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Floating on the breeze between the sky and your screen. Today we are gonna take a walk, maybe barefoot, maybe in boots, maybe on sandals — through the tangled, leafy trail where nature and art meet.
Some people think art is all about paint on canvas or words on a page. But long before there was a museum or a gallery, there was a cave wall and a handful of ochre. Somebody took a stick, dipped it in the earth, and drew a bison, probably just outside the cave where the bison actually walked.
That's art imitating life or maybe life imitating a wild dream.
You ever look at a tree and think, "Man, that branch looks like it's reaching for something?" Well, that’s nature’s sculpture. Every curve, every knot, every broken limb—it tells a story. That same kind of reaching, yearning, that's what artists do. Painters, poets, pickers of guitars… they’re all trying to catch something that’s moving too fast to hold.
Take Vincent van Gogh, Dutch fella, cut off his ear, sure, but more than that, he painted wheat fields like they had souls. He saw the wind and painted it in color. He didn’t paint nature as it was, he painted how it felt to stand in it.
You ever stood under a thunderstorm and felt like writing a song? You’re not alone. The birds do it every morning, we just try to keep up.
Now you see, art doesn’t just come from nature it is nature. A tree grows, a song grows. They both start small and need a little rain, a little struggle, and maybe a little love to become something worth sharing.
And sometimes, nature fights back. Ask the people who built cities outta steel and found vines crawling up the windows by spring. Or the painter who tries to copy a flower and finds it wilting before the brush even touches the canvas. That’s nature’s way of saying: "You can borrow me, but you can’t own me."
So next time you’re feeling stuck go outside. Watch the clouds. Smell the rain. Touch the bark of an old tree. Nature is the first artist, and she doesn’t charge admission.
We’re just echoes. Scribbles in the margins.
//keep your ears open and your eyes full. Your always walking Loana Ibarra
watercolor, ink on paper.
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In February 2006 Craig Tracy opened the PaintedAlive Gallery in his home city, New Orleans, La, USA. PaintedAlive is the first gallery in the world dedicated exclusively to fine art Bodypainted images. But where did his passion for using the human body as a canvas start?
Read on...
On Monday, December 19th, we partnered with Lenovo computers to build out the ultimate art-themed smackdown. Hosted at Villain in Williamsburg, guests stepped into a fully imagined warehouse art party. That night it was all about participation. We created a series of art activities to get guests making art and meeting each other. Guests captured the revelry of the night in Ventikoland’s projection photo booth. After some savory Espolón cocktails and tacos the art battle was ready to begin. 2 amazing artists competed head-to-head in a series of timed challenges and a head-to-head battle of creative awesomeness. Interludes were provided by a pop & lock round girl, battling breakdancers, and a duo of beatboxers.
Event Design by Adam Aleksander Presents
Photography by Lukas Maverick Greyson
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24/06/2012 : Marseille 3e, bd National / rue de Strasbourg, îlot National : exposition Une collection de collections (Maryvonne Arnaud et Philippe Mouillon)
collection de stylos publicitaires (Babeth Camilleri)
Frida Kahlo: The Exotification of an Icon
Frida Kahlo has become one of the most recognizable and celebrated artists of the 20th century, but as her popularity continues to grow, so too does the trend of exotifying her image. In many ways, Kahlo's powerful, raw, and emotionally complex art has been relegated to the background, while her public persona and visual image have taken center stage. This phenomenon of "Kahlo-mania" risks turning her into a mere cultural commodity, stripping her of the nuanced identity she carefully crafted in both her personal life and her artistic practice. Very few out there may not even know that during her lifetime she never achieved to sell an artwork and that she had to support herself teaching art at the art academy in Mexico. For ages.
At the heart of this exotification is the way Kahlo's physical appearance and cultural identity have been reduced to a set of easily digestible symbols. A souvenir. Her iconic unibrow, bold lip color, traditional Tehuana dresses, and long, flowing hair have been romanticized, commodified, and ultimately flattened into signifiers of an idealized, "otherworldly" mexican femininity. These elements of her image are often detached from their cultural context—specifically, her deep connection to Mexican heritage and her revolutionary political ideals—and transformed into a visual shorthand for the "exotic" or "primitive”.
She was deeply involved in the Mexican Communist Party and had a nuanced understanding of class struggles and Indigenous rights, but these aspects of her identity rarely make it into the commercialized versions of her legacy, such as the knowledge that her mother was a very strict, catholic and conservative woman born in Oaxaca, Mexico of Indigenous and Spanish descent and her father was born in Germany and emigrated to Mexico when he was eighteen. Does this had any influence on her way of expressing herself? Instead, her image is hijacked to sell everything from fashion to cosmetics, often divorcing her from the very causes she championed.
This reduction of Kahlo to an aesthetic has profound implications. It risks turning her into a muse for the masses, whose powerful and revolutionary works are seen as little more than visual metaphors for a vaguely defined "otherness" rather than political, personal, or emotional statements. As Kahlo’s image circulates across fashion magazines, t-shirts, and even murals in tourist hotspots, the deeper themes of her are eclipsed. This depoliticization is particularly troubling considering Kahlo’s fierce engagement with the world around her, both as an artist and an activist.
In this sense, the exoticization of Kahlo's image can be understood as a form of cultural appropriation, where the elements of her identity are extracted, distilled, and consumed in ways that erase the specificity and depth of her work. The Frida Kahlo who appears on a t-shirt or a mug is not the same as the complex, self-aware woman challenged the norms of her time.
To truly engage with Kahlo's legacy, we must move beyond the commodified image of her as an "exotic" icon. Her art deserves a deeper, more thoughtful examination that challenges our assumptions and encourages us to reckon with the often messy realities of her life and work. Instead of embracing the shallow, marketable image of Frida Kahlo, we should strive to understand the complexities of her artistic expression.
The quote "I hope the exit is joyful - and I hope never to return" is attributed to Frida Kahlo. She wrote these words in her diary shortly before her death.
Well, the exist maybe turned out joyful, but her wish on hopping never to return is indeed a utopia.
ink watercolor on paper
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Ralf is a talented visual artist. The hat he is wearing is the one he wears when painting with water colour. Ralf's favourite place to paint is out in nature and he uses the water from his surroundings to infuse in his piece of work to bring nature to the collector.
In February 2006 Craig Tracy opened the PaintedAlive Gallery in his home city, New Orleans, La, USA. PaintedAlive is the first gallery in the world dedicated exclusively to fine art Bodypainted images. But where did his passion for using the human body as a canvas start?
Read on...
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08/04/2017 : Le Puy-Sainte-Réparade, Château La Coste : exposition Mountains and Seas (Ai Weiwei)
With Passport
CICERO-Foyergespräch mit dem Künstler Markus Lüpertz und den CICERO-Redakteuren Christoph Schwennicke und Alexander Marguier;
Nikon D810, 70-200mm f/2,8
- El arte de extender -
Extension is what happens when something refuses to stop right where it’s told. A road that keeps going past the city limits. A hand that stays out a second longer, hoping someone else will take it. You ask for a little more time, and time, if it’s in a good mood, slides you an extension cord and says, Don’t trip over it.
People are always asking for extensions. On rent. On love. On promises they made when they thought they knew who they were. You can extend a deadline, but you can’t extend yesterday. Yesterday packed up and left without leaving a forwarding address.
An extension can be a kindness or a warning. The teacher gives you an extension, and suddenly you learn how long a week really is. The doctor gives you an extension, and you start noticing the way the light hits the kitchen table in the morning. Same word, different weight.
There are things we extend without thinking. Our voices across a room. Our shadows at sunset. Our lives into the lives of other people, whether we mean to or not. Every story you tell is an extension of the one before it, reaching back like a line of boxcars disappearing into the dark.
And a painting, that’s an extension too. A brushstroke held just long enough to say what the words can’t. You don’t want it to end, but it has to. Even extensions run out eventually. That’s how you know they mattered.
Sometimes the universe says -I’ll give you a little more. Don’t waste it.
//painting process on canvas,detail
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04/07/2015 : Le Puy-Sainte-Réparade, Château La Coste : exposition Different Places (Sean Scully)
Cock Park Restaurant Branding Design By #Akib_Sarder
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Obra: La Ultima Cena.
Autor: Dan Rosen.
Dirección: Sebastián Blanco Leiss.
Labor: Diseño de Escenografía y Vestuario.
(Junto a Florencia Del Gener).
Teatro: Diagonal. Mar del Plata.
Ganador Premio Estrella de Mar 2009: Mejor obra del Circuito Off.
Teatro: ElKafka Espacio Teatral. Buenos Aires.
Temporada 2009.
Fotos: Mariana Del Gener.
Martin Castein - Visual Artist / Photographer
and
Katie F - Photographer
To contact Martin please email at martin@martincastein.com
Follow Martin on twitter www.twitter.com/MartinCastein
Today’s topic? Drummers.
Backbone of the band.
Timekeepers of the soul.
Now there’s a lotta great ones. Buddy Rich could make a snare drum sound like a stick of dynamite. Charlie Watts could make it look easy peasy. Max Roach could make it sing like a bird caught in a thunderstorm. But today we celebrate a man from Liverpool who hit the skins with the swagger of a sailor and the grin of a man who knows he's in on the joke; Ringo Starr.
Born Richard Starkey. July 7th, 1940.
He was sick as a child, missed a lotta school but maybe that gave him time to dream. 'Cause pretty soon, he was playin’ in the clubs on the River Mersey, wearin’ flashy rings and beatin’ drums like they owed him money.
He joined a band called Rory Storm and the Hurricanes. That was before the hurricanes got downgraded and the Beatles got upgraded. He replaced Pete Best, and the girls cried foul, until they heard him play. Ringo wasn’t the flashiest. He didn’t have that Keith Moon madness, or Ginger Baker’s hurricane fury. But hey! Ringo had feel. He swung. He shuffled. He played for the song. And sometimes that’s harder than playing fast.
John said he was the heart of the band.
Paul said no one else could do what he did.
George? Well, George just smiled and let his guitar talk.
Now, Ringo wasn’t just a drummer. He sang, too. “Octopus’s Garden”, a kid’s song on the surface, but really, let’s be honest, it’s about finding peace in a world gone mad. Kind of like Ringo himself, a peaceful man in a band that changed the world.
After the Beatles, he kept on rollin’. Made movies. Released solo records. Had a hit with “Photograph,” a song that sounded like it missed somebody real bad.
And he’s still out there, 85 years today, traveling with the All-Starr Band, spreading that good-time gospel. Peace and love. Peace and love. He says it so much, it starts sounding like a prayer.
So here’s to Ringo Starr. The drummer who didn’t need to prove anything. The beat beneath the Beatlemania.
ink, watercolor on paper
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Many artists put almost as much into their booths as they do their art.
Permission granted from artist for photos. Release from artist available, if needed.
Obra: La Ultima Cena.
Autor: Dan Rosen.
Dirección: Sebastián Blanco Leiss.
Labor: Diseño de Escenografía y Vestuario.
(Junto a Florencia Del Gener).
Teatro: Diagonal. Mar del Plata.
Ganador Premio Estrella de Mar 2009: Mejor obra del Circuito Off.
Teatro: ElKafka Espacio Teatral. Buenos Aires.
Fotos: Mariana Del Gener.
Galleri Slätten presents
(OBETITLAD) a solo exhibition by your always truly and faithful Loana Ibarra
Opening Friday 23 September at 18.00-22.00
Ahlmansgatan 20, Möllevången
Bienvälkommen må ni alla vara!
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Goddag folks! if you've been tuning in, you know we like to wander down some pretty twisted paths, digging into stories, art, and people who well, who make you think, y’know? Today, we’re celebrating a man who made movies like dreams or nightmares. His name? Ingmar Bergman.
You see, Bergman wasn’t just your average director. No, no... he was a master of the mind. One of those felinos who could make you feel like you were standing in the middle of a storm, and the wind was just blowin' your thoughts all over the place. He made you face the hard stuff. The kind of stuff we all avoid, like death, despair and loneliness, all those places we try to ignore, but you can’t escape.
Born in Sweden, in the town of Uppsala, this guy, he had a wild vision. If you’ve ever seen The Magician (my personal favorite Bergman movie) or Cries and Whispers (which my mother saw a cold winter day in Switzerland as a youngster, one existential experience she can describe from tip to toe) or even the beloved Persona (the historical film tape burning, yeeeh!), you know what I’m talkin' about. He wasn’t afraid of silence, in fact, one of the most powerful moments in his films are when there ain't a word spoken. Just the heavy, lingering feeling of something big, y’know? He’d make you feel uncomfortable, but you couldn’t look away. Trapped in an elevator. Up and down we go with no exit sign.
Now, take The Seventh Seal, for instance. You got that knight, playing chess with Death, trying to figure out why we’re here, what it all means. It’s a lot like that old saying, ‘You can’t cheat Death,’ but Bergman put it all out there. He’s asking the big questions and sometimes, just sometimes, you gotta face them. You don’t get the easy answers in Bergman’s world.
Bergman didn’t just stop with the big stuff. He dove into relationships, too. Scenes from a Marriage — whew! That film’s like crackin’ open the door to someone’s private world. Ever tried to look at a relationship from the inside? The rawness of it all? Bergman was the man who wasn’t afraid to shine a light on all that... dark, complicated, beautiful stuff we keep tucked away. Tack Bergman, we owe you one, or two.
But let’s try to get the whole spectrum, he didn’t just stick to drama. This director, he got himself a reputation, sure, but it wasn’t all just storm clouds. In fact, he once said ‘I am not a religious man, but I am very religious.’ So there you go.
Ingmar Bergman’s films are like a mirror to your soul, reflecting all those pieces we try to hide. But then again, maybe we’re all looking for the same thing; peace, meaning, understanding. Whether you’re swinging from a dream or living through a nightmare, you just wanna know why the hell we’re here.
ink, watercolor on paper
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Doctor, diva, freedom fighter and pianist who could make a single note feel like a courtroom verdict.
Funny thing… she was awarded an Honorary Doctor of Music and Humanities from the Curtis Institute of Music, the same school that had rejected her application years prior.
Vida. That’s Nina Simone.
On Monday, December 19th, we partnered with Lenovo computers to build out the ultimate art-themed smackdown. Hosted at Villain in Williamsburg, guests stepped into a fully imagined warehouse art party. That night it was all about participation. We created a series of art activities to get guests making art and meeting each other. Guests captured the revelry of the night in Ventikoland’s projection photo booth. After some savory Espolón cocktails and tacos the art battle was ready to begin. 2 amazing artists competed head-to-head in a series of timed challenges and a head-to-head battle of creative awesomeness. Interludes were provided by a pop & lock round girl, battling breakdancers, and a duo of beatboxers.
Event Design by Adam Aleksander Presents
Photography by Lukas Maverick Greyson
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