they held in their hands;

O black were their mufflers, and black were their shoes,

And black were the chevrons they drew on their luves.

They mourned in the kitchen, and the mourned in the ha,

But royal King Henry mourned langest of a':

Farewell to fair England, farewell for evermore!

For the fair flower of England will never shine more.

"I like late in the day. I like the day to night transfer, I like the desaturation. It’s a high speed eternity.”

In autumn 2014, American artist Trisha Donnelly staged an exhibition at the Serpentine Gallery. The focus was a number of new video works, created by Donnelly for the exhibition. The exhibition had many states, shifting with the time, light and nature of each day.

A series of Saturday Talks took place during the exhibition, including talks from Emma Enderby and Amira Gad.

The Serpentine Galleries autumn programme, including Cerith Wyn Evans exhibition, Bertrand Lavier fountain and Extinction Marathon, were sponsored by Bloomberg Philanthropies, a leading sponsor across the entire autumn season at the Serpentine.

In 2012, Donnelly was the tenth artist to curate Artist's Choice, an exhibition curated by artists of artworks from the permanent collection of the Museum of Modern Art.[7] In the exhibition, "she was after 'striking voices'" she couldn't let go of, "'paths of encounters and building poetic structures... images that go beyond images themselves."'[8] The exhibition included works by artists such as Eliot Porter, Joe Goode, Gertrude Kasebier, Wendy Carlos, and John Whitney.[9] The audio guide provided for the show was art historian Robert Rosenblum discussing MoMA's 1989 Picasso retrospective. Donnelly explained, "The feeling when listening to these audio guides was, this was a great work of art... or work of whatever, work of another entity, or another state and dimension, existing... [They] are so beautiful... It's like the Taj Mahal of languages, building it himself. By the end, I don't need the exhibition at all. I'm awash in this ocean of his funny, brilliant voice."[9] wiki

how the sausage is made

idiomatic phrase

: the practical and often unpleasant or messy aspects of a process that are usually not made public

You would think that being on set, and seeing how the sausage is made, would take the magic away for Mr. McClay.—

Adam Epstein

Both new chairs of their chambers' respective Defense Appropriations panels are well versed in how the budget sausage is made.—

Andrew Clevenger

Offering up vintage backstage footage of Jim Henson and Frank Oz operating the Muppets feels a little like Henry Houdini coming back to reveal all his secrets. … Yet that's almost the least of the pleasures in a highly satisfying HBO documentary … that wisely places roughly equal emphasis on how the sausage was made and how the culture was changed.—

Chris Willman

The influential post-hardcore band, Fugazi, has never sold shirts. Neither has MacKaye’s record label, Dischord Records. This opened up a market for bootleg t-shirts and MacKaye spent a fair bit of time throughout the ‘90s tracking down manufacturers engaged in copyright infringement and shutting them down. After a phone call with a Boston-based t-shirt printer, the manufacturer pivoted from straight up bootlegs to these. McKaye insisted that the shirt manufacturer be equally creative with the accounting as he was with the design and suggested/insisted that the manufacturer give what would typically be an artist’s royalty to a local women’s shelter. which he did.

The back reads “You are not what you own,” a line from the Fugazi song, “Merchandise.”

“I just don’t give a fuck about T-shirts.” - Ian MacKaye

His father, Kostadin, works in construction, and his mother, Tinka, worked as a cleaner but now works in the studio, helping her son with a variety of logistical tasks. She has short-cropped hair dyed purple. That day she was sewing buttons onto a batch of newly arrived grey hand-crocheted cardigans from the Autumn and Winter 2022 collection and also booking flights from Bulgaria to London so that a family friend could personally courier over the final samples for the Spring and Summer 2023 show due to take place later in the month in Paris.

Save for a short period just after founding his label, when he worked with factories in the United Kingdom, Kiko has manufactured all his collections in Bulgaria, using a mixture of artisanal handicraft and garment factories. Tinka has been key in establishing the connections. “She’s basically our fixer out there,” Kiko told me. “Some of the factories are very traditional, former Soviet places, but actually they are surprisingly open to the things we send them. They’re willing to try things – more than a lot of factories in Italy would be.”

Those “things” end up as Kiko’s runway collections. He wheeled over a rail of clothes that were being prepared for his show. The collection was inspired in part by the artist Danh Vo, whose work repurposing the colonial history of his native Vietnam had inspired Kiko’s decision to embrace influences from the era of Ottoman rule in his own country through cuts and fabrics reminiscent of janissary uniforms.

“I wanted to ask whether you thought that finding an eyelash under your foreskin was significant?”

Ed Atkins, a British contemporary artist, has referenced foreskin in his work, including the line "the eyelash trapped beneath your foreskin after a forgotten night": 

 

Textual image

A striking image of foreskin sets the tone for Atkins' work, even though nothing graphic is shown. 

 

Found myself thinking today, whilst driving back home from co-op, about the heady days of London 2012 when you could make a video about something trapped in your foreskin and be pronounced the most important artist of your generation. 

Tillmans operates according to a set of rules, many of which he has followed since age 25.

• He does not use specialized cameras.

• He carries a small snapshot camera to be open to the “gift of chance.”

• He never retouches or alters photos.

• He does not search for examples of a particular phenomena in the world. When an idea interests him, he believes, the moment will present itself.

• He does not photography people without consent.

• He does not publish photographs of underground spaces or parties until the venues have closed.

• He does not take portraiture commissions from collectors.

• He does not shoot advertisements.

These working rules have contributed to his recognizable aesthetic. Additionally, the human body or evidence of the human body is a constant theme of his work

Jan Verwoert, the Berlin-based art critic and cultural theorist, has discussed Tillmans’ style through the ‘degree zero’ of photography - one lens, no retouching, no special lights; he just points and shoots. The photograph is also a functional record and document of a moment, rather than purely a significant aesthetic object in it’s own right. In his essay ‘Picture Possible Lives: The Work of Wolfgang Tillmans’, Verwoert writes, “through the deliberate reduction of his photographic style to a basic economy of means – one type of camera, one type of lens, no theatrical light effects – Tillmans approximates a ‘degree zero’ of photography. His work aims at the point where a photo is taken and an image emerges.”

"yoghurt caps was my research of space, spectatorship, the viewer, the poetic, the emptiness, the body in movement, the white box as a container, the container in general, the circle...Everything was in that work" Gabriel Orozco 1994