Joseph Beuys, I like America and America likes me, 1974Not ironic nostalgia; a genuine longing for objects that are real and have been made.
I am for an art...
I am for an art that is paper, plastic in its adjectival sense; art of fragility; an art that is ephemeral, passing, transient; I am for an art that makes naughty jokes behind your back; red-nose art, walnut-ink art, brushes-my-dad-used art.
I am for the art that rusts on the driveway until someone picks it up.
I am for an art on winter nights with snow cover and no class in the morning.
I am for the art of living in the always-ending world.
Huang Yong Ping • Kiki Smith • fluxus • Joseph Beuys • Paula Rego • William Kentridge
Kiki Smith, Blue Girl, 1998
I am for an art...
I am for an art that is paper, plastic in its adjectival sense; art of fragility; an art that is ephemeral, passing, transient; I am for an art that makes naughty jokes behind your back; red-nose art, walnut-ink art, brushes-my-dad-used art.
I am for the art that rusts on the driveway until someone picks it up.
I am for an art on winter nights with snow cover and no class in the morning.
I am for the art of living in the always-ending world.
Huang Yong Ping • Kiki Smith • fluxus • Joseph Beuys • Paula Rego • William Kentridge
Kiki Smith, Blue Girl, 1998
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5 Comments:
a girl after my own heart. hugs
Bon voyage! Hope your journey is wonderful and soon you are sleeping, comfortable, making home.
I saw that Kiki Smith piece at the Whitney. Had to spend a long time in that room with that little girl and all those star fish. So good.
Beautiful words
Two brilliant works from two of my all tie favourite artists.
take good care, g xx
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