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7/28/2008

Just Say ‘No’ to Gov’t Arts Subsidies!

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To: david.poole@canadacouncil.ca
Cc: donna.balkan@canadacouncil.ca, karen.kain@canadacouncil.ca, claude.schryer@canadacouncil.ca, robin.dupuis@canadacouncil.ca, andre.courchesne@canadacouncil.ca
Subject: Canada Council Club ref no 3215-06-0101 (fwd)

After 35 years, I knew damn-well that you creepy,
conspiring, incestuous, artworld-acolytes wouldn’t fund my
media project (even in this time of urgent-need), but
returning my audiovisual support material with a snotty
letter stating that the application was incomplete due to
missing audiovisual support material–and so wouldn’t even
be adjudicated, is a new low. Do you actually get paid (with
my tax-dollars) for this disservice?!

/:b

To: The Canada Council Arts Club
350 Albert Street POB 1047
Ottawa ON K1P5V8
cc: media

1) given your refusal of even marginal funding and hostile rejection of applications for over 35 years, subsequent applications will be filed only upon receipt of a $50,000 fee in advance

2) given your refusal of funding/validation (and consequently, employment and exhibition opportunities), for 35 years, your oppressive/restrictive current application requirements cannot possibly be entertained

3) a written apology and explanation of your past corrupt behaviour is also demanded

4) failure to reply within seven (7) days and submit fees may result in legal restitution procedures

5/16/2008

Artist tragically denied support and pay for 35 years!

Filed under: General, art, burma, china, corporate-greed, government, human rights — admin @ 6:34 am

Regime-Quakes in Burma and China

When news arrived of the catastrophic earthquake in Sichuan, my mind
turned to Zheng Sun Man, an up-and-coming security executive I met on
a recent trip to China. Zheng heads Aebell Electrical Technology, a
Guangzhou-based company that makes surveillance cameras and public
address systems and sells them to the government.

Zheng, a 28-year-old MBA with a text-messaging addiction, was
determined to persuade me that his cameras and speakers are not being
used against pro-democracy activists or factory organizers. They are
for managing natural disasters, Zheng explained, pointing to the
freak snowstorms before Lunar New Year. During the crisis, the
government was able use the feed from the railway cameras to
communicate how to deal with the situation and organize an
evacuation. We saw how the central government can command from the
north emergencies in the south.

Of course, surveillance cameras have other uses too like helping to
make Most Wanted posters of Tibetan activists. But Zheng did have a
point: nothing terrifies a repressive regime quite like a natural
disaster. Authoritarian states rule by fear and by projecting an aura
of total control. When they suddenly seem short-staffed, absent or
disorganized, their subjects can become dangerously emboldened. Its
something to keep in mind as two of the most repressive regimes on
the planetChina and Burmastruggle to respond to devastating
disasters: the Sichuan earthquake and Cyclone Nargis. In both cases,
the disasters have exposed grave political weaknesses within the
regimesand both crises have the potential to ignite levels of public
rage that would be difficult to control.

When China is busily building itself up, creating jobs and new
wealth, residents tend to stay quiet about what they all know:
developers regularly cut corners and flout safety codes, while local
officials are bribed not to notice. But when China comes tumbling
downincluding at least eight schools in the earthquake zone the
truth has a way of escaping from the rubble. Look at all the
buildings around. They were the same height but why did the school
fall down? a distraught relative in Juyuan demanded of a foreign
reporter. Its because the contractors want to make a profit from
our children. A mother in Dujiangyan told The Guardian, Chinese
officials are too corrupt and bad%.They have money for prostitutes
and second wives but they dont have money for our children.

That the Olympic stadiums were built to withstand powerful quakes is
suddenly of little comfort. When I was in China, it was hard to find
anyone willing to criticize the Olympic spending spree. Now posts on
mainstream web portals are calling the torch relay wasteful and its
continuation in the midst of so much suffering inhuman.

None of this compares with the rage boiling over in Burma, where
cyclone survivors have badly beaten at least one local official,
furious at his failure to distribute aid. Simon Billenness, co-chair
of the board of directors of U.S. Campaign for Burma, told me, This
is Katrina times a thousand. I dont see how it couldnt lead to
political unrest.

The unrest of greatest concern to the regime is not coming from
regular civilians but from inside the military a fact that explains
some of the juntas more erratic behavior. For instance, we know that
the Burmese junta has been taking credit for supplies sent by foreign
countries. Now it turns out that it have been taking more than
creditin some cases it has been taking the aid. According to a
report in Asia Times, the regime has been hijacking food shipments
and distributing them among its 400,000 soldiers. The reason speaks
to the deep threat the disaster poses. The generals, it seems, are
haunted by an almost pathological fear of a split inside their own
ranks%if soldiers are not given priority in aid distribution and are
unable to feed themselves, the possibility of mutiny rises. Mark
Farmaner, director of Burma Campaign UK, confirms that before the
cyclone, the military was already coping with a wave of desertions.

This relatively small-scale theft of food is fortifying the junta for
its much larger heistthe one taking place via the constitutional
referendum the generals have insisted on holding, come hell and high
water. Enticed by high commodity prices, Burmas generals have been
gorging off the countrys natural abundance, stripping it of gems,
timber, rice and oil. As profitable as this arrangement is, junta
leader Gen. Than Shwe knows he cannot resist the calls for democracy
indefinitely.

Taking a page out of the playbook of Chilean dictator Augusto
Pinochet, the generals have drafted a Constitution that allows for
future elections but attempts to guarantee that no government will
ever have the power to prosecute them for their crimes or take back
their ill-gotten wealth. As Farmaner puts it, after elections the
junta leaders are going to be wearing suits instead of boots. Much
of the voting has already taken place but in cyclone ravaged
districts, the referendum has been delayed until May 24. Aung Din,
executive director of the U.S. Campaign for Burma, told me that the
military has stooped to using aid to extort votes. Rainy season is
coming, he told me, and people need to repair their roofs. When
they go to purchase the materials, which are very limited, they are
told they can only have them if they agree to vote for the
constitution in an advance ballot.

The cyclone, meanwhile, has presented the junta with one last, vast
business opportunity: by blocking aid from reaching the highly
fertile Irrawaddy delta, hundreds of thousands of mostly ethnic Karen
rice farmers are being sentenced to death. According to Farmaner,
that land can be handed over to the generals business cronies
(shades of the beachfront land grabs in Sri Lanka and Thailand after
the Asian tsunami). This isnt incompetence, or even madness, as many
have claimed. Its laissez-faire ethnic cleansing.

If the Burmese junta avoids mutiny and achieves these goals, it will
be thanks largely to China, which has vigorously blocked all attempts
at the United Nations for humanitarian intervention in Burma. Inside
China, where the central government is going to great lengths to show
itself as compassionate, news of this complicity could prove
explosive.

Will Chinas citizens receive this news? They just might. Beijing
has, up to now, displayed an awesome determination to censor and
monitor all forms of communication. But in the wake of the quake, the
notorious Great Firewall censoring the Internet is failing badly.
Blogs are going wild, and even state reporters are insisting on
reporting the news.

This may be the greatest threat that natural disasters pose to
contemporary repressive regimes. For Chinas rulers, nothing has been
more crucial to maintaining power than the ability to control what
people see and hear. If they lose that, neither surveillance cameras
nor loudspeakers will be able to help them.

4/24/2008

Guillermo Vargas

Filed under: art, global islands, nicaragua — admin @ 8:52 am

Guillermo Vargas, also known as Habacuc, (born 1975) is an artist. He caused controversy when he exhibited an emaciated dog in a gallery.

Life and work

Guillermo Vargas was born in San José.

His exhibitions include Graffiti Galería Cultura (2001), Exposición # 1 Galeria Codice Managua, Nicaragua (2002); Exorcision, Jacob Karpio Galería, San José, Costa Rica (2002); Alfombra Roja [The Red Carpet]. 300kilos de tomates (2006). He has also exhibited at the Inter-American Development Bank.

Dog exhibit

In 2007 Guillermo Vargas took a stray dog from the streets of Managua, Nicaragua, and tied it to a short leash in an art gallery, titling his exhibit “Eres Lo Que Lees” (”You Are What You Read”). Photographs appeared on the Internet showing a emaciated dog, tied to a wall by a length of rope in a room full of standing people, with the title of the exhibit written on the wall in dog food. The outrage triggered by the exhibit spawned allegations that the dog had been left to starve to death; these allegations quickly spread internationally via blogs, e-mails, and other unconfirmed sources. However, other than a three-hour period during which the dog was on display as part of Vargas’ exhibit, the gallery alleges the dog was not tied up, and was fed with food brought in by Vargas himself There are no indications in the photos of where or when they were taken, nor of who took them. Juanita Bermúdez, the director of the Códice Gallery, was quoted in La Prensa as saying that the animal was fed regularly and was only tied up for three hours on one day before it escaped. Upon conducting a probe, the Humane Society was informed that the dog was in a state of starvation when it was captured and escaped after one day of captivity; the Humane Society also acknowledged, in reference to reports that the dog had been starved to death, “the facts [had] been misconstrued in some news articles”; however, the organization also categorically condemned “the use of live animals in exhibits such as this.”

This matter was brought to the attention of the World Society for the Protection of Animals (WSPA), who investigated the issue found it had enough merit to take action, and are satisfied that no animals will be abused during the upcoming Biennial exhibition.

4/14/2008

ANDY PALACIO

Filed under: General, art, belize, global islands, nicaragua — admin @ 5:01 am

BELIZE’S ANDY PALACIO dedicated his entire life to preserving Garifuna music, the enchanting music of the black communities of the Central American countries of Guatemala, Belize, Honduras and Nicaragua.

Thanks to Palacio’s efforts, Garifuna music is today regarded as one of the best schools of world music. By the time of his death on January 19, 2008, in Belize city, Palacio, 47, had gained popularity both in Belize and abroad and had performed in the Caribbean, the Americas and Europe and Asia.

He appeared at the Festival Internacional de Cultura del Caribe in Cancun, Carifesta VI in Trinidad and Tobago, Carifesta VII in St. Kitts-Nevis, the Rainforest World Music Festival in Malaysia, the Antillanse Feesten in Belgium, the World Traditional Performing Arts Festival in Japan and other events in the United States, Canada, Colombia, France, Germany and the UK. He started performing in 1988.

In memory of Palacio, leading Garifuna musicians recently toured the US and Europe to celebrate the life and music of a bandleader and songwriter who spearheaded a revival of the unique music of Central America.

They started their performance in New York on April 4, at the Symphony Space, and will visit Atlanta, Miami, and other cities, concluding on August 29 with a performance in Los Angeles. The tour will promote an album titled Watina (“I called out,” in the Garifuna language), released in the US and Canada on February 27 on the new record label Cumbancha. Dates for the European tour are yet to be released.

WATINA, A 12-TRACK album performed by Palacio and the Garifuna Collective, was acclaimed as one of the best world music releases of 2007. It was declared album of the year on the European World Music Charts and won on several other charts the same year. Watina has been described as the soul of Africa, the spirit of the Caribbean and the heartbeat of Central America, resonating to the unique and threatened Garifuna culture.

Palacio was not only revered as the most popular musician in Belize, but was also a serious musical and cultural archivist with a deep commitment to preserving his unique culture. A long time proponent of Garifuna popular music and a tireless advocate for the maintenance of the Garifuna language and traditions, Palacio had undertaken a new and ambitious direction with the formation of the Garifuna Collective band.

Palacio’s passion can be traced to the history of the Garifuna people.

The Garifuna are descendants of West African slaves who were shipwrecked in 1635 off the coast of what is now the island of St Vincent. The survivors were welcomed by the local Arawak and Carib Indian populations, leading to a distinctive Afro-Amerindian culture and language.

Thus began the history of the Garinagu, more widely known as the Garifuna, one of the most unique and threatened cultures in the Americas. Their tale is one of tragedy and adversity, as well as one of triumph, community and hope.

Called the Black Caribs by the British, the Garifuna lived in relative tranquility for many years, their ranks increased by other escaped slaves who heard about this outpost of free Africans.

After siding with the French in a battle over control over St Vincent, however, the Garifuna were defeated by the British in 1797 and exiled to a small island off the coast of Honduras.

Nearly half of the Garifuna population died en route, but 3,000 people survived, and eventually journeyed out to set up small villages on the Caribbean coasts of Guatemala, Belize, Honduras and Nicaragua.

Today there are roughly 250,000 Garifuna in the world, including immigrant communities in Los Angeles, New York, Chicago and Miami. A small and often oppressed minority in their home countries, the Garifuna have valiantly preserved their heritage over the years in the face of tremendous outside pressures. Recently, however, the forces of globalisation have overwhelmed them, threatening extinction to their unique language, traditions and music.

Fewer children are learning the Garifuna language, performing the songs or memorising the oral histories and stories that serve as the legacy of the culture.

Born and raised in the coastal village of Barranco, Palacio grew up listening to traditional Garifuna music as well as foreign music on radio from neighbouring Honduras, Guatemala, the Caribbean and the United States. He joined local bands while still in high school and began developing his sound, performing covers of popular Caribbean and US Top 40 songs.

However, it was while working with a literacy project on Nicaragua’s Atlantic Coast in 1980 and discovering that the Garifuna language and culture were steadily dying in that country, that a strong cultural awareness took hold and his approach to music became more defined.

He opted for the language and rhythms of the Garifuna, a unique cultural blend of West African and Carib and Arawak Indian language and heritage. “It was a conscious strategy. I felt that music was an excellent medium to preserve the culture. I saw it as a way of maintaining cultural pride and self esteem, especially in young people,” he said on his record label website.

Palacio became a leading figure in a growing renaissance of young Garifuna intellectuals who were writing poems and songs in their native language. He saw the emergence of an upbeat, popular dance form based on Garifuna rhythms that became known as punta rock and enthusiastically took part in developing the form.

Palacio began performing his own songs and gained stature as a musician and Garifuna artiste. In 1987, he was invited to work in England with Cultural Partnerships Ltd, a community arts organisation, and returned to Belize with new skills and a four track recording system. He helped found Sunrise, an organisation dedicated to preserving, documenting and distributing Belizean music.

Palacio and the Garifuna Collective had been planning an extensive tour of the world this year, and Palacio was looking forward to being accompanied by women from the Umalali project, whose album was released on March, 18 this year.

According to the producers, Umalali musicians blend the rich vocal textures of women from the Garifuna communities with echoes of rock, blues, funk, African, Latin and Caribbean music.

The ongoing tour of the Garifuna musicians — consisting of the Garifuna Collective and three women of Umalali — is promoting the album Watina—Jacob Edgar, president of the record company, Cumbancha, told The EastAfrican: “The album has sold well; it is certainly one of the bestselling world music releases of the past year. It was a struggle at first because few people were familiar with Palacio and his music, but the international media response was tremendous, both before and after his death.”

The idea of the Collective came about five years ago when Belizean producer Ivan Duran, Palacio’s long time collaborator, persuaded Palacio to focus on less commercial forms of Garifuna music. Duran and Palacio set out to create an all-star, multigenerational ensemble of some of the best Garifuna musicians from Guatemala, Honduras and Belize.

The Collective unites elder statesmen such as legendary Garifuna composer Paul Nabor, with up-and-coming voices of the new generation such as Aurelio Martinez from Honduras. Rather than focusing on dance sounds like punta rock, the Collective explores the more soulful side of Garifuna music, such as the Latin-influenced paranda, and the sacred dügü, punta and gunjei rhythms.

THE WORLD TOUR FEATURES Aurelio Martinez, whose album Garifuna Soul was highly praised in the world music press; Adrian Martinez, who sang and composed the moving song Baba from the Watina album and who is a rising young star in Belize; and Lloyd Augustine, one of Belize’s most popular young musicians.

“We have no plans to tour Africa at the moment, although one of the members of the Garifuna Collective will be performing regularly and recording with Youssou N’Dour this year,” said Edgar.

Soon after his death, Palacio was announced winner of the Americas Category in the 2008 BBC Radio 3 Awards for World Music. Although decided by the jury in December, the official announcement of the winners was not due to be made by the BBC until April 10.

The government of Belize honoured him with the Order of Meritorious Service in September 2007, and in November, he was named a Unesco Artist for Peace.

In his acceptance speech on receiving the 2007 Womex Award, Palacio said: “I see this award not so much as a personal endorsement but in fact as an extraordinary and sincere validation of a concept in which artists such as myself take up the challenge to make music with a high purpose that goes beyond simple entertainment. I accept this award on behalf of my fellow artistes from all over the world with the hope that it will serve to reinforce those sentiments that fuel cultures of resistance and pride in one’s own.” Palacio lived in San Ignacio, Belize, where he was accorded a state burial. He died of respiratory failure after a stroke and heart attack.

3/17/2008

Filed under: General, art, global islands, wealth — admin @ 6:40 am

Hawaiian chieftains bequeathed their skeletons for the carving of fishing-hooks.

11/23/2007

Robert Bresson

Filed under: Film, General, art — admin @ 6:14 pm

Robert Bresson’s 13 features over 40 years constitute arguably the most original and brilliant body of work over a long career from a film director in the history of cinema. He is the most idiosyncratic and uncompromising of all major filmmakers, in the sense that he always tried to create precisely what he wanted without surrendering to considerations of commerce, audience popularity, or people’s preconceptions of what cinema should be. And although it might be argued that his venture into colour from Une Femme douce (1969) onwards was probably against his better judgement, he shows mastery in its use.

Born in central France and educated in Paris, Bresson’s early ambition was to be a painter. He ventured into filmmaking with the short Les Affaires publiques (1934), a satire with nods to Clair and Vigo, which was rediscovered in the 1980s after being thought lost. After a year or so as a prisoner-of-war he was approached by a Paris priest with a proposal for a film about the Bethany order of nuns, which became Les Anges du péché (1943). His next feature was also made during the Occupation, and filmmaking had by then definitely supplanted painting. The confusion over his date of birth, symbolic perhaps of his reclusive nature, caused reviewers of his final film L’Argent (1983) to marvel over how a man “in his late 70s” or alternatively “in his 80s” could show such youthful exuberance in his filmmaking.

Three formative influences in Bresson’s life undoubtedly mark his films: his Catholicism, which took the form of the predestinarian French strain known as Jansenism; his early years as a painter; and his experiences as a prisoner-of-war. These influences manifest themselves respectively in the recurrent themes of free-will versus determinism, in the extreme and austere precision with which he composes a shot, and in the frequent use of the prison motif (two films are located almost entirely inside prisons).

Three of his works take place in a wholly Catholic context: Les Anges du péché, a metaphysical thriller set in a convent, Journal d’un curé de campagne (1950), a rare example of a great novel (by Georges Bernanos) being turned into an even greater film, and Le Procès de Jeanne d’Arc (1962), inevitably overshadowed by Carl Theodor Dreyer’s 1928 classic La Passion de Jeanne d’Arc. The Jansenism manifests itself in the way leading characters are acted upon and simply surrendering themselves to their fate. In Au Hasard Balthazar (1966), for example, both the donkey Balthazar and his on-off owner Marie (Anne Wiazemsky) passively accept the ill-treatment they both experience, as opposed to the evil Gérard (François Lafarge) who initiates much of what causes others to suffer. Bresson seemed to become increasingly pessimistic about human nature: his penultimate two films suggest that he had more concern for animals and the environment than for people, while the characters in his astonishing swansong L’Argent are simply the victims of a chain of circumstance; money is the root of all evil.

One effect of the Jansenist influence is Bresson’s total mistrust of psychological motives for a character’s actions. The conventional narrative film, indeed the conventional story of any kind, insists that people have to have reasons for what they do. A motiveless murder in a detective story would be unacceptable. In Bresson, however, people act for no obvious reason, behave “out of character”, and in general simply follow the destiny which has been mapped out for them. Often a character will state an intention, and in the very next scene will do the opposite. Characters who appear to be out-and-out rogues will unaccountably do something good, an example being the sacked camera-shop assistant in L’Argent who gives his ill-gotten gains to charity. At the same time it should be stressed that Bresson did not predetermine how his films would finally emerge; it was a process of discovery for him to see what would be revealed by his non-professional actors (”models” he designated them) after he trained them for their part.

Bresson’s second influence, his early experience as a painter, is manifested in the austerity of his compositions. A painter has to decide what to put in; a filmmaker what to leave out. With Bresson nothing unnecessary is shown; indeed he goes further, and often leaves the viewer to infer what is happening outside the frame. Thus we often see shots of hands, feet, doorhandles, and other parts of objects where any other filmmaker would show the whole. A Bresson film requires unbroken concentration on the viewer’s part, and I have occasionally felt literally breathless after watching one because of the concentration required. So rich in detail and events is Balthazar, for example, that it is easy on a first viewing simply to overlook sub-plots such as the child’s death and the long-running legal wrangle over land. It is for this reason that many of Bresson’s films are exceptionally fast-moving in their narrative (one exception is the almost contemplative Quatre nuits d’un rêveur [1971], where little actually happens; interestingly the central character is a painter). If L’Argent were remade as a Hollywood thriller it would have at least double the running-time and would dwell at length on the brutal violence in the last section which is merely elliptically hinted at by Bresson. The running-time of his films averages under 90 minutes, yet the viewer can be surprised at the amount that happens in that time.

Un Condamné à mort s’est échappé (1956) and Procès are the two prison-films, and Bresson often uses prison as a metaphor for spiritual imprisonment or, indeed, release. A classic case of the latter is Pickpocket (1959), where Michel (Martin LaSalle) finds redemption from his criminal career only by intentionally being caught, and in the famous final scene by telling Jeanne (Marika Green) from his prison cell “what a strange road I had to take to find you”.

A key ingredient of Bresson’s methods is his view of actors, his “models”. From Journal on he used solely non-professionals, and was even reported to be upset when two of his actors (Anne Wiazemsky from Balthazar and Dominique Sanda from Une Femme douce) went on to professional acting careers. Only one actor ever appeared in two of his films. (Jean-Claude Guilbert in Balthazar and Mouchette [1967].) Actors were chosen not for their ability but for their appearance, often for an intense facial asceticism like the Curé (Claude Laydu) or the Pickpocket. He trained them to remove all traces of theatricality and to speak with a fast monotonic delivery. Indeed he rejected the word “cinema”, which he regarded as merely filmed theatre, and instead used the word “cinematography” (not to be confused with the art of camerawork). All movements of actors are strictly controlled by the director; when they walk they have to take a precise number of steps; and eye movements become extremely important - the lowering of the eyes towards the ground is almost a Bresson trademark. The result of this approach is that the viewer becomes involved not with a character’s appearance but almost with the core of his being, his soul. Bresson’s first two features use professionals, even “stars”, and though they are both excellent films which anticipate the director’s later themes, they would probably have been even more satisfying if “models” had been used.

Along with Bresson’s painterly eye for what should and should not be shown, he makes exquisite use of sound. Off-screen sound is of key importance: the raking of leaves during the intense confrontation between the priest and the countess in Journal, the scraping of the guard’s keys along the metal railings and the far-off sound of trains in Un Condamné, the whinneying of horses in Lancelot du Lac (1974), all serve to heighten the sense that a time of crisis has arrived for the central characters. Music is used increasingly sparingly as his career progresses; a specially composed score is used in the early films, but in Un Condamné there are occasional snatches of Mozart, in Pickpocket Lully, in Balthazar Schubert, and in late Bresson non-diegetic music is dispensed with altogether.

A plot-summary of most of Bresson’s films would render them extremely off-putting for a lover of “feelgood movies”. In most, the central character either dies (sometimes by suicide) or ends up in prison. Indeed the film with the only unashamedly “happy ending”, Un Condamné, was his biggest commercial success. (There is a “happy ending” of sorts to Les Dames du Bois de Boulogne [1945], but the general tone of the plot would be regarded by many as decidedly gloomy.) Many of Bresson’s films are not, however, meant to be in the realist mode. For example, Balthazar is basically a fable, while Lancelot du Lac is a highly stylised portrayal of a mediaeval legend.

All Bresson’s features after the first have literary antecedents of one form or another, albeit updated. Two are from Dostoevsky (Une Femme douce and Quatre nuits), two from Bernanos (Journal and Mouchette), one from Tolstoy (L’Argent), one from Diderot (Les Dames), while Un Condamné and Le Procès are based on the written accounts of the true events. In addition Pickpocket is clearly influenced by Dostoevsky’s Crime and Punishment and Balthazar has a similar premiss to the same author’s The Idiot. Lancelot du Lac is derived from Malory’s Arthurian legends, while Le Diable probablement (1977) was inspired by a newspaper report, as is stated at the start of the film. A long-standing unrealised project was a film of the Book of Genesis (Genèse), but Bresson reportedly said that, unlike the human “models”, he was unable to train the animals to do as they were told!

There is no critical consensus on which of Bresson’s films is the greatest. Sight and Sound’s prestigious critics’ poll placed Mouchette in the top 20 in 1972, but in 1992, from more than 200 critics polling for their 10 favourite films, it did not receive a single vote. In that year the leading Bresson film was Pickpocket with 6 votes, which would have just placed it in the best 40 of all films, followed by Balthazar with 4 votes and L’Argent with 3. At the time of writing the ongoing Top Tens section of Senses of Cinema places Bresson an astonishing fourth in the directors’ list, beaten only by Hitchcock, Godard, and Welles; none of his films makes the top ten, but Balthazar is not far off. The great French critic André Bazin, who did not live to see most of Bresson’s films, championed Journal, in an essay hailed by his English translator as “the most perfectly wrought piece of film criticism” he had ever read. Like the novel this film is essentially a flashback, where we see not a series of events but reflections on those events, whether by the elderly priest who is sent the diary or by the curé himself being for the viewer to decide. Un Condamné and Pickpocket are somewhat similar, in that they both rely on voiceover while, for the latter, an account is being written by Michel; again we are seeing either the actual events or Michel’s later reflections on them.

Other critics regard Un Condamné as the peak of Bresson’s art. With its alternate title, “The Wind bloweth where it will”, the director expresses the view that “God helps those who help themselves”, and the film makes clear that it is through the workings of fate, of extraordinary strokes of luck, allied to his own efforts, that the hero is able to effect his escape. My own preference, marginally, is for the two great mid-period rural dramas Balthazar and Mouchette, a recent re-issue of which revealed its stunning photography. For a very different view of Bresson, I once heard a well-known academic in the field of French cinema opine that his films are “more interesting to read about than to see”.

With his unique and wholly idiosyncratic methods and style, and general contempt for “cinema” as defined by himself, Robert Bresson was little influenced by other filmmakers. The critic and director Paul Schrader links him, not wholly convincingly, with Dreyer and Ozu, while Schrader’s own films owe a thematic debt to him (the final shot of American Gigolo [1980] is a direct quote from that of Pickpocket). Films like Alain Cavalier’s Thérèse (1986), Maurice Pialat’s Sous le soleil de Satan (1987), and the Dardennes Brothers’ Rosetta (1999) have been liberally described as “Bressonian”.

A critic once wrote that Mizoguchi’s Sansho Dayu (1954) “is one of those films for whose sake the cinema exists”. For many of us, the same can be said of the work of Robert Bresson.

11/16/2007

AMERICA’S BIGGEST ART HEIST, 1990

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Isabella Stewart Gardner was an heiress and the wife of a rich man. And so she went shopping, buying an eclectic but extravagant collection of artwork on sprees through Europe in the early 20th century. Among her treasures were a Vermeer (”The Concert”) and a Rembrandt (”Storm on the Sea of Galilee”), two certified masterpieces. When she died in 1924, Gardner stipulated that the small but exquisite museum in Boston she had built to house her treasures should have nothing new added to it; nor should any of the art be repositioned. Both rules were violated on March 18, 1990, when two men dressed as Boston cops waltzed into the museum after 1 a.m., tied up the guards, shut off the alarm system and took off with the Vermeer, the Rembrandt and several less valuable pieces. The police at one point estimated the value of the stolen goods at $300 million. It is still listed as the biggest American art robbery on the FBI’s website. That’s because nothing has been recovered. In the 17 years since the theft, there may have been one tantalizing glimpse of the Rembrandt when unknown men brought a Boston Herald reporter to a warehouse where he saw what he believed was the “Sea of Galilee.” But otherwise, the fear is that the thieves grabbed what they could, sometimes crudely, and may now not know what to do with their haul. The Vermeer, one of only 32 known works by the artist in existence, may be worth at least $70 million, and so beautifully famous that it is unsellable on the open market. So the greatest art heist in American history may have been a botch, a tragedy so terrible that the thieves may have to destroy the very treasures they stole in order to conceal their guilt.

11/3/2007

Iconclastic Vandals

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In the few seconds it took the security guard to cross the museum gallery, an unidentified German woman pulled a knife from her handbag and made mincemeat of a Lichtenstein painting in western Austria in early September.
Roy Lichtenstein: Classic of the New, a three-month exhibition of the American pop artist’s work at the Kunsthaus Bregenz, was as uneventful as any retrospective when, on the final day of the show, the 35-year-old woman attacked Nude in Mirror.

Four 12-inch-long slashes now mar the surface of the painting, which was fortunately insured for $6 million by the owner, The Rush Family Collection in New York. Police spokesman Thomas Prodinger reported that the vandal was held down by the security guard and another visitor (who knew a museum visit could be that exciting?!) until police arrived on scene.

She is reportedly undergoing psychiatric treatment and faces charges for grave property damage, and for attacking two police officers during questioning, scratching one on the face and biting another in the leg. Interestingly enough, her purse also contained a screwdriver and a can of red spray paint. So why slash the American pop master’s painting? She evidently thought it was a fake.

Art vandalism is nothing new. In fact, Medieval Greeks were the first to develop a term to define those who attack sacred images by combining words meaning “likeness” with “breaker or to break.” During the 8th and 9th centuries, countless Christian paintings and sculpture were destroyed throughout the Byzantine Empire during the original Iconoclast Period. During the Protestant Reformation, much Catholic art—stained glass windows, mosaics, church interiors, altarpieces, and statues—fell under the iconoclast’s tools of destruction. In the Islamic religion, because of the prohibition against figural decoration, some Muslim groups have on occasion damaged devotional images, one of the more recent examples being the destruction of frescoes and the statues of Buddha in the Bamiyan province of Afghanistan by the Taliban in 2001.

Many of today’s art attackers, like the Nude in the Mirror slasher, are more vandals than iconoclasts. True iconoclasts seek to weaken religious or political institutions by attacking the dogmas and conventions central to the institution’s authority. This is why Byzantine Emperor Leo III ordered all icons of Jesus, the Virgin Mary, and the saints destroyed in the 8th century, or why John Calvin, a leader of the Protestant Reformation, supported the removal of Catholic art in existing churches to be adapted for Protestant worship. Rather than opposing any particular policy or action, iconoclasts, in the true sense of the word, resist the entire institution itself.

Look up “iconoclast” in the online version of Roget’s New Millennium Thesaurus and the search returns words like “beatnik,” “hippie,” “nonconformist,” “rebel,” “weirdo,” and my personal favorite, “wave maker”. Sometimes the vandal attacks as a reaction to popular culture or ideals. Take for example Mary Richardson, a militant suffragette, who in 1914 meat-cleavered Velaquez’s The Rokeby Venus in the National Gallery of London in protest of the arrest of Emmeline Pankhurst, the leader of Britain’s suffragette movement. In a statement released after her arrest, Richardson explained, “I have tried to destroy the picture of the most beautiful woman in mythological history as a protest against the government” for its role in “the destruction of Mrs. Pankhurst and other beautiful living women.”

In 1989, there was the man who entered the Dordrechts Museum and slashed ten Dutch works in less than two minutes in protest of workers from foreign countries living in the city. He justified his actions stating, “By letting all those foreigners live in our country, we are throwing away our Dutch culture—thus, there’s no need for those paintings anymore.”

More frequently, the modern art vandal lashes out selfishly and independently to draw attention to himself (the vandal is most often a man, and commonly a frustrated artist). Usually the vandal waits patiently near the damaged work to be caught and to deliver a statement of explanation. Sometimes UFOs make him do it. Other times, he thinks the work is overrated. Occasionally, he wants to call attention to his own artistic production. More often than not, though, the vandal simply doesn’t like the work.

10 examples and explanations for art vandalism:

1972 A mentally disturbed geologist, Laszlo Toth, enters Saint Peter’s Basilica and, approaching Michelangelo’s Pietà, pulls a hammer from his clothing, pummeling the famous sculpture while shouting, “I am Jesus Christ!” Toth explained, “Today is my 33rd birthday, the day when Christ died. For that reason, I smashed the Pietà today. I did it because the mother of God does not exist. I am Christ. I am Michelangelo. I have reached the age of Christ and now I can die.” Awaiting trial, Toth disappears. In 1975, he resurfaces in an Italian hospital and is deported.

1974 Tony Shafrazi scrawls “KILL LIES ALL” in spray paint on Picasso’s Guernica in New York’s Museum of Modern Art. He considers his action innovative art and later became a successful New York gallery owner by promoting the work of graffiti artists.

Ruth van Herpen kisses a white monochrome painting by artist Jo Baer in the Oxford Museum of Modern Art, smearing her lipstick across it. In her trial hearing, she explains, “[The work] looked so cold. I only kissed it to cheer it up.”

1986 Ellis Nelson walks into Minneapolis’s Black Forest Inn, pulls a pistol from his coat pocket and, while patrons dive for cover, fires on a large Richard Avedon photograph. The two figures of the photograph, women attending a Daughters of the American Revolution convention, were both pierced by bullets. “That photo always bugged the hell out of me,” Nelson is reported saying.

1991 Failed Italian painter, Pietro Cannata lops off the second toe of the left foot of Michelangelo’s David. Oddly enough, restoration of the toe led scholars to the origins of Michelangelo’s marble. Years later, Cannata’s record of art vandalism also includes an attack on a Pollock painting, indelible ink scribbles on a statue in the Florence museum, and painting a monument to war dead in Prato black.

1996 Jubal Brown eats blue cake icing and blue Jell-O in order to projectile vomit blue onto Piet Mondrian’s Composition in Red, White, and Blue hanging in the MOMA. “I found its lifelessness threatening and it made me sick,” the twenty-two year old art student said, as quoted in Toronto Globe and Mail. Six months earlier, he vomited red on Raoul Dufy’s Harbour at le Havre in the Art Gallery in Ontario. “It was just so boring it needed some color.”

1998 Nudist activist Vincent Bethell paints a large dollar sign in yellow paint over Rembrandt’s Self Portrait at the Age of 63 in London’s National Gallery. Wearing a woman’s dress, he attached the tubes of paint to his thighs with rubber bands and waited over fifteen minutes in front of the work before disrobing and marring the painting. In a 2002 letter addressed to Damien Frost, Bethell writes, “I was attempting to highlight the injustice of criminalising public nakedness. It was a naked protest that attempted to gain the right to be naked in public.”

10/22/2007

Artist turns Trevi’s waters red

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Police fear fountain’s marble could be stained
Rome, October 19 - The waters of Rome’s famous Trevi Fountain turned blood red on Friday after a man threw paint into the basin in a bizarre act of vandalism apparently inspired by the Futurists of the early 20th century.

The man, reportedly wearing a beret and a light-coloured jacket, struck at around 4.30 pm and then disappeared into the crowd of tourists, leaving behind a pile of leaflets. The fountain, which re-uses the same water in a continuous cycle, soon started spurting red water into the air from its jets, providing an unprecedented spectacle which tourists immediately began photographing.

Police said they were afraid that the marble of the fountain could be damaged by the continued contact with the red water.

The leaflets found beside the fountain claimed that the colouring of the monument had been carried out by ‘FTM Futurist Action 2007′, a name which had never been heard of before.

The leaflet said this group aimed to battle against “everything and everyone with a spirit of healthy violence” and to turn this “grey bourgeois society into a triumph of colour”.

The baroque fountain is a tourist magnet and one of the symbols of Rome. Ever since actress Anita Ekberg frolicked in its waters in Federico Fellini’s 1960 film classic La Dolce Vita, there has been a succession of tourists who have tried to do the same thing.

Until now no one had ever changed the colour of its waters.

10/15/2007

A cavalier frame of mind

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With international art trafficking valued at $8 billion a year, a recent NSW Australia gallery theft is just one of many masterworks abducted.

On a wet Sunday in June, A Cavalier, a 17th century Dutch masterpiece insured for $1.4 million, was boldly taken from a wall during morning viewing hours at the Art Gallery of NSW.

All that was required was a Phillips head screwdriver to remove two $2.45 wall fastenings. About 60 seconds.

A Cavalier, oil on wood panel, was small, 20 x 16 centimetres, and easily concealed. The thief walked out with it.

Among many uncertainties, police are sure of one thing: this was not a spur-of-the-moment theft. It was not an impulse but calculated, the risks assessed.

Probably the most important factor was that A Cavalier was vulnerable, its frame secured to the wall by two keyhole plates at the top left and right, the screws clearly visible although painted the same colour as the wall, and accessible.

There was no CCTV surveillance. A guard was present only occasionally. No inside information was required.

Confronting his worst fears about the self-portrait by Frans van Mieris (1635-81), gallery director Edmund Capon says gravely: “My instinct is that I’m not likely to see it again … I don’t know why. I can’t explain it. I just have this feeling.”

Capon smiles sadly. Around him, the gallery canteen is full of sightseers, noisy with carefree innocence. Probably, few of them had ever heard of van Mieris or his painting, which had hung in the Fairfax Gallery.

It is perhaps Australia’s biggest art theft. But four months later there are no answers.

Police believe it is “most likely” A Cavalier has been spirited overseas, probably the day it was stolen, to London or Amsterdam, where there are long-established markets for stolen art for which dealers pay a maximum of 10 per cent of the legal market value.

Although notionally that would value A Cavalier at $140,000, the United Kingdom’s best-known art blogger, Art Hostage, a reformed art and jewel thief, says: “The insurance price is inflated. I’d estimate it’s worth $20,000 max traded on the black, but maybe only a few thousand to the thief, who’s looking to do a deal. A few snorts of coke.”
It seems such a degrading and depressing possibility.

“There are no suspects, no forensic evidence,” Detective Senior Constable Gavin McKean says. No fingerprints, no DNA, no witnesses. Not even the screws.

Just two empty screw holes and a blank space in the room where A Cavalier was the smallest of 13 paintings on display.

The same keyhole attachments were on other paintings and were quickly replaced.

However, there is intelligence about trafficking of stolen art between Australia and Britain. A week ago, at the request of London police, Sydney detectives seized two copies of maps drawn by Greek astrologer and cartographer Ptolemy (83-161 AD). Printed in Germany in 1482, they were stolen from the Spanish National Library in Madrid on August 21 and sold at a London auction to an Australian antique dealer. No charges have been laid.

Police attention has also been focused on the activities of two scions of a long-established English crime family who are suspected of exchanging stolen art between Australia and Britain.

One brother lives on the North Coast, a former drug dealer who was on the run with Ian Hall Saxon, one of Australia’s most-wanted fugitives until he was captured in the United States in 1995. Saxon is now serving 24 years jail for importing 10 tonnes of cannabis and laundering more than $70 million in drug money.

Art stolen in Australia is taken to England and sold, and vice versa. “It is only a small part of their business,” a police informant says. “They exchange the art during family reunions. It pays for the trips.” But there is no evidence to connect them to A Cavalier.

Richard Ellis, who founded Scotland Yard’s art squad and led investigations that recovered several masterpieces, says: “Australia has been a transit country for stolen art. I am aware of stolen works from Canada and the UK moving to Australia.”

A difficulty confronting police is that public-gallery thefts are rare here. The Australian Institute of Criminology estimates that each year art worth about $20 million is stolen in Australia. Most of it is from domestic burglaries; most of it is valued below $10,000 and sold cheaply to art dealers and fencers. With such art, provenance is not required or the lack of it is easily explained.

“There are no professional art thieves; there are thieves who sometimes steal art,” says Bryan Hanley, a former detective and manager of internal security at the National Library of Australia, 2004-06. Australia’s foremost expert on art theft, Hanley has worked with the FBI and Scotland Yard and lectured internationally.

Yet the FBI says art theft totals $8 billion a year internationally, the fourth biggest crime behind drug dealing, arms dealing and money laundering. “There’s more than $90 billion out there - somewhere,” Hanley says.

While the most common motive for art theft is profit, one of the contradictions is that the more famous and valuable an artwork, the harder it is to sell illegally. “I suspect A Cavalier has gone overseas,” Capon says. “But I also rather doubt there is a market for it anywhere in the world.

It is too well known, too easily identifiable.”

It never can be put on public display.

However, there are two profit avenues for stealing art. If a painting is famous or valuable, a thief may hope a reward will be offered.

There is, for instance, a reward of $US10 million ($11 million) for 11 paintings valued at $US500 million stolen from the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum in Boston in 1990. So far, there have been no takers.

Police recommended a reward be offered for A Cavalier in the hope it would either establish a line of contact with the thief or induce a betrayal.

Rewards are offered by Scotland Yard and the FBI, who both believe they are useful investigative tools.

A £3 million ($6.7 million) reward was the lure that led to the recovery two weeks ago of Leonardo da Vinci’s Madonna with the Yarnwinder, worth up to $US65 million, and the arrest of four men in Scotland four years after it was stolen. It is believed the thieves despaired of selling the painting and sought recompense for their efforts.

Capon, however, decided against a reward, a decision, he says, which has been accepted by the NSW government insurers of A Cavalier. “I discussed it with colleagues around the world and their conclusion was that there is absolutely no benefit whatsoever,” he says.

The insurer, Treasury Managed Funds, has agreed to liability, Capon says. Although no time limit has been set for settlement, “I don’t think anything is to be gained by waiting forever,” he says.

A second avenue for profit is demanding ransom. These are controversial, against the law in the US but have been exploited successfully in Britain and other European countries.

Capon has no doubts about his response. “If I was put in a position where someone says we could regain A Cavalier for payment of, say $100,000, it seems to me that is a situation in which they could be interpreted as profiting from the crime,” he says. “I don’t know what the legal position is regarding payment of ransom in Australia, but I would have a moral objection. I think it would be wrong.”

Capon’s most hopeful scenario is that the thief acted out of “sheer opportunism, perhaps mischievously”. If this is so, he believes that after a time, A Cavalier will be returned, perhaps left in a safe place and the police or gallery told where to find it.

There are precedents. A Dobell stolen from the Art Gallery of NSW in 1984 was collected from a locker in the Mitchell Library. Two years later, thieves who identified themselves as Australian Cultural Terrorists stole Picasso’s Weeping Woman and left it in a locker at Spencer Street railway station in Melbourne.

Another possibility is that A Cavalier was stolen by an obsessive art admirer, someone suffering what has been identified as the Stendhal syndrome diagnosed in 1982 as a “psychosomatic illness that causes rapid heartbeat, dizziness, confusion and even hallucination when an individual is exposed to art”.

A French waiter, Stephane Breitwieser, stole 200 paintings and antiques from dealers and museums in seven European countries, keeping them in his mother’s house until 2002 when he was arrested.
In April an “obsessed collector”, Hendrikus van Leeuwen, an employee of the Australian Museum, was jailed for seven years for stealing more than 2000 exhibits in seven years.
Police, however, say there is no evidence or suspicion that the theft of A Cavalier was an inside job.

But these are rare exceptions. Most stolen art is sold and masterpieces go deep underground. The most famous illustration is Caravaggio’s Nativity with San Lorenzo and San Francesco, valued at $US20 million and stolen in 1969 from the Oratory on San Lorenzo in Palermo, Italy.
It is so famous it can’t be sold. So who has it?

The Sicilian Mafia, says Art Hostage. “It’s used at the investiture of the godfather, the don of dons. They are quite emotional about it. They took it to Switzerland in the ’80s to a restorer who restored and disguised many stolen artworks for me. Expensive but good.”

But Hanley suggests an alternative reason. “It’s also a message to the Italian police and government - don’t muck with us.”

A former Scotland Yard art detective, Charles Hill, best known for the sting that recovered Edvard Munch’s The Scream in 1994, believes the Gardner collection is held by the IRA, most likely in the futile hope it could be used to bargain for the release of political prisoners.

The paintings - three Rembrandts, five by Degas, a Manet, Vermeer, Flinck - were passed to them by Boston Irish crime boss Whitey Bulger, a former FBI informant now on the run for murder. “Find Whitey and you’ll find the Gardner collection,” says Hill, who runs an art security consultancy.

He suspects A Cavalier is a “trophy” crime. “Stealing a picture from a major gallery - it’s simply about trophy hunting,” he says. It might have been stolen on the orders of a collector, who has no intention of selling.

However, Hill, Ellis, Hanley and the FBI’s top stolen art investigator, Robert Wittman, all believe there are no “Dr No’s”, obsessive billionaires who gloat over private collections of masterpieces illicitly obtained. There are unscrupulous collectors and dealers, but not on the scale imagined in fiction.

“The real art in stealing art is selling it,” says Wittman, who has recovered stolen art valued at $US215 million.

Enter organised crime, which has become a major player, using stolen art as collateral in drug, arms and other criminal deals.

“Art is an international currency that does not require any kind of currency exchange … which could attract unwanted attention,” Ellis says.

But it seems an unlikely fate for A Cavalier. Compared with the value of other stolen masterpieces, it is worth “shirt buttons,” Art Hostage says.

Will it ever resurface?

“Maybe,” he says.

There’s no such thing as a certainty with stolen art. Just that it’s stolen.

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Ex-owner of art gallery gets 40 months for theft

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After years of anguish over missing paintings and disbelief that a respected and trusted art authority would steal from them, art collectors bilked by Kurt Lidtke edged closer to justice Friday when a judge sentenced the former gallery owner to repay them and spend 40 months in prison.

Neatly dressed in khaki pants and a blue blazer, Lidtke broke into tears when he told King County Superior Court Judge Sharon Armstrong: “I’m so very, very sorry for what happened.”

Lidtke was charged with 19 counts of first-degree theft and one count of failing to pay state taxes, but in a deal with prosecutors pleaded guilty to nine counts of theft. He agreed to pay restitution for all 20 charges.

Armstrong rejected Lidtke’s bid for lenient first-time offender status, saying the loss, in excess of $400,000, and the fact that Lidtke had abused his position of trust in the Seattle arts community called for a sentence within the standard range, 33 to 43 months.

She took three months off the maximum sentence because Lidtke has already paid restitution to some of the victims.

From 1999 to 2004, Lidtke went to the homes of art collectors and signed agreements to sell on consignment the works by artists in the Northwest School. The owners were not compensated, court records say, nor were the paintings returned.

One of those paintings was Paul Horiuchi’s “Color to Parallel,” a paper collage owned by Robert Gillespie, who inherited the work from his grandmother.

“If you don’t have a place in your house, you turn it over to someone who will really love it,” Gillespie said.

He consigned it to Lidtke for $18,000 and learned recently that Lidtke sold it to a woman in Arizona for $8,500, claiming it was scratched.

Gillespie was never compensated and is incensed about it. He still hopes to get the piece back but, like many of the missing pieces, its return is mired in legal quagmires over ownership.

The Seattle art world “just didn’t see this coming at all,” said Senior Deputy Prosecuting Attorney John Carver.

Lidtke, he told the court, would have continued stealing from his clients if The Seattle Times had not done an investigation that called attention to problems at the gallery.

“The newspaper pulled the plug on him.”

Lidtke’s attorney, John Henry Browne, said Lidtke was suffering from alcohol and cough-syrup addiction and went into treatment as a condition of Browne representing him. Browne asked for leniency, saying Lidtke is taking responsibility for his actions and is saddened by what he did.

“It’s a tragedy,” Browne said. “Nobody wins in this.”

In addition to compensating all victims and serving prison time, the court also ordered Lidtke to have no contact with his ex-wife, Lisa Papas, who lives in Toronto.

After the sentencing, Gillespie and another owner met outside the courtroom and talked about how even the most veteran collectors were duped, as well.

“I’m glad it’s over and glad he’s going off to jail,” Gillespie said.

10/11/2007

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burningartworld

10/10/2007

Gallery Vandals Destroy Photos

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A grainy video of four masked vandals running through an art gallery in Sweden, smashing sexually explicit photographs with crowbars and axes to the strain of thundering death-metal music, was posted on YouTube Friday night.

This was no joke or acting stunt. It was what actually happened on a quiet Friday afternoon in Lund, a small university town in southern Sweden where “The History of Sex,” an exhibition of photographs by the New York artist Andres Serrano, had opened two weeks earlier.

Around 3:30, half an hour before closing, four vandals wearing black masks stormed into a space known as the Kulturen Gallery while shouting in Swedish, “We don’t support this,” plus an expletive. They pushed visitors aside, entered a darkened room where some of the photographs were displayed and began smashing the glass protecting the photographs and then hacking away at the prints.

The bumpy video, evidently shot with a hand-held camera by someone who ran into the gallery with the attackers, intersperses images of the Serrano photographs with lettered commentary in Swedish like “This is art?” before showing the vandals at work.

No guards were on duty in the gallery, said Viveca Ohlsson, the show’s curator, although security videos captured much of the incident.

“There was one woman who works at the gallery who tried to stop them until she saw the axes and crowbars,” Ms. Ohlsson said. “These men are dangerous.”

By the time the masked men had finished, half the show — seven 50-by-60-inch photographs, worth some $200,000 over all — had been destroyed. The men left behind leaflets reading, “Against decadence and for a healthier culture.” The fliers listed no name or organization.

“I was shocked and horrified,” Mr. Serrano said in a telephone interview yesterday from New York. “I never expected something like this, especially in this magical town, which is so sweet I joked about it being like something out of Harry Potter.”

Mr. Serrano said he had flown to Sweden for the opening and was met with great enthusiasm by gallery visitors. “The reaction was so positive,” he said. “I could never imagine anything like this happening.”

Officials at the local police station said yesterday that the vandals had not been caught but that they were believed to be part of a neo-Nazi group.

Ms. Ohlsson said the attack was clearly well planned. “We think that they had been at the gallery a few days before,” she said. “They knew where to go.”

The show consists of photographs, made in 1995 and 1996, of various sex acts, including a depiction of a naked woman fondling a stallion. It was divided into two rooms. One had white walls, the other black. The vandals went to the black room, where Ms. Ohlsson said the photographs were a bit racier.

This is not the first time Mr. Serrano’s work has been attacked, physically or in words. In 1989 the National Endowment for the Arts came under fire from conservative politicians and religious groups for helping to finance a $15,000 grant to Mr. Serrano related to past work that included a photograph of a crucifix immersed in urine. A print of that work was attacked and destroyed in 1997 when it was on view at the National Gallery of Art in Melbourne, Australia.

It is not the first time the Kulturen Gallery has seen violence, either. About 10 years ago vandals raced into the gallery and put paint on images by a Swedish photographer.

“The History of Sex” remains on view, but with bolstered security, Ms. Ohlsson said, explaining that the group had threatened on the Internet to attack the show again.

Paula Cooper, Mr. Serrano’s New York dealer, whose gallery in Chelsea exhibited his “History of Sex” photographs in 1997, said she was horrified by the attack in Sweden. “Art inflames people,” she said.

Ms. Cooper said that her gallery was working to replace the destroyed photographs as soon as possible so they could go back on view in Lund. (Mr. Serrano produced each in editions of three.)

After “The History of Sex” closes in Lund in December, it is to travel to the Alingsas Art Museum in Alingsas, Sweden.

10/9/2007

Five Heroes of the Paris Monet attack

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A gang of intruders broke into Paris’ Musee D’Orsay overnight on Sunday and punched a hole in the Impressionist painting Le Pont d’Argenteuil.

France’s Culture Minister called the vandalism an attack on French heritage.

It is the latest incident that has highlighted security problems at French cultural institutes.

Le Pont d’Argenteuil, painted in 1874, depicts moored sailing boats and a bridge on the Seine. It is part of a major collection of Impressionist works housed in the Musee d’Orsay gallery.

Security cameras caught footage of four or five people breaking into the Musee d’Orsay via a back door early on Sunday.

An alarm sounded but the apparently drunken group fled after punching a 10cm (four inch) hole in the famous work of art.

Four men and a young woman were questioned early on Tuesday and taken into custody, said AFP, citing a source close to the investigation.

8/20/2007

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7/25/2007

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$207 million

5/20/2007

The $70 Magazine! Boutique Glossies Rampant in Soho

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The new issue of aRUDE, an outsized independent style and culture magazine, is offering something new for its cover price of $9.95: empty pages. It’s a “vanity issue dedicated to Paris Hilton,” said its Nigerian-born editor and publisher, Iké Udé. Save for a Mondrian-inspired centerfold collage of the socialite herself, the issue contains only page after page of empty space, punctuated with questions to the reader. “Is she a genius because she works smart and not necessarily hard?” “Aren’t you jealous of her?” “Who should she marry?” Readers are instructed to fill in the blank space with their answers, artwork and any shout-outs to or about Ms. Hilton, then to return this material in the envelopes provided to aRUDE’s headquarters on 17th Street in Chelsea, where the content will be scanned and re-edited into a “real” magazine, to be re-issued in late summer.

“We want to democratize the editorial contribution in a magazine framework, where it’s open to readers to become creators,” said the Nigerian-born Mr. Udé, whose contributors include the professional dandy and partygoer Patrick McDonald, F.I.T. professor Valerie Steele and reedy Russian model Larissa Kulikova. “It’s kind of like”—you know what’s coming—“a blog in print, in a way.”

Just what is the deal with those expensive downtown glossies like aRUDE, euphemistically referred to as the “style press”?

“It’s a term that came out of France, where magazines that were high-end boutique magazines would be called la presse de style,” said David Renard, author of the recently released book The Last Magazine (Universe), in which he argues that the survival of the magazine-publishing industry at large lies in innovations made by the independents. “But instead of just being style as in fashion, style in essence means more design, in a sense, or trendy or cool.”

Lafayette Smoke Shop, located at the corner of Lafayette and Spring, is a hotbed of the pricey publications. “All tourists; many, many tourists” is how the store’s manager described his clientele—along with the moneyed Soho residents who need to fill coffee-table space, of course.

“I bought one called SOON, in Chinese, French and in English—$70 cover price!” said Samir Husni, chair of the journalism department at the University of Mississippi and author of the annual Samir Husni’s Guide to New Magazines, now in its 22nd year. “You can tell that those boutique magazines are done for the people within the industry, rather than the people outside the industry. It’s a celebration of our inner circle. Most of them you can find in New York, but the minute you reach Des Moines, they’re gone!”

But most of the style press is sustained not by newsstand sales but from ads taken out by—and sometimes custom-designed by—high-end fashion houses, retailers and other luxury brands. “There’s no way they can make money without advertising,” Mr. Renard said. “They’d have to be selling at $20, $30 a piece—sometimes that’s impossible! They want to keep the American concept of low prices.”

To get the most desirable advertisers, editors have to woo first-rate style mavens, photographers and graphic designers—usually friends or friends of friends—to contribute work for free. (“Diane”—as in von Furstenberg—“will always take out an ad with us,” Mr. Udé said.) Then they have to get the finished product into the right hands. “In New York, with the right wholesaler for New York City, you can make 500 copies look like you are everywhere. Everywhere!” Mr. Renard said. “To whom? To the advertisers and to the tribe that you’re trying to attract, let’s say the downtown ‘cool set.’ Only 500 copies—that’s 30 stores.”

Most of the magazines are primarily visual, repositories for art photography. One exception is 032c, published by partners Jörg Koch and Sandra von Mayer-Myrtenhain out of Berlin; the latest issue, which will retail for $20.99, arrives in New York at the end of May and contains lengthy essays on contemporary art and politics. “Readers are editors, artists, gallerists, architects, students at Columbia and N.Y.U., and, of course, fashion people—designers, P.R., photographers, stylists,” Mr. Koch said of his shiny export.

Trace ($5.99) is one title that has extended its brand beyond print. In 2003, the magazine started Trace TV, a cable-television channel in France, which is now available in the U.S. on the Dish Network. In Trace’s editorial offices on Broome Street, editors converse in a kind of lingua universale, lapsing from English into French and occasionally Spanish, with intermittent exclamations in other tongues. Editor in chief Claude Grunitzky, 36, the son of a West African diplomat who himself speaks six languages, founded the magazine in 1996 in modest digs in London. Over the next 10 years, he relocated the operation to downtown Manhattan and morphed into a kind of style-press mogul. The magazine is now published in three separate editions—American, British and French—with each distributed to appropriate linguistic markets worldwide. Mr. Grunitzky calls himself a “cross-cultural guru.”

“When you look at these ‘style press,’ what they give us is the cornerstone from which we can build the future for print,” Mr. Husni grandly claimed. “Because those magazines cannot exist or have the impact that they have if they existed in any other medium – not online, not on TV.”

At any rate, Mr. Udé eagerly awaits the results of his little editorial experiment. “It’s not easy to do this,” he said. “But thank God it’s not easy! If it would be easy, then every Dick and Harry would be doing it.”

3/7/2007

Sufi note

Filed under: General, art, bangladesh, global islands, india — admin @ 5:26 pm

Letters written with ink do not really exist qua letters. For the letters are but various forms to which meanings have been assigned through convention. What really and concretely exists is nothing but the ink. The existence of the letters is in truth no other than the existence of the ink which is the sole, unique reality that unfolds itself in many forms of self-modification. One has to cultivate, first of all, the eye to see the selfsame reality of ink in all letters, and then to see the letters as so many intrinsic modifications of the ink.

10/28/2006

Recent Films Studied

Filed under: Film, General, art — admin @ 9:45 am

Whale Rider • Bladerunner • Bicycle Thief • Until the End of the World • Wings of Desire • Blue Velvet • Pulp Fiction • Rear Window •
L-Avventura • The Machinist • Shadow Magic • American Splendor • Lolita • Vertigo • A Story of Floating Weeds • La Strada: Special
Edition • Fitzcarraldo • Umberto D. • Aquirre: The Wrath of God • Open City • Gummo • Even Dwarfs Started Small • Ossessione • Rocco
& His Brothers • La Terra Trema • Crazed Fruit • Tony Takitani • Lessons of Darkness • Wheel of Time • Grizzly Man • The Flowers of St
Francis • Knife in the Water • Le Notti Bianche • Why Does Herr R. Run Amok • Chinese Roulette • Favela Rising • Cobra Verde • Control
Room • The Trial • Heart of Glass • Rollerball • The Pornographers • The Thomas Crown Affair • In the Heat of the Night • NIghts of
Cabiria • Touch of Evil • Derrida • Basquiat • Pollock • Ali: Fears Eats the Soul • Bombay • Mother India • Voices of Iraq • Andrei
Rublev • The Third Man • The Killers • Red Beard • Chinatown • On the Waterfront • Sholay • Ran • Pyaasa • The Life of Birds • Dev •
Miss India • Twin Peaks • Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas • Naach • Sarkar • Maya • The Motorcycle Diaries • Bold • Born into Brothels
• Chalti Ka Naam Gaadi • Anand • A Passage to India • Taxi Driver • The Terrorist • India: Kingdom of the Tiger • Yasujiro Ozu’s Good
Morning • How to Draw a Bunny • Salaam Bombay • Nayagan: Tamil • Veer-Zaara • Gandhi • Foxy Brown • Visions of LIght • Arakimentari • Rashomon • Blood of a Poet • Inch’ Allah Dimanche • A Soul Haunted by Painting • I Dreamed of Africa • A Panther in Africa: POV • Mama
Africa • Africa: The Serengeti • Out of Africa • Africa Blood and Guts • The American Friend • National Geographic: Africa • Run Lola
Run • Hidden Fortress • Breathless • La Dolce Vita • The True Meaning of Pictures: Shelby Lee Adams’ Appalachia • Children of Paradise
• Lost Boys of Sudan • La Notte • Tokyo Story • L’Eclisse • Lolita • Citizen Kane • Battleship Potemkin • Man with the Movie Camera •
Legend of 1900 • L’Avventura • La Belle Noiseuse • Nowhere in Africa • 8-1/2 • The Battle of Algiers • The Idiot • The Bad Sleep Well •
Pi: Faith in Chaos • Ikiru • Eraserhead • M • City of God • Hotel Rwanda •

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