Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Eleanor Antin and her alter ego.


A few things I'm looking at in relation to my ballerina piece....which is turning into a video at some point.

Art 21.

Here is the link to the Art:21 on Antin. I love her comments about walking on tiny stilts (point shoes) and how grabbing a woman's crotch and lifting her up can be called art.

Antin speaks up.

I found this to be an interesting interaction between the museum archive and Antin. I also enjoy the back story to her ballerina series.

I am currently reading "Being Antinovia," Antin's journal during the three weeks in the Seventies she spent in New York, performing full time as the black ballerina Eleanora Antinovia. The memoir is funny an engaging, filled with self absorbed details from a women who thought of little else but how other's perceived her. In her writings she discusses her paranioa over people being racist or discovering she was "playing black" through her makeup. She also takes about her need to be scene, and that as a black women, she was often not served in restaurant or waited on by doormen.

although Antin plays with the idea of being a black women, the entire personae would be about race if not for the part where she was also performing as a ballerina during this time, putting on nightly shows and wandering around the city in fabulously glamorous garb. In Antin's mind, the ballerina gave her free entrance into people's hearts. Performing as a culturally treasured female icon, she hoped to receive the same attention in everyday life. The vast difference between what she expected and what she got is something that I am exploring in my work as well. For while I put on the costume of the ballerina and the princess, I know full well that I can never be the characters I assume.

But I can be a character. The key to being a princess or a ballerina is to taking their invisible, innate qualities and applying them to yourself. Then, people don't know what they're looking at, but they know they like it. By manipulating the cultural standards of femininity, and using them to your benefit you turn the tables, even if somewhat naively. This is something I am interested in exploring in my work.

Monday, March 29, 2010

The Power of Beauty by Nancy Friday

The following are quotes I'm considering in relation to my work.

"I cannot imagine a better battleground on which to examine our independance than the subject of this book –– looks, beauty, dress, the way we present our selves to others' eyes and see ourselves in all relfecting surfaces. Fashion appropriately spins like a top today, throwing away one look after another, bringing to mind the obsessed heroine of The Red Shoes, destined to dance her life away whenever she dons the slippers, which to me symbolize denial.

Women, men, none of us will ever understand or change our attitude about the way we look without going back to the source, she whose eye was our most critical mirror. She, along with father and siblings, created the primal stage on which we were cast in a role we continue to play or deny." pg 85


"Still close to purity of emotion, children recognize in their bones exactly what the wretched stepsisters feel toward the more beautiful Cinderella, having felt the same murderous cruelty that very day toward their own bother or sister, whose golden curls, once again, won the last cookie on the plate..... Fairy tales divert children from these overly harsh accusations by giving them events and characters who represent and play out everything the child is feeling; the child no longer has to internalize the bad feelings, turn them against himself." pg 95

" When children associate goodness with beauty, they simultaneously rank themselves, with their imperfect looks, as mean, bad, the worst, which becomes their secret selves, the blackness they will grow up to try to hide. Those of us who were the plainer ones often try to conceal this "bad character" with pretty finery, an exaggerated effort to please, behind which lurks the suspicion that when the who doesn't ring or the invitation doesn't arrive, the world has seen through our lovely exterior to the blackness within." pg 97

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Performing Perfection









Hello all,

With this new piece I'm trying to examine the intersection between perfection and real life. The ballerina has long been seen as a symbol of feminine beauty, strength and grace. Often depicted at a whispy speck of a human, her body has been embraced by the modeling industry and standards for beauty at large. By embodying the ballerina, albeit the imperfect one, I am both producer and performer of my actions and girlish fantasies. I am taking up this costume/facade of perfection –– this goal that is attainable to so few and performing my way through it, in an effort to show the performance of everyday life, in the everyday person.

My work is becoming increainsgly about performing this perfection –– about taking signifiers of embraced since girlhood and reconciling them as a young adult. Also, showing what happens when I "real" person takes up these roles. What struggles do they have? How do they fit into the costume? How do they perform the actions they've witnessed so many time? How can I put humanity back into these ridged constraints of beauty and perfection?

The end product will be a stop animation film installed as some sort of projection...still to be worked out. That's all for now.

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Marina Abamovic at the MOMA











I was transfixed by Marina Abramovic. Yugoslavian performance artists who emerged in the 70's as a powerful force for women's art, has been sitting at the MOMA n the same position for over a week now, staring at whomever sits across the table from her. She is scheduled to sit in the museum for the entirety of her show. I approached the performance from behind, seeing Marina from the back as a beautiful fleshy sculpture, and then came around to see her calm but attuned to her subject. The women sitting across from her at the present time was in her early forties, also a beautiful woman with lovely long grey hair. I circled the two performers several times moving to find the "best" angle on the action.

Marina's eyes opened and closed frequently, but they never wavered from her subject. She sat with her attention undivided, in spite of the camera flashes and a chaos around her. I couldn't help but admire the amazing mental strength it must have taken to remain so controlled... but then again, she has been practicing for this performance her whole career.

As I sat and watch the two women (the grey hair lady sat so long that the line behind her started to whisper and wonder if she'd ever leave) thinking about what was going on in each of their respective minds. As I built the narrative and dialogue up in my head I realized the genius of the silent exercise. These were my thoughts... not either of the subjects presented before me. There is no way for me to presume what they may or may not be thinking. I am left to consider my judgments as only my own. And who knows, Marina may only be thinking about how badly she has to pee.

In relationship to my work: I absorb Abramovic's use of struggle and violence towards oneself to discover oneself. I think there is an immense mental strength within her and a reflective capacity that I hope to someday achieve. I love the openness of her pieces, how she let's you fall in and out of them, taking what you will. But at the same time, she is very confrontational, forcing you to look at the horrors of self-inflicted tortures presented. I admire her gull, consistency and her commitment to performance as the most personal way of making art real for and with the audience.

Monday, March 15, 2010

Cindy Sherman: Doll Clothes

I've been contemplating this stop animation piece quite a lot. I think this, more then anything else Sherman has done, has influenced my work and related most directly to the ideas I'm dealing with. Doll Clothes

I love the obsessive quality of stop animation. And the part about no going back. There is equal parts careful planning and spontaneity that can influence the piece.

Also, some images of hers throughout her career.





These are from her newest society lady series as seen on Art:21.



Congratulations


Pipilotti Rist


I’m most interested in her positive attitude, her freeness and mildness towards herself and her philosophy surrounding creating. I also love her ideas about the viewing experience. She puts a lot of thought into how people view her work, sometimes having them lie on topographical carpet maps to get the full effect. Pleasure and comfort of he viewer is often a consideration.

http://www.pipilottirist.net/




‘People often ask me if my art is feminist. I am a feminist , that’s a point of honour and logical, so long as society’s horizons are equally accessible for everyone. But there are thousands of insights that shape my inquires. Even though I have a positive view of humanity, there is room for ambivalence in my work; accepting this should foster a certain mildness towards oneself. This is what I strive for in my work.” (pg 20)

Rist, Pipilotti. Congratulations. Edited by Richard Julian. Stockholm: Gravity, Be My Friend, 2007.



My favorite Rist video and also one of her earliest. I'm Not a Girl Who Misses Much.

Pour Your Body Out: Interview with Rist at MOMA installation,.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Pertinent Quotes

In various ways, I feel like these quotes relate or inform my process of thinking, making and acting out.

“Men act and women appear. Men look at women. Women watch themselves being looked at. This determines not only most relations between men and women but also the relation of women to themselves. The surveyor of woman in herself is male: the surveyed female. Thus she turns herself into an object –– and most particularly an object of vision: a sight.”

John Berger, Ways of Seeing (Great Britain: Penguin Books, 1972), 47.

“A woman’s presence expresses her own attitude towards herself, and defines what can and cannot be done to her. Her presence is manifest in her gestures, voice, opinions, expressions, clothes, chosen surroundings, taste ––indeed there is nothing she can do which does not contribute to her presence.”

John Berger, Ways of Seeing, 46.

“…Broadly speaking there is a general tendency to endorse the idea that the individual subject as such is inseparable from the condition of being the subject to; for example, subject to ideology (of which gender ideologies are a significant instance), the state, commodity culture, and so forth.

Lisa Gabriella Mark, ed., WACK! Art and the Feminist Revolution, 337.


Nochlin writes, “Women must conceive of themselves as potentially, if not actually, equal subjects, and must be willing to look the facts of their situation full in the face, without self-pity, or cop-outs; at the same time they must view their situation with that high degree of emotional and intellectual commitment necessary to create a world in which equal achievement will be not only made possible but actively encouraged by social institutions.”

Linda Nochlin, Women, Art, and Power and Other Essays.

“Giving our bodies over to others to do as they want with them is a form of collusion in our own continuing infantilization.”

Dawn Ades and others, Mirror Images: Women, Surrealism, and Self Representation, 13.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Small thought.

I feel like, at this point in time, I am interested in exploring the small, obsessive parts of identity that accumulate into a larger idea, that then snowball with other bits of identity, that then complete a whole person. But what is a whole person made of? What are the categories of identity? How far can I break them down before they desolve into unsubstantiated nothingingness? But if I can break any bit of identity down to it's most banal parts and then make it trivial, then what does that say? That we need the whole in order to validate all the little pieces that garner our attention along the way?

I weighed myself three times today. This is not abnormal.

3/9/10: 10:54am-176.4 lbs, 10:15pm-174.4 lbs, 12:17am-176 lbs.

This is obsessive. This is unnecessary. These measurements tell me nothing about the whole. But still, I want to know. I need to know to keep myself on track, to stay motivated, to be aware of who am at this moment. But the goal is larger and further away. The the issue of health is more complex then how much I weigh, but still I measure, in the most simple way I can, my "progress" and "myself."