Found: Time Capsule of the 40ies

I love these 14 Rare Color Photos From the FSA-OW by Russell Lee and Jack Delano and others from that time. It seems there is no veil between you and the people 70 years back. A time Capsule. Men, women and children are working, fixing, baking and living along. The other end of the world is overshadowed by war and the comparison makes them unique in their peacefulness and innocence. A glimpse of how the 40ies could have been. J.u.s.t. B.e.a.u.t.i.f.u.l.

Found: Decadence

I find myself going back again and again to the paintings of Terry Rodgers. The size ( they are huge!), the theme ( an utter reflection of the complexity and ambiguity of life ) and the style ( modern times in retro-composition ).

I would love to see them in reality or own one ( mental note to myself:…need to play the lottery again… )

In his own words:

"In my work, I attempt to reflect my sense of the times we are living in, and both how richly interesting they are and how difficult it is for most of us to navigate their uncharted waters. There is a great push and pull, the lure and the repulsion, the fiction and the real, the known and the unknown. And we live in this swirl of delicate gestures, driving desires, fantasy, economic complexity and interdependence, hierarchical separations, isolation and hope. I am trying to render some notion of this rich fabric. "

I am a total groupie have the H.i.g.h.e.s.t.  R.e.s.p.e.c.t. for his work.

Found: Star Wars in Ice

Andreas Brick, a German sound artist, did some Silent Listening and recorded the music of ice.

"The most striking thing about these recordings is the synthetic-sounding descending tones caused by the phenomenon of the dispersion of sound waves. The high frequencies of the popping and cracking noises are transmitted faster by the ice than the deeper frequencies, which reach the listener with a time lag as glissandi sinking to almost bottomless depths."

An absolutely unique sound experience. I am  fascinated. A. L.o.t.

Found: ATTN

A web page dedicated to the wrong, the inappropriate and the borderline ….and the unbelievable funny. See for yourself.

"Land-shark"

…be prepared, a total timesucker.

Found: Epiphanies in a bundle

Cath Duncan and Michele Woodward called this a podcast about goal setting but I got the feeling it was rather about finding out more about yourself.

Though, I had some comforting thought keys coming to me in a yoga session the Sunday after.

"..ensure that the goals you set are what *you* really want. So many people skip this step and take themselves down the agonizing route of funneling themselves into working hard and trying to make stuff happen when they don’t really even want that stuff…"

"…A thought key is a word or short phrase that reminds you of what’s most important to you right then, rather than trying to focus on all the details of what you want to achieve…"

And when I looked into the True Values pdf, Michele recommended at one point in the interview, I had epiphanies falling on my head like snow flakes on a lake.

This has been more of a visual flotsam this month. I think that’s it so far. Have a great weekend!

 I was taught, if I can’t find the right words it wouldn’t stand in the world. This comes from a place where there is already no room and still – it exists without my help. A beautiful contradiction. 

If I had the words I would use them. The fact that I don’t have words for what moves me makes me choosing a medium that is not bound to words. If I could explain what I was doing, I would be a writer.

When I did presentations in the past I was always taught to explain them. As if the pure act of coming up with explanations would help people to grasp. This resulted in me collecting lukewarm explanation before or after and then doing what I wanted anyway. So why would I even spend time designing these little detours or maybe more important – is it useful for the people with questions in the first place?

If people argue with "right" answers, are there also "right" questions?

If someone would ask me, why is the sky not red, I wouldn’t answer because it is a natural given that skies are blue and there is no point of discussing something that is given and unchangeable. A question like:" Why did you make this line blue in the shape of a penguin?" invokes the same response in me.

Paintings have a language of their own. Attainable in time through observation. I would rob people the joy of exploration if I was able to explain it with words. The moment people ask about the penguin ( not that I ever painted a penguin but you know what I mean…), I was tempted to give solutions and answers where no general answers exist as there is not one language in the world.  I can understand the urge to own what one might not understand immediately to have it in your orbit so to speak, but receiving an explanation will not leave one resolved and understood until the handed tool is not used as well.

So I free myself from the this particular habit of mine to explain the unexplainable, *dammit

…maybe next time I write something about the beauty of contradiction and opposite truths because I spot them everywhere in here but I think I can settle on the complexity of nature for the time being…next time someone asks I’ll say: I do complex art. lol.

*in the spirit of Havi who was able to put it this approach in a more cohesive way on paper..

Found: The Right People Thing

I can read it again and again and still think its stunning and makes me slowly nod my head.

"Because life is not high school. There aren’t any cool kids….There are just people. Who have their own groups of right people.
And you get to belong anywhere where you feel safe and supported.
And you get to choose who gets to belong with you, and help them feel safe and supported….No, seriously. Life is not high school… Business is not high school. Nothing that happens is high school.

Except, of course, for high school."

…and here is Havi’s ship.

Found: Simplicity of life – birth, school, work, death

This is just blatant funny and I am impatiently waiting for his new posts.

“Kid, get used to it. You’re five and a half. The days of fun and leisure are over……its all downhill from here.”

…here is Troyen’s raft.

Found: Context shapes perspective and chops trees

About how it is to live near trees that are offensive and obsessing about choosing the right tool…for trees and in work life. Funny! Nerdy! Fascinating!

"Take a moment and step inside the mind of the brother-in-law. I’ve got several trees I want to get rid of… and what do I have in the garage? Two hammers, a paint can full of nails, some leftover wood and… a saw. Perfect. A saw."

…he rants in repose here.

Found: Where “Willpower” is not a concept that has any place

Eileen wants to walk her path in a mindful way and I like to follow her.

"Learning (painfully, experientialy) that change can only come after acceptance of what is. That observation without judgment is the first step toward creating lasting, positive change. (This stands in direct contrast to my past tendency to try to white-knuckle things into existence.)"

…read her journey from the beginning.

Found: When old recipes are not the same anymore.

It just makes totally sense when Michele Woodward explains it.

"You know I have the idea that we each have 100 units of energy to spend each day. Yesterday’s are gone, and tomorrow’s belong to tomorrow. All you’ve got is 100 to use today. And if you have created day-after-day which calls for 120, you’ve got a problem."

…so I read it all here.

I think that’s it so far. For this past month. Have a great weekend!

I am taking a break from painting right now and it is an experience of a special kind. Since March I spend a lot of my free time with my art or educating myself about the rules of the online world and this break felt weird first but turned out to be necessary and a good decision.

The time to reflect, allows other things, new and  long buried ones, to emerge and brings playfulness back into my life that I enjoy so much. I think a lot about the experiences I had with every painting and surprisingly had to find out that there were some I “cramped” while painting them.  At the same time there where others I approached in a very playful way and these where the ones that gave me the most joy.

I remember an artist, I had a conversation with, about how I sometimes wish I could paint highly figurative paintings which I truly value, for one reason of many – because of the skills in handling the medium they require. And I said, the truth is, every time I start these kind of paintings I get bored very quickly and don’t get beyond the sketches. She laughed and said: ” I know. You may not always like first, what you ‘need’ to paint”.

The picture is from yesterdays sunset in Playa del Rey the color palette is unbelievable!

090725 Ripples Blue 24″x48″ acrylic and gold leaf on canvas

After I finished Ripples Red I felt like painting another, bigger one. In the beginning I imagined it red as well but during the week it turned into a deep ocean like manganese blue. Like a wide deep blue sea inside.

Do you remember this movie “The Sea Inside” ( “Mar Adento” or “Das Meer in mir” I like the German title because it implies “within” instead of “inside”) by this oh so well-gifted Spanish director which name I always forget although I have seen all his movies ( maybe not all but a lot ) Alejandro Amenábar? It is about dying with dignity. I remember beautiful but empty, abandoned landscapes -  a cold Atlantic beach shore and a person with an unmovable body chained to a bed but free in spirit and another person that was free to go where she wanted but seemed chained in her heart. Galizier Ramón Sampedro is disabled since his accident 27 years ago but leaves in his mind to visit his beloved sea.

This painting is as true to me as the red one – I could do the magic twice. After I finished it, I felt dissolved and ready to embrace a little break from painting. Over the past weeks I spend much time setting up the new web page ( so you can actually buy my art work directly from me – here and now – and I ship it around the globe   ) and was simultaneously engrossed in painting – the little down time comes as a gift. Sometimes inspiration comes in waves and it just rolls over me – I accepted it.

You are looking north in this picture and in the center you can see the Santa Monica Pier and starting fireworks. The little light spot on the far left side is Malibu that joint in the coastal 9pm firework symphony ( did you know they used to have the fireworks at 5 am years back?!! At least this is what someone told me, so I am not sure about this – please feel free correct me ).

I love the fact that you can still make out the Santa Monica Mountains within the last light of the day – There is still a glimpse of orange sunset sky but at the same time the dark blue of the majestic star-pierced nightly firmament is already taking place. The sunset colors of LA are just fantastic and a recurring motive in my pictures.

This photograph is taken from the Venice Pier. Looking south you could see the fireworks of Marina del Ray and Manhatten Beach and other places along the coast at the same time. Lovely.

“Corn starch is a shear thickening non-Newtonian fluid meaning that it becomes more viscous when it is disturbed. When it’s hit repeatedly by something like a speaker cone it forms weird tendrils.”

…and for you who wants to know exactly HOW TO DO IT AT HOME:

I forget everything around me when I watch stuff like that – the attempt to grasp it and failing at it….thinking…how can it be, no its a fluid that can’t…wait its not a fluid…aaaah.

Last Day Dream [HD] from Chris Milk on Vimeo.

This short movie stuck with me for two days now. Watch it twice – at least.

This is my favorite poem by Robert Frost sent through the wordle algorithms. I especially like the “frozen promises” part of it….play around