Posts Tagged ‘inspiration’
I first learned of Krzysztof Wodiczko and his work when he came to speak at the MFA. A friend and I escaped the Museum School during our lunch break to hear him talk. At the time (I think it was the middle of junior year), I was having serious doubts (again) about art’s ability to make an impact on people at all and whether I would be able to do anything meaningful or relevant to society as an artist. Seeing Wodiczko’s work helped mitigate these doubts a great deal, if not put a decisive end to them.
Polish-born artist Krzysztof Wodiczko is best known for his large-scale video projections of everyday people onto monuments and other public edifices. These projections often portray these ordinary volunteers candidly telling stories of their lives and experiences, usually centered around painful ordeal or personal suffering. His work has been installed and shown in public spaces in over a dozen countries, ranging from the town squares of authoritarian governments to right here on our National Mall in D.C. Wodiczko also designs technological devices or machines worn on the body that help construct situations in which people can share their personal stories with others.
Nearly all of Wodiczko’s work follows a socio-political theme. For instance, in his monumental projections work, he chooses to film people whose lives have intersected with war, conflict, homelessness, social inequity, gang violence. In all these works, the melding of private and public spheres is immediately obvious.
This is a belated post. Saturday afternoon (pre-mochi), we actually went to see the Shepard Fairey show at the ICA. Here are my random thoughts:
By and large, it was a very predictable show. We saw an abundance of visual tropes inspired by war propaganda depicting activist/culture-jamming themes in a super-flat, high-contrast style. We also saw a preoccupation with sumptuous Asian and Middle-Eastern decorative motifs, as well as those spirograph-like things on money. But none of this is meant in a disparaging way. There were several things that I found amazing about the show.
Another great graphic designer talk from TED (they have oh so many). I like this one because Milton Glaser talks more about his process than about his higher overarching ideals. Also I enjoy his irreverant attitude.
Many times I’ve felt that same urge to humorously pontificate the “meaning” of this or that design, mostly to poke fun at designers’ tendency to take themselves too seriously. I would have if I thought I could get away with it. It must help to be an esteemed, established designer, which I am anything but. =)
Oh, I am way past my bedtime. Tomorrow is ruined; I’m gonna wake up at noon, sluggy and tousled. But the past 2 hours have been so great. I just spent the past 2 hours in various giggling fits, which I do believe is better exercise than having sex while jogging.
Basically, there’s this “performance art,” “improv comedy,” “urban prankster,” whatever you want to call it, group out there called Improv Everywhere, and that’s pretty much what they do: they improvise humorous situations involving mass participation everywhere (with a focus on large American cities at the present, though). They have this fantastic website, http://improveverywhere.com, which documents all of their comedic exploits, or “Missions.”
I think one of the best ones is the Human Mirror. By far my favorite aspect of all these is the wide range of people – young, old, hip, unhip, black, white, green, whatever – that can all respond in much the same way – by smiling helplessly at these happenings. It is very inspiring seeing a load of seemingly diverse people, especially in a city like NY which is often touted as having a “hardening” effect on people, just smiling away, sharing a baffled, joyful bit of experience in common, and also trying desperately to force their face muscles back into stoicism but failing utterly. It’s so great.
One of the things that inspires me so much about art like this – and yes, I do call it art, as legal as any art shown in the Whitney – is the universal humanness that they bring out in people. I aspire to make art like that one day – to get people in touch with what brings them together in common understanding. Boy, I will read this in the morning and really regret the cheesy rainbow sunshineness but you know what… it’s how I feel…. =)
I think I must have bruised my ribs laughing while watching Blues Bros. earlier and watching Improv Everywhere has only made it worse; I get these sharp pangs whenever I inhale. Oh, but it’s so worth it!
What is this almost constant sparkly feeling I’ve been experiencing for the past 3 days? Might it have something to do with marathoning Cardcaptor Sakura (undubbed, mind you) for 2 nights in a row? Because I don’t think it’s the beer I put in the chili last night, as boiling will quickly dispatch any alcoholic content, leaving only deliciousness.
Though I was somewhat of an anime fan in HS, I’ve gotten a great deal more suspicious since then. Right now I’m of the opinion that anime, as a genre, has some kind of unholy power that other forms of fiction do not, turning otherwise normal people into rabidly obssessive zombies who don’t know (or don’t want to know) the difference between reality and glossy cel-animated dreams. Yang disagrees, citing Trekkies as a cultural group whose fandom is of a magnitude to be seriously reckoned with. But I still think there is a difference. Anime is hyperreal, whereas Star Trek and Dungeons and Dragons and the like are merely fictional. The type of world that anime sucks people into is far more divorced from reality, by being a super-perfect and super-desirable version of it. That, coupled with the fact that it is foreign, and therefore seductively exotic to some, is a recipe for sanity purée.
What was I talking about. Oh, right, Cardcaptor Sakura. For Sakura I make an exception, for the simple reason that it has so much beauty and innocence and sweetness that it will make your heart explode. Strangely enough, once you brave the first 5 episodes, any and all suspicions of anime fan-service crap quickly evaporate. And when you are done watching, you will bask for days in the intense loveliness of a little fictional girl who has precious little logical acumen but copious amounts of heart.
…Which is what I am going through right now, I guess.
There are so many flaws with this show, but oh it is so good. For a little kids’ TV series it has a surprisingly high degree of character depth, plot integrity, and overall complexity. (The animation work itself is impressive too though they seem to have an inability to draw hands.) And the exquisiteness of its love story is rivalled only by the other Tina-shattering work of entertainment of late, Wall-E.
Okay, friends who read my blog, if you have any prejudice against anime like I do, I exhort you to put them aside for a bit and waste I mean devote 30-odd hours of your life to watching the Cardcaptor Sakura series. It will make you a better person. Yes, even you, Elliot, with your manly heart of frosty man-ice. =P









