how "cutting edge" for James Harithas :P.. i'm sure we'll hear really new and revolutionary things like.. how the white man is evil, how color equals oppression, reparations, and other pop culture anthems of dissent! available now!
Friday, May 30, 2008
THE BIG SHOW | 2008 Call for Entries
O'Quinn, Mezzanine & Cavnar Galleries"Ladies and Gentlemen, this is your first official announcement for Lawndale's biggest show of the year: THE BIG SHOW! Artists living within 100 miles of Houston are invited to submit their artwork for a chance to be included in the show and a shot at one of three cash prizes."
Submissions, hand deliver work to Lawndale Art Center
June 25 and 26, 2008 - from 10 am to 5 pm
Pick-Up (for works not selected)
June 29 and 30
Opening Reception and Announcement of Awards
Friday, July 11 from 6:30pm to 8:30pm
2008 Big Show Juror
I would like to invite you to my Exhibit Opening Reception, Los Hibridos, on Friday, May 30, 2008. The reception will be held at the Museo Historico de Reynosa at 8:00pm. Curator: Artemio Guerra, Creador Emérito de Tamaulipas, México. I have attached a map for directions. Also, if you have any questions, please feel free to call me at (956) 655-6850 or the museum at (011) 52-899-9221512. Thank you, Marina I. Salinas **It is a very safe part of town, so you do not have to worry about safety** Les invito a que me acompañen a mi exhibición el Viernes 30 de mayo del 2008 en el Museo Histórico de Reynosa a las 20:00 hrs. Les anexo el mapa y la invitacion. Cualquier duda o pregunta, favor de llamarme al (956) 655-6850 o al museo (011) 52-899-9221512. Gracias Marina I. Ceballos de Salinas
Geez, what's the deal with nothing being posted here? I was looking forward to coming back and reading posts. Oh well... I want to feature music a little more in this blog. Here's a start, albeit unspectacular... Maybe something more in depth on a regular basis upcoming:
Dertybird to play Last Concert Cafe Friday May 30th!
Dertybird is set to take the stage at last concert cafe (houston TX) on may 30th. Also performing is David Jiminez and Nice Work If You Can Get It.
Don't miss this epic rock show!
Sunday, May 25, 2008
There is a history of dumping news on the Memorial Day weekend, so it gets buried in the day-to-day muck of life. I stopped writing online when I felt that there was no use in continuing postmodern sophism through art criticism and Peoplelisation of Houston. I still had three obligations to fulfil while I was not writing here, and they were all obsessed with the spectre of May 1968. The three pieces were torture, and I hope I never write again.
The last piece I wrote before May was a hopeful take on technological communication and intimacy refuting Baudrillard's simulacra. Postmodernism can suck my fucking balls- it's some bullshit.
Then it was International Workers' Day, or in Texan- Thursday. I quit smoking. May 68 had been in the air, but it hit full force nostalgia with a masturbatory May Artforum and the real revelation for someone born in 1980 that the game that is being played in art and commerce is not viable, original or revolutionary. I have been so fucking depressed.
Have you ever read A Season in Hell? Don't read it if you are depressed. YAR asked me to write 3000 words for Gulf Coast, a literary mag, about his illustrations of the epic poem written by a seventeen year old. The other Parisian revolutions came into focus, but postmodernism fell apart for me. Rimbaud believed what he wrote. It was happening to him. Is that so stupid to say?
I rewrote that thing a million times. I took to watching Italian soccer games and writing on top of copies of the last revisions. I went to the Art Car party at the Orange Show. I saw the Houston Area Show, The Old Weird America at the CAMH, John Alexander at the MFAH, the Lawndale, and Diverseworks. I heard about Tom Jones' death while walking out of the new baroque cathedral in downtown. On the day that Robert Rauschenberg died I bought daisies and drove to the memorial on Heights Boulevard in the rain. I watched Chicago Cubs games and rewrote it again and again. I sent it away and I was in shambles. For Artshouston, I wrote about How Artists Draw at the Menil. Omar from the Free Press called and said he was going to Lebanon. He needed an article. I had nothing left but three obituaries in 500 words.
May 1968 is a funny thing to me now. it is stupid only because it is local- and I am elsewhere. There is something to be said for stepping away from rancor to do something productive. Postmodern market art, in all its facets and forms, is a restriction on life. This is stupid to think that there isn't real life and magic in objecthood. Otherwise we say that life and living it is not art itself. Systematic science is defined by human subjectivity. Look to youth to redefine art as a rich man's game that artists do not need.
Instead of fighting against the system, like William Cordova, I am content to get a job. Academic sophism is a lucrative business. Maybe I'll be an administrator. What Houston needs now is a market day, a public identity. Screw it, I'm moving to the northside.
There has been a lot of ink spilled regarding 1968 and where we are today. Don't forget 1948 either. The Old Left has no place today. Communism failed, but I really don't like the world they have created along with the right. Truly trainspotting, I am obsessed with politics now.
A quiet summer to you all. Let's grow a little.