You know how this works. I wait till I have my typical bout of insomnia, lay in bed and troll through the internet looking for something special I can share with the rest of you sheep chasers. This early morn, I’m catching up with illustrator, Aitch.
Aitch originally hails from Romania; her colorful matte folky illustrations depict the dreamy-ist dreams with a hint of sweet morbidity hiding amongst William Morris-esque gardens and bring to mind a bright and bold reincarnation of Victorian melancholy while still retaining a strong sense of her Romanian heritage.
Perth-based multi-media artist Laura Adel Johnson is now a yoga teacher. After stumbling on to her account and realizing who it was, I couldn’t help reaching back in time to her large-scale fairy light installations. It was unconventional choice to explore her ideas on human connectivity and emotions. The whimsy of the everyday was visual icebreaker to preface her experiments engaging with her emotive displays. They were inspired by what she called “gaudy” Christmas lights and decorations she’d seen around town during her 2007 residency in Omaha, Nebraska.
I wish she were still exploring and creating art, but one things for sure… you can never unsee something wonderful.
3D artist David McLeod plays with motion — trippy art experiments that explore flocking behavior. Mesmerizing is how I’ll describe the state of these objects in flux crashing over his website. Slow movements that crash into and pull away from each other in a seductive play that gives me further proof of my attraction to art.
That is all. Press play on the Instagram posts…I want you to fall into this rabbit hole with me.
Website / Instagram / Facebook
The following images have been culled from the nightmares of gallery owners and artists. Or at least that’s what I wanted this hilarious Tumblr to secretly be about. All this museum grade art cast in a sarcastic drama of really ugly rooms is from a fun blog, Great Art in Ugly Rooms.
We keep saying art is subjective and this Tumblr takes that concept to the extreme, editing images of masterpieces into rooms that are decorated in poor taste or simply disastrous locales. The flip side of this is pretty funny as well, too often I find myself in elaborately decorated rooms surrounded by
ugly ridiculous art. You’ll find hilariously smart examples of this scrolling through the blog created by Paul Kremer.
The Rothko perfectly matched with a girly room of cotton candy painted tones, a Modigliani sitting above a white toilet in a graffiti laced bathroom, Whistlers mother in a dentist office waiting room. My personal favorite – Damien Hirst sitting in a nursery like a baby shower gift from a over-enthused taxidermist.
*Easter Eggs: A few of these contain art within art and one painting is at an actual location – notice it yet?
I have to admit, I wish those Nan Goldin’s were exhibited with this kind of gritty intention in art institutions – it kinda all fits together doesn’t it?
Leonardo Da Vinci
James McNeill Whistler
You know how this works. I wait till I have my typical bout of insomnia, lay in bed and troll through the internet looking for something special I can share with the rest of you sleep challenged zombies.
Tonight, who am I kidding… this morning I happily remembered to check in on Delhi based illustrator, @jasjyotjasjyot.
Jasjyot Singh Hans has been on my watch list for over a year now. Every so often I ping him a brief hello so he knows I’m still following his work, waiting for a juicy project to crop up so we can collaborate. I don’t remember how I first came in contact with his work, but I know what’s kept me hooked.
On his downtime, Jasjyot takes breaks at coffee houses, drinks Chai, Instagrams and sketches.
He draws strong, women of color, full of attitude in his sketchbooks, and on delicate paper doilies – accentuating them with tints of blush. Drawn in a stylized blend of fashion and comic influences, Jasjyot’s sketches articulate his beautifully bold assumptions on women’s emotionally nuanced ways.
I’m giddy because he’s temporarily moved to the States and that makes my calendar itch for impending projects. I’m excited because he’s showing up on lists of ‘illustrators to watch’ and it’s thrilling when other people acknowledge good talent. I’m relieved because the sketches didn’t stop – they just happen in classier places. Now I follow Jasjyot when he steps out for dinner and leaves behind tables loaded with full-bodied women brandishing fierce looks.
Explore more on his Instagram & Tumblr
Last year at the Pinta Art Fair in Miami, I walked away mildly obsessed with the work of Colombian artist, Omar Castaneda. His imagery is so ‘in your face’.
Castaneda is committed to the local culture of Columbia – exposing their socio-political issues with concepts and materials related to food and animals, since according to him, that is the basis of the people, the culture and their habits. Using these common elements, he dissects the past of towns and regions, tells personal stories and recreates armed conflicts, both current and past.
As his art delivers this message with what could fairly be described as disturbing imagery, it delves into the explorations of subjects and materials related to his native South America. Castaneda’s inspiration and resource is food – A basic human necessity, food is loaded with cultural, social and political implications with regard to its value, production, source, and consumption. Food effectively dissolves most preconceived distinctions between nature and culture, production and consumption, morals and markets, family and society, the individual and the collective, body and mind.
Explore below, pieces from his exhibition, ANIMAL GENERATION. Or do some digging of your own over at omarcastaneda.org.
I keep a list of internet phenomena I hear people rave over, that hit top ten lists, that get featured in zines I pick up at random. Then I wait till I have a typical bout of insomnia, lay in bed and troll through them. Sometimes it’s just superficial website browsing that leads me to something unusual. The moment always feels charged and I’m determined to write a quirky, late night post about it, but that’s normally right before I start drooling and pass out on the keyboard.
Tonight – no today, right? Anyway, the Instagram account of London-based photographer Maisie Cousins (@maisiecousins) is kinda what I want to gush about. At first glance, it seems like a throwaway. Matter of fact, I think I immediately wondered what all the fuss was about. But, hey, I’m punch drunk and unable to sleep so what else was I going to do after successfully failing to fool myself into thinking I could comprehend Tolkien at this time in the morning.
Cousins’s work is creepy. I think I should say unsettling because that eludes to still being approachable doesn’t it?
I stop thinking randomly about what I think I know and delve further what I don’t in attempts to attach myself to a feeling. I wonder what dog-eared book of essays fires off in her head during a shot? What tube station does she regularly get off at? Because I want to think about what part of London inspires her most.
I feel like I’m looking at stills from my beloved John Water movies (Divine) and takes from old seventies mod psychedelic Londoner movies (free thinking babes with liberal morals). These pics are all so messed up ‘good’, like the beginning a good buzz. Another sleepy gaze and I can see it’s a photo log of feminist tropes in art school formats – she’s got a voice, it’s angsty and pure and filtered through a mind aiming to log in thought-provoking gender art in a way that’s never seen. That’s what we all think before graduation and a couple of art fairs.
Bold and uncontrolled, not unlike the newer underground art Instagram’s I stumble across – this one’s got sexy unshaven legs and she doesn’t care if you see them.
Ok, it’s sharing time.