Beautiful and Unsettling Porcelain Bust Of French Artist
French artist Juliette Clovis creates porcelain female busts inspired from myth, nature and history which have bursting forth with flowers or birds, and flecked with studded spikes. The artist, Clovis creates the busts on fine porcelain, reminiscent of delicate pottery work, only to be consumed by abnormal features over the form’s surface. The most alluring aspect of the work is the calm facade of the female figures which dismiss the spikes and flowers growing over it.
Happy Monday, everyone! I think I’m going to make these posts regular installations since Mondays are almost always rest days for me. I like to start the week with refreshers, goal setting, little bits and bobs, and things that make me smile.
My boyfriend is nearly recovered from the flu and back to work in his office now. Not going to lie, it’s nice to have the apartment to myself again. I work out of a home studio and I just cannot focus when he’s home. I love him but he’s loud, and I sort of use my ears at an extremely high level to work. So far, I show no symptoms of catching his flu. That will make me flu-free since 2009. It’s not like I’m keeping a tally and trying to rub it in, but it’s pretty damn impressive, right? I should somehow find a way to submit my immune system for official study.
Push-Up Challenge: I’m starting this today. 100 push ups, 1 month. Arms have always gotten special attention from me. Though, I think I’m going to have to do modified wall push-ups at first. The plan is to build up enough strength to eventually attempt the challenge with traditional push-ups.
Eat at My Table: So, this will sound a little depressing, but people who grew up in dysfunctional families may know exactly where I’m coming from. Anyway, I’ve never really eaten at a dinner table! When my boyfriend and I rearranged the living room and cleaned up, we actually cleared our table. I’ve set it, and you know what? I don’t associate with toxic people anymore so I’m going to stop using my table as a “put all the crap you can’t find a place for” area.
Bits and Bobs
A Few Random Health Apps I Love: I just wanted to give some shout outs to some helpful health apps that I use. As it might be obvious, I use Fitbit. If you also use Fitbit and want to add me, PM me and we’ll set up this digital walking friendship and race each other! If you’re a migraineur, I recommend Migraine Buddy. I think this might be the most comprehensive digital migraine journal and it’s helped me nail down a few of my triggers and kept my appointments with my specialist highly informative for both parties. I sucked at keeping paper ones. If you have anxiety problems and want to track your mood, a habit’s effect on mood, as well have some small pocket-sized CBT exercises, check out Pacifica. I’ve been using this a lot the past few months and it’s an excellent little app to pull out when you’re getting yourself stuck in a bad thought. It will make you re-word your negative thought into something else and have you identify the thinking traps you’re using.
Reminder: If you have any student loan payments due on the 1st, or Hell, your rent, February ends after tomorrow!
Things That Make me Smile
It’s a bit eclectic but here’s our little table (picture below). I’ve set it with several porcelain flower sculptures that were left to me after my aunt’s passing. Many of the ribbons and fake flowers in the basket came from her funeral. My aunt took my sister and I in during particularly tumultuous times of our adolescence, and we actually did eat at her table. She was a master gardener and loved all things to do with nature and forest critters. I probably would have ended up in foster care without her. So, I’m going to continue eating dinner with her.
It was Saturday night and you were home alone, sitting on the couch watching Netflix. You had put some sweatpants and an old t-shirt on. Your parents had gone on a business trip and asked you to house sit. You didn’t mind since your roommate, Jimin’s girlfriend was in town and all they’d been doing is having loud sex. Plus your parents would be gone for four days and you didn’t have to work either. Lounging around for four days had a nice ring to it.
Marcel Duchamp submitted his artwork titled “Fountain” under the name “R. Mutt” to the Society of Independent Artists on 9 April 1917. The piece was rejected (despite the exhibition rule that all works would be accepted from artists who paid the $6 fee). Duchamp then took the upside down urinal to be displayed at Alfred Stieglitz’s studio, where it was photographed.
While Duchamp is frequently cited as the sole creator of the work, who bought a standard Bedfordshire model urinal on 5th Avenue in New York City, but in a letter to his sister on 11 April 1917, Duchamp mentions a collaborator (”One of my female friends, who had adopted the male pseudonym, Richard Mutt, sent me a porcelain urinal as a sculpture“). Duchamp may not have been truthful in his letter, but 2 women artists are believed to be candidates for the creation of the work, Baroness Elsa von Freytag-Loringhoven, and Louise Norton, who was living at 110 West
88th Street in New York City (this address is partially discernible, along with “Richard Mutt,” on the paper entry ticket attached to the
object in Stieglitz’s photograph).
The original “Fountain” was lost; it is suspected that Stieglitz threw it in the trash (a common fate of Duchamp’s early readymades), and Duchamp did not recreate the piece until 1950.
“Are you alright?” The man asked, words slightly slurred, although Victor hardly noticed. His recently waterlogged brain struggling to process anything as coherent as words. “Wha-…ah…yeah….” Victor barely managed to drawl out of his slack mouth. His eyes finally were drawn down to what should have been the center of intrigue, the fish tail attached where legs should have gone. It was the deepest shade of black like a puddle of spilt ink. Intricate pattern of scales glistening iridescent like the rippled ocean surface on a full moon or a clear night full of stars. “Ti….. takAya krasiva…..” Victor mumbled mostly to himself. “What’s that mean?” The mermaid murmured back, eyelashes fluttering sweetly over cinnamon eyes. “You’re beautiful.”
Jeff Koons is having a moment — again. The artist’s solo show of new and recent works, his first here in five years, opens at Gagosian gallery in Beverly Hills on Thursday. He’s also being honored at the annual Museum of Contemporary Art gala on Saturday.
The gala promises to be a bright and shiny thank you of sorts honoring the artist’s creative work and his philanthropy. During the last five years, Koons helped to raise more than $5 million for the museum.
But Koons, who holds the record for the highest auction sale of any living artist with his $58.4 million “Balloon Dog (Orange), 1994–2000,” has turned up in headlines recently for other reasons as well. In March, a French court ruled that his 1988 porcelain sculpture, “Naked,” was plagiarized from French photographer Jean-Francois Bauret’s 1970 photograph, “Enfants” — something he declined to discuss in this interview. And his recent project for Louis Vuitton, “Masters,” featuring original designs for a 51-piece line of handbags, scarves, leather goods and other accessories, delighted some people but struck others as overly commercial art appropriation.
The ever-colorful Koons, who will have a 45-foot-tall ballerina sculpture unveiled in New York’s Rockefeller Center in May, takes it all in stride. “I’m always trying to be the best artist that I can be,” he said in this edited interview. “To reach a higher level of consciousness with my work.”
For 2,000 years, the Chinese have been using the iridescent blue feathers of kingfisher birds as an inlay for fine art objects and adornment, from hairpins, headdresses, and fans to even panels and screens. While Western art collectors have focused on other areas of Chinese art including porcelain, lacquer ware, sculpture, cloisonné, silk and paintings, kingfisher art is relatively unknown outside of China.
Called tian-tsui (traditional: 點翠, simplified: 点翠, pinyin: diǎncuì, “dotting with kingfishers”), kingfisher feathers are painstakingly cut and glued onto gilt silver. The effect is like cloisonné, but no enamel was able to rival the electric blue color. Blue is the traditional favorite color in China.