Künstler: Heitor Magno
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2013-01-05
2012-12-03
MARY TING
” I grew up in suburban Long Island, the bedtime stories of my mother’s childhood in Nanjing during the Japanese occupation juxtaposed with the sounds of Lost in Space on our family’s television set in the background.
My teenage years followed with the event of my father’s return to China, where he reunited with his family and trained PhD students in Beijing at the end of the Cultural Revolution, colliding with the accidental death of my first boyfriend. The realization of the family purges and suicides was compounded by the later revision of history and ironic rise of some of those relatives to the Hall of Revolutionary Heroes.
I eventually pursued my version of my father’s path, studying, working and living in Northern China, and discovering more than I intended to about the countryside and superstition. Naturally personal experiences and family history play a major role in the vantage point of an artist.
Over time it melds into the language of the artwork and the work becomes cyclical. Paper was a starting point and primary medium due to its accessibility, ephemeral qualities, affordability, and its associations with ritual, folk culture, and ordinary life. But my interests have been to extend the field of drawing and works on paper into the realm of installation, sculpture, and film. In my studio, there has been an ongoing dialogue with other materials, an abstract narrative, and both a visceral and literary approach throughout my twenty years of working as an artist. The edges and boundaries of sanity, nuances in the body, a sense of longing, and shame are essential elements in the work. I have deliberately left a level of ambiguity in the work, the question as to whom is eating whom remains. The vehicle of the transformed, masked, or monstrous figure allows for an outpouring of expression of the other, stranger, outsider.”
- Mary Ting
(Text: sweet-station)
gesehen bei: darksilenceinsuburbia, dean project
ERIC LACOMBE
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acryl, bleistift und tinte auf papier
oktober 2012
acryl und filzstift
november 2012
acryl, posca
2012-11-22
2012-11-10
2012-11-06
2012-11-01
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2012-10-26
EIN SCHLOSS AUS MÜLL
gesehen bei: thisiscolossal, wall street journal
The Junk King from Evan Burns on Vimeo.
2012-10-21
LET'S GET TO KNOW EDITH HEIDMANN
Lungs of a Champion / 2010
Teil der Ausstellung 'For the Love'
Lungs of a Champion / 2010
Anatomica / 2009
Furrier / 2009
Junkyard / 2010
Warhead / 2011
Tits Ahoy / 2011
Tits Ahoy / 2011
' ' / 2011
There was a time / 2012
Künsterlin: edith heidmann
Die Künsterlin Edith Heidmann ist aus Australien und lebt zur Zeit in Berlin.
Eine Unterhaltung über Krokodile, Sauerkraut und wie man in Australien zum Millionär wird.
L: To be honest: Admit that Australia is the most boring country in the world since Crocodile Hunter died.
E: Things just haven't been the same since the representative of our 'lucky country' kicked the bucket. I think he was somebody that we all aspired to. Since his tragic death in 2006 our whole nation has been in mourning. Instead of black though, we all started to don croc suits in his honour. Sad, really sad. A lesson to us all, not to play with our native fauna.
L: Do you think Australia will be completely at the mercy of a crocodile plague now that nobody catches them anymore?
E: All hail the crocodile. Up the numbers. In fact, we should just abolish man kind and let the crocs rule.
L: At the moment you're an artist in Berlin. What do you venture to not to be one among thousands?
E: Abandoned. Everything and everyone is fucking abandoned man.
L: Your father is german too but moved to Australia. Obviously, you learned from him that Germany isn't the place to be anymore, so why are you actually here?
E: Glühwein, Sauerkraut, Babes and Culture.
L: What's the difference between appreciation of art in Sydney and Berlin?
E: It's one and the same except Berlin is Newtown and Surry Hills (our 'creative' suburbs) on crack, x 1000 as a whole city.
L: Why don't you move back to Australia to become a millionaire by selling some hot Berlin shit like Club Mate?
E: Now that is how you would crack the fucking market. Perhaps I should go back, open up a cafe in a basement, name it U8, deck it out with some crates and only stock Mate, Mate.
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