June 16, 2011 § 1 Comment
[luhv] Show IPA
noun, verb, loved, lov·ing.
a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.
a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend.
sexual passion or desire.
a person toward whom love is felt; beloved person; sweetheart.
a love affair; an intensely amorous incident; amour.
sexual intercourse; copulation.
( initial capital letter ) a personification of sexual affection, as Eros or Cupid.
affectionate concern for the well-being of others: the love of one’s neighbor.
strong predilection, enthusiasm, or liking for anything: her love of books.
the object or thing so liked: The theater was her great love.
Chiefly Tennis . a score of zero; nothing.
a word formerly used in communications to represent the letter L.
–verb (used with object)
to have love or affection for: All her pupils love her.
to have a profoundly tender, passionate affection for (another person).
to have a strong liking for; take great pleasure in: to love music.
to need or require; benefit greatly from: Plants love sunlight.
to have sexual intercourse with.
–verb (used without object)
to have love or affection for another person; be in love.
love up, to hug and cuddle: She loves him up every chance she gets.
out of affection or liking; for pleasure.
without compensation; gratuitously: He took care of the poor for love.
for the love of, in consideration of; for the sake of: For the love of mercy, stop that noise.
in love, infused with or feeling deep affection or passion: a youth always in love.
in love with, feeling deep affection or passion for (a person, idea, occupation, etc.); enamored of: in love with the girl next door; in love with one’s work.
to embrace and kiss as lovers.
to engage in sexual activity.
before 900; (noun) Middle English; Old English lufu, cognate with Old Frisian luve, Old High German luba, Gothic lubō; (v.) Middle English lov ( i ) en, Old English lufian; cognate with Old Frisian luvia, Old High German lubōn to love, Latin lubēre (later libēre ) to be pleasing; akin to lief
out·love, verb (used with object), -loved, -lov·ing.
o·ver·love, verb, -loved, -lov·ing.
1. tenderness, fondness, predilection, warmth, passion, adoration. 1, 2. Love, affection, devotion all mean a deep and enduring emotional regard, usually for another person. Love may apply to various kinds of regard: the charity of the Creator, reverent adoration toward God or toward a person, the relation of parent and child, the regard of friends for each other, romantic feelings for another person, etc. Affection is a fondness for others that is enduring and tender, but calm. Devotion is an intense love and steadfast, enduring loyalty to a person; it may also imply consecration to a cause. 2. liking, inclination, regard, friendliness. 15. like. 16. adore, adulate, worship.
1, 2. hatred, dislike. 15, 16. detest, hate.
June 12, 2011 § 1 Comment
(And I’m sure that title is as obvious to anyone in Chicago that knows both of us as my brief tribute here will be.)
So, I discovered a parallel to that sad maxim that you can really only hurt the ones you love – I guess you can really only waste the time of people too busy to afford it. Shit.
I had this idea – I have this idea that as long as I started this thing, blog, and I’m not sure exactly what to do with it, I have this idea that I will interview people from time to time, people that inspire me in some way.
So the other night I did my first interview and I interviewed Jason Lazarus. I’ve known Jason for a long time, but never very well at all, and didn’t our conversation go great and isn’t he the most charming and likeable and inspiring of anyone I know and didn’t we talk for an hour in which he blew my mind over and over by how perfectly he could articulate his practice and his drive and his intentions and the inherent political charge of creative practice of any sort and even expound on the nuances of the word “grace” as applied to art and expand it from the immediate experience of one’s own body to the appreciation of Obama’s political skill and it was so awesome and impossible to repeat or paraphrase, irreducibly poetic! And goddamn it, didn’t I blow the recording!?
Anyone know this book?
I thought my talk with Jason would be my humble beginnings towards that.
Instead, my god, 15 years ago (!!) I became obsessed with the Norton Anthology of Interviews
It was the first of a few times in my life that I would go through a phase of feeling funny about occasionally being interviewed and when interviewed often feeling misunderstood or taken out of context. This book is amazing and I’ve returned to it many times since, because it contains basically the history of interviews, many or most of which were published before recording technology or at least consumer or portable recording technology. Consequently, the book reads kind of like ‘I went to Genghis Khan’s house and I spent four days as his guest eating sandwiches by the pool and then this one time I said this and he said this.’ Or ‘Darn that Ghandi has got some balls, eh?’
Point being, people are only paraphrased, never quoted. And it turns out, people often speak with subtlety. Meaning, the history of interviews = the history of people feeling misunderstood or taken out of context.
So, in the spirit of that rich old tradition of journalistic paraphrasing, I unfortunately can not run a transcript of an interview with Jason here, but can instead only write a brief tribute to his work, informed by an hour long conversation he was kind enough to make time for.
I thought to interview Jason now because he put together the sprawling and ambitious art show “Hang In There” that Joan of arc will be a part of. It opens this Friday at Co-Prosperity Sphere in Bridgeport. http://hangintherejune17.wordpress.com/
If you can’t make the opening, I highly recommend making it out some other time during gallery hours as the list of participants really has my expectations high.
So, as a way to promote the show, I figured I would introduce the man behind it. A Jason Lazarus 101. (And be sure to follow the links to view these pictures on his site. They obviously look better bigger, make more sense.)
“Spencer Elden in his last year of high school (January 2008)”
I guess this may be Jason’s most well known image? Simple enough looking, right? On a slick roof, back turned to the close edge, skylight weighted down by dumb-bells. This idea is so smart and cool and the execution only makes it better. You realize who that kid is, right?
“Untitled: RIP Derrion Albert”
Look at that stare! Captured at the gathering to announce the loss of Chicago’s Olympic bid, days after Derrion Albert’s death, for which Jesse Jackson had taken on the role of somehow focusing public despair (re: the beating, not the olympics.) I, for one, was in a queasy daze for a week after watching that video, and I know most Chicagoans were too. This photo, Jason happened to see Jesse Jackson at that moment, is a great example of the intersection of personal and social, the singular experience of the gargantuan, shared event that is common in Jason’s work.
When asked to explain in his own words what he does, Jason said the various offshoots of his work all bloom from his hunch years ago to pursue self-portraits. Thinking about self-portraiture, the possibilities of the discipline expanded and the work came to be about the mediating between self and culture.
Another example of this tendency in his work might be his photo of Emmett Till’s grave.
Emmett Till is an inherited cultural fact we must all confront to some degree. Jason’s photograph is unique because of the very specific moment it was taken – the grave open, the body exhumed. And of course the connotations of the monument being opened in Bush’s Pre-Obama-post-racial-America. (Ahem.)
“Try Harder,” Jason’s first specifically motivational piece, existed as a wall size print in the Heaven Gallery with a stack of prints to take away for free. My girlfriend had one hanging above her desk for a year until she moved studios. It worked! The piece explicitly takes for granted that its audience would be other artists, other culture makers of some kind and it’s a dare, a call to arms.
His open, collaborative project “Too Hard To Keep” exemplifies the potential power of sharing, sharing as unloading a burden. It expands “Try Harder”‘s concept of its audience to acknowledge the role of creative practice – even the most casual practice in which the maker would never consider him- or herself an artist in any way, snapshots, etc. – as central to the everyday manner in which we feel ourselves and remain a singular, unified identity.
(And I’m not comfortable choosing an image from these to represent the whole.) http://www.jasonlazarus.com/#/work:19:t.h.t.k./media:527:
It’s heavy and it’s beautiful and it’s purposely perpetually incomplete.
Open and collaborative in another way, his project “Orion Over Baghdad” is the kind of Jungian politics I so appreciate at its most coy.
When asked how teaching and his recent artist talk at the MCA fit into his practice, he stressed the idea that certain critical muscles get flexed whenever one talks about their own or others’ work, expanding and deepening the critical faculties one then brings to one’s own work. You know how people get really sensitive about things they make? It’s the flexing of that muscle that allows people to get past that and see their own work more clearly. Beyond that, every time one talks about an idea they have for a project, they are to a small degree realizing it in a way. I love this idea, so obvious as to be invisible.
It was a true honor and pleasure to sit and talk with Jason for an hour. I am so embarrassed to have blown the recording because of my own stupid technical oversight. I-Phones are tricky, huh? Hopefully, my elementary introduction to and appreciation of his work will remedy my gaffe in some small way.
Poke around: http://www.jasonlazarus.com/
And who wouldn’t want to see the group show that this guy put together?! So, check out “Hang In There.”
June 8, 2011 § 1 Comment
Man I was looking forward to this show for a couple months. How cool would it’ve been if they sounded and did exactly as they did, but they had also read this – ???
Yeah, Wildbirds and Peacedrums were maybe my favorite band I’d seen in a while, which makes it that much more disappointing that it wasn’t perfect, gah! So close . . . !
June 2, 2011 § 2 Comments
UK Dates with Hot Club de Paris
Thursday June 23 LONDON – The Camp Basement
Friday June 24 NOTTINGHAM – The Bodega Social Club
Saturday June 25 LIVERPOOL – The Kazimier
Sunday June 26 GLASGOW – Nice and Sleazy
Monday June 27 ABERDEEN – The Tunnels
Wednesday June 29 LEEDS – The Brudnell Supper Club
Thursday June 30 BOURNEMOUTH – The Winchester
Friday July 1 BIRMINGHAM – Hare and Hounds
Saturday July 2 KINGSTON – The Peel
East Coast Dates with Implodes
Thursday August 4 PONTIAC, MI – The Pike Room
Friday August 5 TORONTO, ONT – The Garrison
Saturday August 6 MONTREAL, QC – Casa Del Popolo
Sunday August 7 ALLSTON, MA – Great Scott
Wednesday August 10 NEW YORK, NY – The Mercury Lounge
Thursday August 11 PHILADELPHIA, PA – Johnny Brenda’s
Friday August 12 BALTIMORE, MD – The Golden West Cafe
Saturday August 13 CHARLOTTE, NC – Milestones
Sunday August 14 ATLANTA, GA – The Earl
Tuesday August 16 NASHVILLE, TN – The End
Wednesday August 17 ST. LOUIS, MO – Firebird