Caught My Eye

  • File this under things I learned today:
    • “The story of kintsugi may have begun in the late 15th century, when the shogun Ashikaga Yoshimasa sent a damaged Chinese tea bowl back to China to be fixed. It returned held together with ugly metal staples, launching Japanese craftsmen on a quest for a new form of repair that could make a broken piece look as good as new, or better. Japanese collectors developed such a taste for kintsugi that some were accused of deliberately breaking prized ceramics, just to have them mended in gold.”
  • BushwickBK cries foul as the NY Times writes an article very much like one that already appeared on the Bushwick blog:”Aren’t newspapermen known lately for snarkily defending their relevance by claiming that blogs just repackage the content they dig up? It seems the opposite has happened here.”

    Though I have to say that as a blogger who has had my “ideas” swiped, you can’t always cry foul since all ideas have a life of their own when you release them into the ether, but Jeremy does have a very good point.

  • This anti-capitalist installation looks amazing and seems to fall in line with the best tradition of installation art.
  • Perfect mix of parody & tribute, there are references to a slew of bad 80s Saturday morning cartoons.
  • “…an interview with Buck Naked of How’s My Dealing by a writer named Qi Peng published on out of Salt Lake City, Utah. The terse interview makes a couple of things clear. I’m not Buck Naked and it is indeed an art project.”
  • Some lovely work from an artist who continuously comes across as fresh and inventive.

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