Archive for April, 2007
Posting announcement
April 30th, 2007
From now until our undergraduate thesis/exit show on the weekend of the 12th I will try to post nothing but the work of some of my peers at MICA. These posts will also be demarcated by a “MICA” tag.
Kemal Okan
April 25th, 2007
www.12672e79b01e9ca7018105efb0ef871c.com
“A site that gives away totally unoriginal, trite, and quite frankly dull bootleg t-shirts”
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April 9th, 2007
———- Forwarded message ———-
Date: Apr 9, 2007 7:34 AM
Subject: IN MEMORIAM: Sol Lewitt, 1928-2007
Dear Friends,
Can’t help but feel the loss. Below, some words we can all relate to.
Love,
Michael
“You seem the same as always, and being you, hate every minute of it. Don’t! Learn to say ‘Fuck You!’ to the world once in a while. You have every right to. Just stop thinking, worrying, looking over your shoulder, wondering, doubting, fearing, hurting, hoping for some easy way out, struggling, gasping, confusing, itching, scratching, mumbling, bumbling, grumbling, humbling, stumbling, rumbling, rambling, gambling, tumbling, scumbling, scrambling, hitching, hatching, bitching, moaning, groaning, honing, boning, horse-shitting, hair-splitting, nit-picking, piss-trickling, nose-sticking, ass-gouging, eyeball-poking, finger-pointing, alleyway-sneaking, long waiting, small stepping, evil-eying, back-scratching, searching, perching, besmirching, grinding grinding grinding away at yourself. Stop it and just DO.
From your description, and from what I know of your previous work and your ability, the work you are doing sounds very good. ‘Drawings—clear, clear-cut but crazy like machines, larger, bolder, real nonsense.’ That sounds wonderful—real nonsense. Do more. More nonsensical more crazy more machines, more breasts, penises, cunts, whatever—make them abound with nonsense. Try and tickle something inside you, your ‘weird humor.’ You belong in the most secret part of you. Don’t worry about cool, make your own uncool. Make your own, your own world. If you fear, make it work for you—draw and paint your fear and anxiety. And stop worrying about big, deep things such as ‘to decide on a purpose and way of life, a consistent approach to even some impossible end or even as imagined end.’ You must practice being stupid, dumb, unthinking, empty. Then you will be able to DO! I have much confidence in you and even though you are tormenting yourself, the work you do is very good. Try to do some BAD work. The worst you can think of and see what happens but mainly relax and let everything go to hell. You are not responsible for the world—you are only responsible for your work, so do it. And don’t think that your work has to conform to any idea or flavor. It can be anything you want it to be. But if life would be easier for you if you stopped working then stop. Don’t punish yourself. However, I think that it is so deeply engrained in you that it would be easier to DO.”
—letter from Sol Lewitt to Eva Hesse, c. 1964/1965 when she was living in Kettwig, Germany, with her marriage failing and creative spirit debilitated
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Jenny Holzer & Tobias Wong
April 1st, 2007
“At her recent show at Printed Matter, a fan approached Jenny Holzer and asked her to write a maxim “PROTECT ME FROM WHAT I WANT” and signed it in ink on his arm. He turned it into a tattoo.”