While in Paris last week, I dropped by the Centre Pompidou to take a look at some art. The Center is quite big and relatively new so I’d never been there before. I already knew half of the pieces exhibited in the permanent collection, either because I’d seen them in some of my classes (that’s the case for a few Aktionismus and found footage videos, like Fuses by Carolee Schneemann) or because they were somehow in this or that retrospective, exhibition, etc; a few of the ones I had not yet seen struck me for specific reasons. One of those was Sigalit Landau‘s Barbed Hula which picked up on the 70′s performance art movement involving taking the body to the extreme – sometimes resulting in self-harm. It was a very touching piece, very simple and very beautifully filmed. It depicts a naked woman – presumably the artist herself – playing with a hula hoop. One soon realises that the hula hoop is made of barbed wire and that every turn will mark the woman’s body.
Another was Heartbeat by Nan Goldin. I have often seen photo-series by her, the one which got me the most in the past was one about her friend’s stay in the hospital. She had picked out one photograph for each day, showing the progress of the illness and the despair and sadness which hung over everyone’s head in that hospital room. This one, however, was a slideshow documenting intimate moments between couples she knew. It didn’t feel like voyeurism the way watching Fuses does; it was a beautiful work, especially since the soundtrack to it was a song by Björk – somehow, the ethereal voice of the Icelandic singer worked well with the concept and the images.
I tend to be partial to nudity. Mainly because these days, I feel like nudity and violence are used in art just like anywhere else to shock and attract rather than to make a real point; that is why I’m always thrilled to find a work which brings in nudity or blood because they are essential to the piece.
My name has five letters in it, and comes up in some Bright Eyes songs. I am (apparently) an artist, with too much time on her hands. Well, enough to blog (almost) daily. I am 1/4 (the smallest one, actually) of Lazy Acre Records; I also write & photograph for a
localmagazine based in Englaaand and makeused to draw musically-inspired comics for a canadian mag (RIP Inscribed). As if that wasn't enough, I book bands for a local experimental music venue called Subterrarium: we rock pretty hard. Sometimes I can be quite cute. I used tostill have a crush on Marty McFly; I like baking, overusing semi-colons, the smell of the sea, and thunderstorms.
I tend to be quite the busy bee, but if you make VERY sexy music and want me to listen and enjoy and possibly even (!!) write about it, shoot me a mail, baby. music(at)alicetragedy(dot)org