I hate using clichés, but the phrase ‘from another planet’ certainly applies to the work of artist Heather McGill. Her unworldly creations are all but totally detached from any given time or place. And, having been close enough to touch her sculptures, I can attest to how pristine and flawless they really are. In fact, […]
Celeste Rapone is a painter that must have had some really great birthday parties thrown for her as a kid. She takes this and other staples of American childhood, stuffs them into a visual piñata, and swings away. Pop! A colourful array of abstract and realism fly out and convene onto the canvas.
I have to admit, the tunes these three sisters make are my pleasure (notice I didn’t say “guilty”). In fact, I’m proud to say that I’m falling, falling, falling in love with this band. Check out their cover of Hazy Shade of Winter here.
Simple yet charming, these paper cut-outs by Casey Ruble seem to pare down images of ordinary, everyday life to their bare essentials. Managing to use only a handful of colours, she recreates scenes that are quite pleasing to the eye. Her work almost reminds me (and I mean this in the most respectful way) of […]
Decipher II and Tapestries are continuing series of collage works using baseball cards from my childhood collection. In a sense, the cards are unraveled and then assembled or crocheted into geometric shapes and patterns which isolate and highlight certain graphic elements from their former designs.
Photographer Caspar Claasen has an eye for capturing just the right moment. He has a way of quarantining people within the frame, creating the sense of being alone in this world, but not in a bad way. In fact, most of his photos are really quite funny.
The other night, I got a chance to see Sarah Rara’s A Ray Array, an hour long collection of 16 video shorts included in the Dlectricity festival in Detroit, Michigan. As I sat still and watched, my mind was lulled into a trance-like state; lured in by the humming, ambient sounds and the calming, ethereal visuals in her videos.
My first discovery of Ivan Argote’s work was actually more of a double take. A video snippet surfaced of a young man in a museum walking up to two framed Mondrians and brazenly spray-painting a long, black squiggle across both, in broad (museum hours) daylight. Or, at least, that’s what supposedly happened. Much of his […]
Fellow Detroit-based artist, George Rahme, is on a rampage. Or perhaps I should coin the term, Rahme-page. This past weekend I attended the opening for his new series, Fire Over Water at Public Pool in Hamtramck, Michigan. The excruciatingly tedious detail and complex use of layering in his collage work is simply unmatched. Multiply that by the overall scale of each piece (some measuring 8×8 feet), and it’s immediately apparent that he’s charging right into the upper echelons of world-renowned artists. Out of the way, Rahme is coming through!
The word on the street is that this enigmatic foursome from Detroit, Michigan, is putting the finishing touches on their long-awaited second full-length album. Their quality-over-quantity approach has produced a meticulously-crafted catalogue which is compact, yet sonically rich with soaring electronic rock that will leave you jonesing for more. That said, hurry the hell up […]
When he’s not formulating or recording music for Zoos of Berlin, co-frontman Trevor Naud seems to keep pretty busy as a visual artist (and a darned talented one at that). I love the grainy, a la Xerox-tech quality to some of his work. Peruse his photostream and definitely make sure to check out his Album Covers as well as the new Mapmakers series.
Winston Chmielinski has the innate ability to balance his faintly morose subjects with an extensive palette of cheerful and rosy colors. I’m particularly fascinated with his “portraits” and the way he can masterfully render only an eye or an ear and yet leave the rest as foggy patches of flowery hues that sometimes run down the canvas. How did he know my mind would fill in the rest?
Viktor Timofeev is currently one of the most prolific young artists I’m aware of. Since discovering his work several years ago, I’ve kept a close eye on the countless dynamic and intriguing works pumped out from his conveyor-belt-style work ethic. From deconstructed-Q*bert-landscapes to type-gone-wild to gravity-defying-architecture-in-bondage, this guy can’t seem to hit the brakes. Nor should he.
In my ongoing series, entitled Eurythmy of the Game, choice elements from dozens of vintage baseball cards from my own childhood collection are meticulously culled and reconfigured. The resulting geometric arrangements speak a certain language which playfully undermines the masculinity of pro sports, more specifically, major league baseball.
For the past several weeks, I’ve been listening to Frank Ocean’s new album, Orange Channel, on repeat. As far as I can tell, his latest video for Pyramids is the closest you’ll ever get to being on mushrooms, without actually being on mushrooms. Not that I know what it’s like, of course.