Irving Penn

In London, I saw the Chris Ofili and Irving Penn exhibitions. I enjoyed both, but I especially was taken by Penn's portraits at the National Portrait Gallery. The exhibition was clean, straightforward, and in the perfect space. It featured Penn's portraits of recognized figures including artists, writers, intellectuals and musicians. Organized in rooms by the notable periods in Penn's career, the exhibition highlighted the evolution of Penn's photographic techniques and the repetition inherent in his methods. His monochromatic images brought out strong, identifiable characteristics from each of his sitters. There were so many that I found arresting and that I'd like to post, but the Penn studio is really tight on reproduction so I could find few of my favorites online. Here's a good one of Newman though.

Irving Penn, Barnett Newman, 1966

I really recommend this exhibition! It runs through June 6, 2010.

Lil' Winslow

While in London, Katherine and I, and her friends Sarah and Mike explored Camden market. Katherine and I spent about thirty minutes at a stand trying to decide which little string guys to get. I chose this one and I've decided to call him Winslow because... right? I mean...

Winslow Homer, Watermelon Boys, 1876

I Love the 90s - Daria

Last summer, I interned at the Johnson Museum in Ithaca. Due to the daily thunderstorms and the heat, all I wanted to do after work was read, bake, and well, watch Daria. I was totally shocked to find zero legit DVDs of the series online (an unfortunate discovery that reinforced my victimization of 90s pop culture glory), so I did what any sensible non-torrenting person would do: I created an alert on Amazon.com and lo and behold...


Success!!! And a dear friend has already pledged to buy it for me as a belated birthday gift! Wonderful!

Peepshow

I went to London over the weekend and it was great fun! I visited good friends, had a lovely tea, went to the Brick Lane market and haggled (in English!), saw some exhibitions, ate a lot of Indian food, and went to a gargantuan Topshop.

On Monday, I was wandering through the rooms in the National Gallery when I happened upon Samuel van Hoogstraten's "A Peepshow with Views of the Interior of a Dutch House." It was remarkable. I tried to write out a description but it was inadequate so I'm borrowing the description off of the National Gallery's website.

"The peepshow is a rectangular box; the interior is painted on three sides, as well as on the top and bottom. The sixth side is open; originally light would have entered the box from this side, perhaps through specially treated paper stretched across it. The box would have been placed close to a window or illumination provided by a candle. There are peep-holes in the two shorter sides which provide the illusion of three-dimensional views of the interior of a house...The box was probably painted in Dordrecht in the later 1650s. A number of such peepshows were made in Holland but only a few examples have survived." (http://www.nationalgallery.org.uk)


I really enjoyed the process of looking into the box because as I adjusted my eye to the peephole I could observe the different painted objects slowly come into focus and reaching perfect perspective. That's what was so cool about it, really. Even though the proportions within the box were determined, I couldn't realize them until my sight was able to perceive the snapshot. It was as if my eyes were acting as a camera lens. (The inside was lovely too, of course.) A great essay with related subject matter is Rosalind Krauss' "Photography's Discursive Spaces: Landscape/View," which I read last week when I failed to stay focused in my three hour French literature section. Womp. You can find it in the Winter 1982 issue of Art Journal.

Moelleux aux Framboises

When it's raining and dreary I like to stay inside and eat. Enter raspberry cakes! My favorite neighborhood boulangerie bakes them fresh every night and they are filled with many raspberries. Bessie and I ate them with vanilla Haagen-dazs ice cream and this most amazing raspberry sauce or something (not really sure what it was) that she made, and drank some sweet wine.

Moelleux aux Framboises de Gana, 54 rue Oberkampf, 75011

And Another...

I peruse watches guilt free because promptness is useful. Must work on my timeliness. Maybe if I had an enormous, gold, rectangular watch face sitting on my wrist I could get it together...

The Ivy by Nixon

Like Jellybeans but Better

I covet a Nixon Time Teller P watch. I first saw them at Colette awhile ago and what attracted me to them was their bright, bold colors, but now I can't decide which one I like best because there are so so many colors! Ah! These are my favorites.