on thinking back over the ages since my last post i linger over all the amazing things that befell me that i'm not going to tell you about, dear journal.
went to the
phillips collection today... it's awesome. saw that dali painting apparition of face and fruit dish on a beach. (it's totally famous! why i even saw it in poseter form on the frathouse wall.) that was fun. they had several by yves tanguy, including one i hadn't seen before, rose of the four winds my new favorite. a nice dragon by calder, and an awesome
klee called architecture the dada/surrealist ethic is one of my favorites. the explosion of powerful repressed forces of the unconscious into the art world...
dali's paranoic critical method makes a great excercise: go for a walk, and everywhere you look, try to find images embedded in your surroundings--as if the world has a hidden storehouse of images that no one notices, no one but salvador dali!
max ernst's europe after the rain (which this image renders very poorly)... ernst worked on this painting in europe in 1940, using his
decalcomania technique. but he had to flee the little war going on there and finished the painting in new york in 1942. the painting looks like a ruined greek temple with heaps of junk and fallen walls with strange/beautiful/ominous figures emerging from the chaos...
to continue the jim sanborn madness, by an odd coincidence, i came across one of his pieces called
lingua completely by coincidence at the d.c. convention center. yes i went to the car show with my dad on friday. i like the fuel efficiencies of those new hybrids... o and they had robots