Here you are.
- James Brown
At a fund-raising event for the Art Monastery Project last night, I was so intrigued by a couple of the paintings being auctioned off that I accidentally stole a catalog of the artist’s work. Look at this stuff:
I was further impressed after chatting with the very modest James Justin Brown, whose wife had informed me that the catalogs were for sale (I promised to send a check as soon as I solved my liquidity problems). As an architect by day, prolific artist otherwise, Brown has created a large body of colorful, alive, and sometimes violent abstract art over the last decade. Less afraid of form than the abstract expressionists, he says his work is nonetheless influenced by artists like Kandinsky.
I wish I were in a position to buy some of the stuff, but at the very least I shall deliver a check to Brown’s Seattle studio ASAP for the catalog.
- Daniel Cramer x Karen Dalton =
I’m on my way home to Boulder this Sunday.
I have a few more papers to write, but my mind is already somewhere else, somewhere craggier. So here are some pictures of mountains by Daniel Gustave Cramer (by way of It’s Nice That).
And here is a 1962 recording of Karen Dalton performing “the Prettiest Train” at the Attic in Boulder (which I think used to be below what is now Buchanan’s Coffee on the Hill).
Dalton, “her husband, and her daughter lived in a small shack in the Colorado mountains, with no electricity or running water, but a splendid view and plenty of space to ride horses. Occasionally, Dalton would play at the Attic, which at that time was the nucleus for Boulder’s folk scene.” ::read a pitchfork review
This train has left the station, you know, this train
This train has left the station, I said, this train
This train has left the station, this train takes on every nation…
Eagle on the dollar gonna rise and fly
- “Rust is futuristic moss”
Two things, maybe three:
1) Words by
2)
3)“The School Robot.
They change for P.E. quickly, excitedly.
I’m more deliberate as I get ready.
I’m careful not to reveal the
three thousand wires
that run down my back.”
“We played chess for 48 hours straight.
I thought it was her move.”
- Porn Sword Tobacco
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I bought this cd a few years ago, and can’t keep quiet about it any longer. Porn Sword Tobacco is Henrik Jonsson, from Göteborg, Sweden. He combines “Brian Eno’s ambient [sic] and the cosmic trips of Tangerine Dream and the avant-garde parsimony of Eric Satie.” ::article.
To me, it has the flavor of the works of another Swede who could be accused of Avant-garde parsimony. Both are as “chilly and forbidding” as the weather these days in Seattle.
The meat is in the textures. From the same article:
“I LOVE soft noise, for example the background noise on ‘Don’t quit your day job’ is the engine and tape spinning from my old Roland space echo. I feel free when I hear a good NOISE.”
Today’s postsong is Watts Towers from the album Explains Freedom.
- Bodily Art
Great, unsettling works by Eric Bostrom, Shawn Eisenach and others at cheese is sliced.
This one wins the “What is a carrot rope?” award:
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- Today was like…
…Terry Riley’s “The Pipes Of Medb Medb’s Blues,” and the works of Erik Natzke.
Natzke is “an interactive designer who is constantly trying to blur the lines between design and technology” (see his flickr page and his blog).
Today I lived in the blur between design and technology. From what I remember between riding to work, working, riding home in the rain, there were lots of colorful lines connecting things, and lots of circles flashing, all in 2D static. Then I watched Taxi Driver, which has an urban trudging madness like the attached Terry Riley piece. I can’t explain any further.
- Stina Persson’s Watercolors
Persson says her work is about about “finding the right balance between the edgy and the elegant the raw and the beautiful.”
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- Logos for Adapt Apparel
Possibilities, works in progress.
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- “Blog as Metaphor for Film” as Film Review
Someday, when I’ve reached the limits of traditional blogging, I will compose a post riddled with, if not entirely composed of, links. It will inspire dread.
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I will call it “Logic of Hyperlinks,” from a Slate article on David Lynch’s 2006 movie, Inland Empire
And not only does Inland Empire often look like it belongs on the Internet, it also progresses with the darting, associative logic of hyperlinks… a labyrinth of wormholes and worlds within worlds.
Like Inland Empire, “Logic of Hyperlinks” will make only disjointed sense, and it will be a masterpiece. Some visitors to carrotrope.com will stop reading after the first two paragraphs.
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