Once Upon A Time.

I wish I could be someone's muse. A modern muse, that is, without the torrid love affair that usually accompanies classical muse-artist/e pairings. Why the sudden wishful musings? (Okay, the puns are going to stop here, I could go on forever.) Well, these days, the literary theme of the week seems to be muses - mostly women. This week specifically - Amanda Harlech, Edie Sedgewick and Janice Biala. Perks seem to include an endless primary source of swag bags, aesthetic immortality by way of canvases and prints, and of course litearary immortality by way of biographies, auto-or-not....Hm.. Where do I sign? I wouldn't even mind settling for 'museling'. Hey, a girl's got to start somewhere.

Those of you who have been feeling a little bored and are in the KL region, check out:

http://www.kakiseni.com/events/exhibitions/NzkxMA.html

If you're too lazy to access the URL.:

In Print: British Contemporary Art from the Paragon Press.
Venue: Balai Seni Lukis Negara (National Art Gallery)
Dates & Time: 22 Dec 2005 - 22 Feb 2006 / 10am - 6pm
Free Admission.

This exhibition includes works by Hirst, The Chapman Brothers and Anish Kapoor. Probably not comparable to their works in the Tate modern, Saatchi or White Cube, but I think it will be an interesting trip. It has been the catalyst of a very funny e-mail exchange, which I will share. After I sent an e-mail informing a friend of the exhibition with the assignment of

'In not more that 250 words - The Hay Wain is a better lunchbox print than Hirst's The Last Supper. Discuss.' To which I got:

The relentless nutritional pilification of modern society has led to a
corresponding post-Heideggerian dislocation in art. Hirst's Last Supper
(series) efectively decontextualises hermeneutic subideals from
quasiplatonic pure appearances (Erscheinung) and transmogrifies the
Da-sein of Foodness into functions of instrumental communicative action
(Foodishness) that prompt multilevel system-lifeworld challenges
(Foodlessnesses).
Constable's Hay Wain, on the other hand, is merely a
non-essential counteressence to the primordial essence of truth and is a
throwback to pre-post-Enlightenment rationality. It is, besides, mainly
a picture of some trees.

/ends (80 words)

After supressing guffaws from my cubicle, here's my submission.

D.Hirst : "Hey, nice lunchbox."
Constable: "Thanks. I like yours too…it's really cool. It looks like
my Xanax pill box."
D.Hirst : " How many milligrams are you on?"
Constable: " 5 mg..you?
D.Hirst : " 10mg. The doctor increased my dosage after mom got me these
lunchboxes…she tells me that cognitive dissonance is healthy.
Constable: " Huh. I chew my nails. A lot."
D.Hirst : " Hm. Wanna trade?
Constable: "What, lunchboxes?"
D.Hirst : "Yeah.."
Constable: "No way. Mom will kill me. It matches our tea towels."

/end (88 words)


I think things are looking up.

Au Revoir 2005. Bonjour 2006...

Yes. I know "resolutions are counter productive...just do-it...bla bla bla..." never the less, it's nice to kick start the year of the dog with some goals, wants, needs and everything else that will inspire myself to work harder..

1) Have breakfast every morning.
2) Excercise more.
3) Travel more.
4) Watch more movies.
5) Read, paint and listen more/better.
6) Improve my French and Mandarin skills.
7) Find and read a Biala Biography.
8) Learn how to use my Nikon D-70.
9) Save Money.
10) Make Money.
11) Make Lusty Jewels a huge success.
12) Be more forgiving.
13) Apprentice with a taxidermist.
14) Renovate my apartment.
15) Find the perfect capri pant suit.
16) Spend more time with my family.
17) Keep my car clean.
18) Visit more art galleries & go to the Islamic Art Museum.

Out.