Showing posts with label david john. Show all posts
Showing posts with label david john. Show all posts

17.1.11

2 more imperfect postcards from mary randolph carter (& a note from l.b.)


"Landscape: Another 25-cent junk painting that
has that look of Fall in the American countryside.

Still life of table: From my junk master's
collection--it reminded me of Thanksgiving."









the above in her original notes for
the postcards series. i've been
thinking about art a lot lately,
and maybe the reason it took
so long to publish these is that
i needed them to remind me
that art is not easy to define
and harder, still, to qualify.
louise bourgeois just arrived
in the mail, via a suggestion
here's what she said on p. 91:


"If I am asked what I want to
express, then this makes more
sense. At that point there is a
mystery we can at least talk
about, since for a lifetime I have
wanted to say the same thing..."















17.12.10

homebodies & card catalogues



while i channel wrapped presents in the mail (outbound),
please go thou & be edified by the exceedingly inspired
card catalog that david john is putting together. & even
though i never make a list, if santa reads this he can run
out and get this book for me. thank you. (in the instant
gratification department, i must note that i don't need a
subscription to liz's excellent blog: i'm signed up. love.)














28.11.10

whew


i cannot tell a lie; i still haven't
caught my breath since the tangy
cranberry sauce set to boil (it's
always the first thing we make
on thanksgiving). a small whirl
wind here, and just picking up
a few pieces. in the meantime
(speaking of pieces) i need to
share a blog i have been loving
since seeing somewhile ago a note
mr. basemen left at mag. yhbhs.

enjoy, please. i certainly do.
















28.7.10





"What is important?
What makes me get out of bed every morning?
What attaches me to this place?
How can I continue to evolve?
These are the questions I ask in this work and for me the answer lies in the feelings one has for others, in the love for one’s family.

These are the basic, essential things."

- Andre Cepada





Thanks to David John. Again.