Showing posts with label objects. Show all posts
Showing posts with label objects. Show all posts

20130517

what a bad-ass: Ai Weiwei

An artist with superb craftsmanship, timing and most of all for me, a witty and seemingly constant sense of humor, Ai Weiwei is the biggest bad-ass artist working today. 
detail of Ai Weiwei sculpture installation
It's not just that he critically examines his Chinese government; he critically examines all government and demands accountability. It's his persistent clear voice that cannot be denied. And ultimately, thanks to his poetic images and objects that quietly and relentlessly declare better of humanity, he'll always have the last word. 

Detail of Ai Weiwei installation, Straight, commemorating school children
One Ai Weiwei sculpture is displayed in front of the Sol Lewitt mural on the main wall of museum first floor, making it delightfully easy to consider relationships of minimalism, light and form between the two works.

Ai Weiwei sculpture in front of Sol Lewitt mural
Walk around the works spanning more than 20 years of Ai Weiwei's "According to What?" exhibition and let his insight make you shake your head, nod your head and giggle a few times. 

I did. 

Near that mural is a separate gallery space loaded with thousands of photographs rotating on multiple screens. Be sure to spend a few minutes in there and see some of the ongoing themes in Ai Weiwei's work.


My favorite is the only piece he made when he lived in New York in 1988. It's the most modest in scale but so simple and clever of a sculpture that you have to appreciate it. When you go, look for it and let me know what you think of it.

And let me know if you think he's bad-ass, too. Or if you don't, what artist would you name as a bigger bad-ass?



me at the entrance of the IMA







20121109

capturing velocity shooting days

My sculptural video installation, titled capturing velocity, was included in the Montana Triennial this year.  In the last week of the exhibition, my friend Doug Ness documented it for me.  
  
The final installation in the Missoula Art Museum looked like this.

capturing velocity, Toni Matlock, © 2012, photo Doug Ness



capturing velocity, detail, Toni Matlock, © 2012, photo Doug Ness




The projection of the video into the granules of salt made a slightly reflective and rough texture that looked something like this.



capturing velocity, detail of projection into salt grains, Toni Matlock, © 2012, photo Doug Ness



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I shot the video footage over the course of 30 Spring days in Missoula, Montana.  

When it didn't snow or rain, shooting days usually looked something like this:

pointing west, Missoula, ©2012 toni matlock

watching wind, Missoula, ©2012 toni matlo

To follow posts of my artwork, see ToniMatlock.com

 
See my earlier post on the making of capturing velocity by clicking here, it's titled knocking myself out











See Doug Ness' photography website, too.

20110123

eco laundry



I'm wondering about trying these washing machine Eco Balls.  I know people who like the dryer ones.


Have you used the washer one?  What do you think of these?

20101104

video of my video on a window

At The Brink Gallery first friday opening reception of my show fix yourself, I watched a person taking a video of my video, learn more to earn more, on the window with their point-and-shoot camera.  It might have been the most perfect moment of the show for me.  

First, you can only see this video at night.  The projector hangs inside the gallery and points out an exterior window, so during the day the light of the projector doesn't compete with daylight.  

learn more to earn morevideo, lectern, encyclopedia minus core cut out, moss, window, silver leaf
In daytime, you can see just inside the gallery stands a lectern with an encyclopedia and moss growing inside it.   On the window's surface, silver-leaf layers form a circle at eye-level, over the book on the lectern.

learn more to earn more, view from outside during the day
When dusk rolled in on the later side of opening night, it was after most gallery walkers were heading to dinner with friends.  I was about to leave for the night too.  I stood in the middle of the gallery, when I saw a person outside the gallery stop to watch the video emerging in the circle on the window.  learn more to earn more was the last piece that we had installed for the show only a few hours before, so I had not even seen it on the window yet myself.  The person outside was probably the first to see this video as it was intended - on this window of this gallery, framing the objects inside.  

learn more to earn more, demo (with gallery staff member, Marlo,) of a person looking through the window
As I stood inside, twenty paces away and watching, their face, blurred by the filmy substance inside the circle that 'catches' the projecting image, they were perfectly framed in the silver-leaf halo.  I thought, "fini." But then they lifted their pocket camera, framed  a shot of the video and held steady.  Their lens pointing into the window, framed by the photographer's fuzzy face, framed in a halo of silver-leaf framed by a window of darkness.  This was more than I had hoped for.  The woman next to me saw what I did, and without a hint of irony said, "Toni, you gotta get a picture of that!"

A companion piece to learn more to earn more, titled swell, hangs on a nearby way in the gallery.

swell, core of encyclopedia, rope

learn more to earn more, detail at night
You can't really see the video at this angle, but you can see the layout of the elements at night.  The light from the video is 'captured' inside the circle of silver leaf, and also reflects off of it, back onto the encyclopedia.  

The video with learn more to earn more ran for the last time last Friday night.

20101024

solo show at The Brink Gallery

For the month of October, I have a show of new work titled fix yourself at The Brink Gallery in Missoula.

fix yourself features some of my efforts to pare down and seek clarity of knowledge - a moment that you look and hear and feel something that you’ve seen, heard and felt before but now you are convinced it’s a part of you.




integrating thoughts, LED lights, wire, ink and acrylic on butter papers


installing integrating thoughts

integrating thoughts, detail

the exhibition includes objects, pictures and video works.  see more samples of my work here in the future and at my new blog for my artwork here.

20100828

Hori Hori Knife

I've mentioned the Bunny Brand Hori Hori before as one of the best tools in my garden shed and since then I have been asked where to get one.  

Try your local nursery first.  In Missoula, I know that Caras sells them because my sister picked one up there when she visited.  Online, you can get them from The Garden Shop in Washington state or if you are interested in a wide selection of Japanese garden tools or the Hori Hori in different sizes and metals, check out Hida Tools.  Oh and search tip:  I call it a knife, but Hida refers to it as a trowel.  (You can also click through my Tip store to quickly get one through Amazon.)

Also, I want to give a shout out to the amazing wonder woman Jen Pledge Master Gardener for turning me onto the handy thing many years ago.  She is a great go-to gal for gardening (and other fun things) in Missoula.  

I really USE tools and my carbon steel Hori Hori has been indestructible so far.  I use it for weeding the toughest buggers Montana has offered me without failure as well as the most delicate plantings like the thyme plugs.


20100507

Ringing in My Head


I have a thing for timers.  They help me get things done. Not just things in the kitchen but everything.  When I am operating at full capacity juggling deadlines,  timers help keep me on track.  

I first used them in the studio to discipline my production schedule fifteen years ago.  My internal sense of time is very, um, well, loose.  I get absorbed in repetitive labor like hand-stitching bits of paper or teasing wool.  Now that most of my work is on the computer, editing video clips or 'drawing' virtually, I still get lost. Making marks, pixelating and re-arranging.  So once again, in an effort to keep myself on track, I am setting off bells.  

I set a timer when I start a task so that one, I get a truer sense of how long that kind of work really takes me and two, to make sure I move on to the next thing sooner rather than later.  

Okay, I'll admit it.  Timers are irresistible objects. I like looking at them.  I like winding them. I use a few at a time. A lot of noises - beeps and alarms - really bug me, but bells on timers are different.   They've become a familiar tune for order amidst chaos. 

When I saw the Gourmet Egg Timer iPhone App  made by Scott Marsden, I was curious if I would like how the timer 'works' compared to physical ones.  Would the bell be as effective? Give me the same push? Would I miss the quality of physically handling a timer as an object?  


So I tested it. And I went ahead and made some eggs while I was at it.







I found video demo of the app on a blog in Kazakhstan that shows the app's user interface of an egg in water. The video has a strumming harp-like loop (that is an example of the kind of noise that bugs me) but  the video still does a basic job of showing you the app in motion.  When you tip your iPhone (or Touch), the water level and egg move accordingly.  The water bubbles and makes sounds like it's boiling.  And also through sound, time ticks away just like a wind-up.


The Gourmet Egg Timer doesn't try to be a game and compete for adolescent hearts.  It just works.  When it opens, you set the size of your egg and the GPS determines your altitude to refine the cooking time.  When the timer starts, you can further choose your boiled egg preference from soft to hard.  



As a design, the simplicity of the imagery matches the function beautifully.  

By taking advantage of the device's tilt action capability, the app reinvents the timer in a new format and yet still satisfies as an object. It feels comfortable to handle. You feel the invitation to 'play' a little with the water but no pressure to totally lose yourself with or like a zombie.  I set it and go back to work until the alarm goes off.  

This app, as simple as it sounds, does just what it needs to do and does it beautifully. For me,  that is plenty and a welcome addition to my collection.

  

20100125

Stinky Free

 "This town smells like B.O. and marijuana." Nicholas A. ca. 1998 age 12, which is somewhere between these two photos of him.
My nephew, Nick, is studying to be a designer in Indianapolis. We were discussing the city of Missoula's identity for a design project that he is doing. I'm not sure what the perimeters are for the project yet but I started making lists  and collecting photos to help him. Since it basically launches a Missoula Break Down, I am posting it here, too.

It's not my inclination to take pretty pictures plus my view can be downright grim this time of year, so if you seek pretty pictures of wildlife, landscapes, architecture, and/or people, investigate the Rocky Mountain School of Photography website (RMSP).  This town is crawling with very capable photographers and RMSP is a good place to start finding them.  And if you follow links to some of the websites I've incorporated here, no doubt you'll find promotional images for everything.

Nick said he remembers the town of Missoula as outdoorsy, chain-free - boasting lots of independent restaurants - and artsy.  He hasn't been back for a few years but his memory still holds somewhat true.  We do have a part of town that developed after his time here that I refer to as The Hell Hole where lots of big box stores and chain restaurants appear to thrive.  (North Reserve Street.)  I'll ignore most of that here today.  I'll never forget when Nick piped up about the smells he so astutely observed, either.  Since nearly everyone (except me, of course) is so aggressively athletic, you'll easily find yourself sitting alongside someone who just came off the ski hill or their bike to grab a beer, cup of coffee, lunch, or whatever.  Sometimes you smell them before you see them.  As to the marijuana part, I will leave it somewhat how I left it with Nick when he was a pre-teen. "Is that what pot smells like?"


This is not my thorough and final word by any means on this town but it is a start.

Intellectual Diversity.
When I first moved to Missoula in 1996 (ah hell, don't do the math) one of my clearest observations of the Missoula valley is that no matter how liberal or conservative you believe that you are, you can always find someone whose beliefs are more conservative or more progressive than your own.  And you can often find common ground with any of them.  Never underestimate either side of any line because people are well informed and independent thinking here.  In my encounters,  people push past towing the party line on either side. Their positions zig-zag rhetoric and often for entirely different reasons than one party advocates.  More than just politically active in an old-boy-school way, people here take social activism seriously and with a passion.  That said, Missoula is very left leaning.  There are literally hundreds of non-profit organizations based here.  Most are socially conscious. To find out what current lecture, fund-raiser, event or activity is happening here with calendars and such, I recommend news sources like New West, The Missoula IndependentThe Missouliancollege radio and Montana Public Radio.  Don't forget that this is also a University town that offers rotating student and faculty populations, plenty of research, presentations and activity all on its own.  And even though I don't fully understand it, I'll share a tip to cover my bases. "Go Griz!"  A handy standby phrase if some morning you walk past a bar filled with drunk people clad in burgundy sweatshirts. Probably a game day.


Tolerance With Limits.
Coffee houses are always buzzing.  Pun intended.  We have many places to get a cup of coffee downtown Missoula.  Break Espresso. Catalyst. Le Petit Outre. Liquid Planet. The Butterfly.  Bernice's. Many are also bakeries. And there is significant loitering in all of them.  Students meet to discuss group projects, freelancers check their email, writers check their spelling, and so on, every day and all day.  Maybe we are the Parisians of Montana, I don't know, but it's definitely a past time.

It's mean, I know, but I'm proud that Missoula killed a Starbucks.  Here's the building downtown where it WAS.  The franchise supposedly had its own problems that helped its demise here, but it also didn't belong here. When it opened people here drew lines in the sand.  I understand the argument for consistency.  You are traveling, want a cup of coffee and see a known quantity such as Starbuck's and know the difference between grande and latte and so on.  And I hear there are other reasons why Starbuck's aren't all bad as far as big corporations go.  Whatever. (Insert my own personal soap box here.) My point is that Missoula has independent coffee shops a plenty that offer varied qualities to meet different tastes and a corporate owned cookie cutter cafe right downtown was way out of place.  Hence the bumper stickers that read "Friends Don't Let Friends Drink Starbucks."

Moral pressure is strong here.  That said, it's also respectable to buck the moral trend in this town.  Someone will definitely argue their belief to you, but I've always felt others respect your decisions and opinions especially if its informed.  Independent thinking is equally respected.  Now consensus on how to take action is another matter.  And another post another day. (BTW, You can still visit a Starbuck's at the Barnes and Nobles out at The Hell Hole.)

Myths Still Alive


Yes, like Norman Maclean's book (and Redford's movie) says A River Runs Through It.  The Clark-Fork River cuts through Missoula.  In the summers there are events along the river in Caras Park. Like Out-to-Lunch every Wednesday with food venders and live music. Nicknamed the Garden City, the Missoula valley has a decent growing season and a lot of locally grown food sold in groceries and the Farmer's Markets.  (A second Farmer's Market called the Clark Fork River Market opened along the river a few summers ago.)  A nice bike trail winds along here with points past the University and out past the mall across town.

Bar Stool Rodeo


I think the bars are another place besides the rodeo and the landscape where the Wild West mythology still hangs on a bit.  Luckily there are no gunslingers.  But there are a lot of bars for a town this size compared to Midwestern states where I was raised. Gambling is legal in this state so there are lots of gambling machines and 'casinos'.  A few bars still have poker tables, but this is not the Vegas type setting at all.


It is hard to explain but western bars are unique.  The Oxford, called The Ox, pictured above, is on the main drag, Higgins Avenue, and  is one of the oldest in town. They have an active poker table in their front window.  The bar has a rough rep and is open 24 hours a day. You see its patrons lingering outside regularly.  This is also where college rowdies might end a night of bar-hopping to get a burger or whatever before stumbling home.  For a good greasy spoon type burger, I recommend them. They are large patties on a basic white bun and come with standard lettuce, pickles and onions.




Beautifully Fit

In seeming contrast to the bar scene, there is a serious fitness culture as I cannot repeat enough. It takes little effort to reach the outdoors to enjoy it.  And people do. (Even me.)



You can hike a trail to the "M" on Mount Sentinel.  I took this photo from the bridge in the middle of downtown.  (I thought about cropping out the lines from the power station but that is also one of the charms of Missoula - I'm not sure if it comes from not trying to hide everything or limited vision in planning but there it is.)


For sake of time (and Nick is on a deadline) I'm jumping to a list for some more points.



Creativity.
Yes, there is definitely an art scene.  Oodles and oodles of writers live here.  The Missoula Art Museum  (in a clever building that is half historic Carnegie library and half modern architectural edition) is the downtown hub for much of it.  There is an active theater scene with local playwrite's producing here (as well as traveling, too).  Plus a symphony, opera and big concert tours like the Rolling Stones that make this one of their stops.


The Red X's.  This is a public art sculpture (BLUSH, I'll need to look up the artist's name later) in front of the old railroad depot.  This is at the end of Higgins Avenue where the road stops (the railroad is on the other side of here obviously).  To the right of this photo is where the original Farmer's Market is in the summer and bikes are piled up all over around here.



An extension of the creativity here are the boutiques.  There are lots of fun little independent shops in town.  I picked Tsunami for a photo because I want to take Nick there.  Sadly, Macy's department store is closing downtown.  A few other places that I like are Betty's Divine, Noteworthy, Shakespeare and Co., Red Rooster and House.

Architecture.



I am sure that neither one of these skyscrapers were here when you were here last, Nick.  It seems strange to even put the word skyscraper in the context of Missoula but there were already a few from way back.

The Wilma.
Which houses The Wilma Theater. (Look at their website for some good photos.)  And hosts the annual Nutcracker and several Film Festivals including the one closest to my heart, The Big Sky Documentary Film Festival coming up this February.  Plus there is the Florence Building, below.





Now for my disclaimer:



I dropped a huge pile of generalizations here. They are as reliable as far as generalizations go.  There are a ton more places, people and things to feature about this town.  Some things I cover on other posts in this blog, others I will eventually point out.  And I riddled this post with as many links as came to mind while I madly typed this up.

20080716

Concrete forms




I used three pieces of cast concrete that I made as tests for a public art project several years ago as a little 'entry flair' into the studio.  They are each roughly 3 foot square and 4 inches deep. I planted creeping thyme in the centers of each. Some bunny thinks I did all of this work for him.  I was worried he would hate the gravel. Instead, he lounges like he's living in the French Riviera or something. And nibbles on the thyme which seems to have an affect like catnip. He does spazzy jumps after he has some, like it's really spicy or tart, but goes back for more. I have thyme of many varieties around the yard and he never eats it all down.  He just snacks on it. How great is that?


Back Patio



After I finished the patio on the side of the house by the driveway, I couldn't stop. I moved through the gate and into the back!  I hauled gravel by the bag. This kind of gravel only comes by the bag and as it turned out, was much easier carrying and placing by hand than shoveling it into a wheelbarrow from a big pile in my driveway. Ironically, after I was done, I found out about a smaller version that is easier to walk on. I like the patio anyway. I highly recommend it as a cheap way to reduce grass (my big mission in my gardening life) and establish an outdoor space.