<br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Rock the Shack</b></span></i>  <br /><i>The Architecture of Cabins, Cocoons and Hide-Outs From weekend homes to get-away cabins, this architecture embodies our longing for relaxing in nature. </i><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRerwhe2m8kidyJ9U4uHPOONLVTHywCp3Ely5ECyjHUzLogtmavWPhbL02CNtzWJgkYCB-mpe1jHIaTaQ8eOVxZmW458v4PTyqxALQPKH4q1N4k20yFobZD1sNbAxz5qjwwNYU_3Ep477f/s1600/rocktheshack_web_2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRerwhe2m8kidyJ9U4uHPOONLVTHywCp3Ely5ECyjHUzLogtmavWPhbL02CNtzWJgkYCB-mpe1jHIaTaQ8eOVxZmW458v4PTyqxALQPKH4q1N4k20yFobZD1sNbAxz5qjwwNYU_3Ep477f/s640/rocktheshack_web_2.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><br />New books keep our design studio buzzing, and we look to Gestalten as one our favorite design publishers at the moment.  "Founded in Berlin in 1995, Gestalten is best known for our more than 400 books that document and <i><b>anticipate vital movements in design, illustration, architecture, and typography as well as urban and contemporary art</b></i>."  Their latest book, Rock the Shack, is released in February 2013, and here are some images offering a peak!  Enjoy, and thanks Gestalten.<span style="color: #999999;"><i> - David John </i></span><br />  <br />"Rock the Shack <span style="font-size: large;"><i><b>takes us to the places we long for.</b></i></span> For the first time in the history of humankind, more people live in cities than in the country. Yet, at the same time, more and more city dwellers are yearning for rural farms, mountain cabins, or seaside homes. These kinds of refuges offer modern men and women a promise of what urban centers usually cannot provide: quiet, relaxation, being out of reach, getting back to basics, feeling human again. <br /><br />Rock the Shack is a survey of such contemporary refuges from around the world—from basic to luxury. The book features a compelling range of sparingly to intricately furnished cabins, cottages, second homes, tree houses, transformations, shelters, and cocoons. The look of the included structures from the outside is just as important as the view from inside. What these diverse projects have in common is an exceptional spirit that melds the uniqueness of a geographic location with the individual character of the building’s owner and architect."<br /><br /><i>Release Date: February 2013 </i><br /><i>Editors: S. Ehmann, S. Borges </i><br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3DSbTiV3rUZfnrV2ux7CORbrhWrxC5Vupf2dPH2fNqUGAIxoThEw3GjKUritg5-Taj2sPw0QQoC7GT2brS2BgXtdTpsFgJ6WWwqiCfjazCn0f111tvfUYdHBzl9lDJ41jkjQD7iF9I-j8/s1600/rocktheshack_web_3.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3DSbTiV3rUZfnrV2ux7CORbrhWrxC5Vupf2dPH2fNqUGAIxoThEw3GjKUritg5-Taj2sPw0QQoC7GT2brS2BgXtdTpsFgJ6WWwqiCfjazCn0f111tvfUYdHBzl9lDJ41jkjQD7iF9I-j8/s640/rocktheshack_web_3.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtH020nzQw5xHim_AOwzADUIaDnFe7qFu8fcPNFi4R4KBTSL2MW3IpRgHrNDhLvmSj9vVnCM574uoXb74znviKJkLUpepNIhYIZ2H93YcbM_B63qEDrrrIbzQ7rOt3it-ZW-t4LJJJSwWh/s1600/rocktheshack_web_9.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtH020nzQw5xHim_AOwzADUIaDnFe7qFu8fcPNFi4R4KBTSL2MW3IpRgHrNDhLvmSj9vVnCM574uoXb74znviKJkLUpepNIhYIZ2H93YcbM_B63qEDrrrIbzQ7rOt3it-ZW-t4LJJJSwWh/s640/rocktheshack_web_9.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp5zZZ_1yX0SvWvG4hiV7gaNzkQUuwKuHbh4BKR87ZMiRH45bSdU4EBSeqhWvRUmGdWioHtwf0pa8T1DtlSCWXJIFS70Jtgx1x3Ykhy8jWfLiKV2YKnMWqF55KRIZWnCB258dyW4Qu9aKW/s1600/rocktheshack_web_12.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp5zZZ_1yX0SvWvG4hiV7gaNzkQUuwKuHbh4BKR87ZMiRH45bSdU4EBSeqhWvRUmGdWioHtwf0pa8T1DtlSCWXJIFS70Jtgx1x3Ykhy8jWfLiKV2YKnMWqF55KRIZWnCB258dyW4Qu9aKW/s640/rocktheshack_web_12.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><i>"Weights down so that you could move forwards </i><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><b><i>Forwards </i></b></span><br /><br /><i>So you could move forwards Forwards"</i><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLA__sfXQvxHFg_07q70d9mIoO_v8WmTm-GU9YDUEmmJWdZiFcFBD8mUJDbGjbgHFV3I3aFgsS9gwaE4_IGwVqt7zxRSwSIC1nCOSAS3NLwdI0EJotQZaMpsHT1SPRI80WQMNkdjfw5jL3/s1600/rocktheshack_web_13.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLA__sfXQvxHFg_07q70d9mIoO_v8WmTm-GU9YDUEmmJWdZiFcFBD8mUJDbGjbgHFV3I3aFgsS9gwaE4_IGwVqt7zxRSwSIC1nCOSAS3NLwdI0EJotQZaMpsHT1SPRI80WQMNkdjfw5jL3/s640/rocktheshack_web_13.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br />"<i><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Gestalten</b></span></i> specializes in developing content for aficionados of cutting-edge visual culture worldwide. For us, visual culture is the output resulting from the interrelationship of design, art, architecture, photography, and other visual disciplines with each other as well as other areas such as popular culture and music. In drawing from a variety of influences and combining them in ways not yet seen before, this work is pushing contemporary creative expression to new frontiers.." <br /><br /><a href="http://usshop.gestalten.com/books/architecture/rock-the-shack.html?SID=1r6hdpdsnshrr7itf8g0sf5397"><i>more here... via Gestalten</i></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">----------------</span></div>

Rock the Shack  The Architecture of Cabins, Cocoons and Hide-Outs From weekend homes to get-away cabins, this architecture embodies our longing for relaxing in nature. New books keep our design studio buzzing, and we look to Gestalten as one our favorite design publishers at the moment.  "Founded in…

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<i>"The Lattes Chair"</i><br /><b>Estate of Carlo Mollino </b><br /><br /><a href="http://www.salon94.com/exhibitions/detail/the-lattes-chair">till Jan 23 at Salon 94, NY  </a><i><b> </b></i><br /><span style="color: #999999;"><i><b> </b>design cases by David Adjaye </i></span><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiU3vYnacliOF9-LG_Au_WUs46zCdKzSkGNebt-r16iFC_6IH8Em5x7LwaUhKg7Hui-Azd4KGPx80F64nw-CV06sXclz61gDMn2rw1jAMHLEJwV1q5VO6fGSzoNB8ASjNBHsbfnHtqZAc/s1600/02_6851.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="512" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiU3vYnacliOF9-LG_Au_WUs46zCdKzSkGNebt-r16iFC_6IH8Em5x7LwaUhKg7Hui-Azd4KGPx80F64nw-CV06sXclz61gDMn2rw1jAMHLEJwV1q5VO6fGSzoNB8ASjNBHsbfnHtqZAc/s640/02_6851.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2-ifSZBE1IL3EWFGKbb8mdO1tdeUI6rKl7rt6_lB3Ds1bP6ebCuRWeM0kiUGPcnamPsNSrTbpOq1mBvahZp7zk2kL6LSTfQAMqH5KMxmiWh5ZJpPJP-C4kIqtZhl6WGkiHo7KWZwcOfY/s1600/Mollino_10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2-ifSZBE1IL3EWFGKbb8mdO1tdeUI6rKl7rt6_lB3Ds1bP6ebCuRWeM0kiUGPcnamPsNSrTbpOq1mBvahZp7zk2kL6LSTfQAMqH5KMxmiWh5ZJpPJP-C4kIqtZhl6WGkiHo7KWZwcOfY/s640/Mollino_10.jpg" width="512" /></a></div><br /><br />"Only when a work is not explainable other than in terms of itself can we say that we are in the presence of art. <i><b>This ineffable quality is the hallmark of an authentic work. </b></i>Whoever contemplates it receives a "shock" that is unmistakable and, above all, unexplainable - a shock that he or she will try in vain to explain in rational terms.<br /><br /><i><b>There are no reasons. </b></i><br /><br />If there were, we would have a way to build a convenient machine for making art through logic and grammar....." <span style="color: #444444;"><i>- Carlo Mollino</i></span><br /><br /><br />Salon 94 12<br />East 94th Street<br />New York, NY 10128 <br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">----------</div>

"The Lattes Chair"Estate of Carlo Mollino till Jan 23 at Salon 94, NY    design cases by David Adjaye "Only when a work is not explainable other than in terms of itself can we say that we are in the presence of art. This ineffable quality is the hallmark of an authentic work. Whoever contemplates it…

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<i><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Method Furniture </b></span></i><br /><span style="color: #666666;"><i>Unique furniture, hand-crafted in Glasgow</i></span><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9shWFxEZF-dJSCnOXHjSlUTjEcoqrIS_a8tSwM6CFfmzhEBICRxrhUMie2skocHork4CIw31ch2ERkkWMpKTWe1K76gC5FMCIDw4oTIRxnUdsOFKkIkQssEhf8CPHulIMmE55y5iyQ0o/s1600/costello5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="465" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9shWFxEZF-dJSCnOXHjSlUTjEcoqrIS_a8tSwM6CFfmzhEBICRxrhUMie2skocHork4CIw31ch2ERkkWMpKTWe1K76gC5FMCIDw4oTIRxnUdsOFKkIkQssEhf8CPHulIMmE55y5iyQ0o/s640/costello5.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY4zFvkQTGYvl8xKsMXwIeM-4rRBYfF7liplzUEL8QPZLTYwDki_EE9aSMUoFxYSFxch4fd0bS1pTicInjFMVxP2bQKKXnwwBqqOuuqoTz7sxG0P9NTGTDSRy1Fa6X78KNWwvmRLtxyWM/s1600/costello4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="427" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY4zFvkQTGYvl8xKsMXwIeM-4rRBYfF7liplzUEL8QPZLTYwDki_EE9aSMUoFxYSFxch4fd0bS1pTicInjFMVxP2bQKKXnwwBqqOuuqoTz7sxG0P9NTGTDSRy1Fa6X78KNWwvmRLtxyWM/s640/costello4.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><i>"To design with heart and to craft with integrity, </i><br /><i>to make the journey as important as the product....</i><br /><br /><span style="color: #666666;"><i><span style="color: black;">to find a new <b>M E T H O D</b>." </span> </i></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsWXl-ZbEwI1c2xjtHAlT04T_CVeGj9UUq78TNJ_b6SEJ7fBJ-TYL6TVt4mBc0xOKJym1dFmCSBDDKZBG_7BBOk5mWlO0gFdeCKh-rjDYsxktZyPbaoLEyn0yh4eDmI6kzCUeEnUqFPH8/s1600/luxury.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsWXl-ZbEwI1c2xjtHAlT04T_CVeGj9UUq78TNJ_b6SEJ7fBJ-TYL6TVt4mBc0xOKJym1dFmCSBDDKZBG_7BBOk5mWlO0gFdeCKh-rjDYsxktZyPbaoLEyn0yh4eDmI6kzCUeEnUqFPH8/s1600/luxury.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br /><br /><br /><br />Method's line of furniture: striking color compositions and familiar classical wooden forms, bringing to mind Andre Sornay and designer from the 1930's.  Modern furniture designers based in Scotland.<br /><a href="http://www.methodfurniture.co.uk/"><i><br /></i></a><a href="http://www.methodfurniture.co.uk/"><i>go their site here. </i></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">------------</span></div>

Method Furniture Unique furniture, hand-crafted in Glasgow"To design with heart and to craft with integrity, to make the journey as important as the product....to find a new M E T H O D."  Method's line of furniture: striking color compositions and familiar classical wooden forms, bringing to mind A…

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A conversation with Matthew Ronay

<i>"I'm always searching for that tranquil place from which to experience fully and without fear good and bad, wounding and healing. </i><br /><br /><i>But literally being in the studio has it's purifying qualities, like the first artist, it's primordial struggle to understand and untangle, to create imagery spontaneously out of a need to emphasize what is moving and harmonious."  <a href="http://www.hideamongthetrees.com/"><b>-Matthew Ronay</b></a></i><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzJAQ_VqCimgyx697IrVHz1YxhBVVuwLwXRrrLOXMwXDn1SeC6fWF7TtOgS66wTm98qnLsXUPkWaYY_2bTm64o-O83d_orDdjY7r54GIxtPWxmq7xdBC3N3ghuoP6CJDPh1sDixFg2jjw/s1600/MRonay-BFerry-32.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzJAQ_VqCimgyx697IrVHz1YxhBVVuwLwXRrrLOXMwXDn1SeC6fWF7TtOgS66wTm98qnLsXUPkWaYY_2bTm64o-O83d_orDdjY7r54GIxtPWxmq7xdBC3N3ghuoP6CJDPh1sDixFg2jjw/s640/MRonay-BFerry-32.jpg" width="424" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.brianwferry.com/"><i>(all photos by Brian Ferry)</i></a></div><br /><br /><span style="color: #666666;"><i>"Inspired by the psychoanalytic Carl Jung and the mythologist Joseph Campbell Ronay works with his intuition in order to reach an expression that reach us at a fundamental and collective unconscious level. His enigmatic sculptures and stagings engender a strange remembrance of something primal and instinctively original that lies deeply buried in the consciousness of modern man."  (taken from a press release)</i></span><br /><span style="color: #666666;"><i><br /></i></span><span style="color: #666666;"><span style="color: black;">Matthew Ronay's work has fascinated me for years, and most importantly grown with me over the years, from earlier Marc Foxx shows of fleshy colored MDF forms to recent exhibitions at Andrea Rosen, and La Conserva in Spain.  Six months ago on an early Saturday morning, Matthew Ronay and I met up for coffee here in Los Angeles. He spoke of "Between the worlds," an exhibition that was presented in Spain<span style="color: #666666;">, e</span>xplaining the women that would come up to the fantastical installation: where gloved hands were reaching through holes, moving balls through fingertips, silently raising eyebrows, as they looked in curiosity.  I've returned to thinking about those women who experienced Ronay's installation, and pondered what went through their mind. In my late teens, I remember an Edvard Munch show, and as I was staring at a painting in one of the galleries, I looked over at 3 women in their seventies casually chatting.  I overheard one of the women telling her friend that Munch's work was "really only about sex and death, death and sex, and sex and death." I'm not quite sure why I remember that moment so clearly, but perhaps it was the first honest and open attempt to understand and simplify an artist's work. It also seemed to sum up <span style="color: #666666;"><span style="color: black;">so much of life in general.</span> </span>I admired those women quietly and bravely talking amongst themselves, attempting to explain what they saw, and even felt.  </span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: #666666;"><span style="color: black;">I witness a connection with Munch's and Ronay's work, a certain sort of darkness looming on the surface if you were to glance quickly. But in reality, there is such an openness and thrill leading towards symbolic truth. A voyage!<span style="color: #666666;"> </span>A couple months ago, I wrote Brian Ferry, a beyond talented photographer to shoot Ronay's studio in New York.  When I look at these gorgeous photographs through Ferry's eyes, I'm drawn to the colors in Ronay's latest works.  A  large wall hanging in electric blues, amorphic sculptures in acid oranges, and Matthew sitting in the middle of it, engaged with his craft<span style="color: #666666;"><span style="color: black;">, <a href="http://www.hideamongthetrees.com/"><i>hiding among the trees</i></a>.</span> </span></span> <span style="color: black;">Thank you to Matthew and to Brian. This indeed is a special piece.<span style="color: #666666;"> </span>-</span> David John </span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijsOlZ4m_6ZPgaeJ11MqQ8GG-UmZMxLp-RtYhFh9ruttmPBH0uksXmW4rhRdG_jMdvm_QE_xUdjkji_iYo9hyphenhyphenSJlNsKjO0qu6pXagc8QrlczfFsH69Ohlc1e9Bm4ifus8JIT6Jk-lNySU/s1600/MRonay-BFerry-29.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijsOlZ4m_6ZPgaeJ11MqQ8GG-UmZMxLp-RtYhFh9ruttmPBH0uksXmW4rhRdG_jMdvm_QE_xUdjkji_iYo9hyphenhyphenSJlNsKjO0qu6pXagc8QrlczfFsH69Ohlc1e9Bm4ifus8JIT6Jk-lNySU/s640/MRonay-BFerry-29.jpg" width="486" /></a></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7W6RZ6V0F4Tp6YLuIg2a7pmEeAeNjMmCyf-yyV11TwFkutv1d2-KRMZDws_fQNk1aZFIG6377ky1i92PznhIS9CT6GR6QN1_T_L1e8tF3rFxAVpyt2IuMErGVIlwdMwVMniU6b8LqgnM/s1600/MRonay-BFerry-33.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7W6RZ6V0F4Tp6YLuIg2a7pmEeAeNjMmCyf-yyV11TwFkutv1d2-KRMZDws_fQNk1aZFIG6377ky1i92PznhIS9CT6GR6QN1_T_L1e8tF3rFxAVpyt2IuMErGVIlwdMwVMniU6b8LqgnM/s640/MRonay-BFerry-33.jpg" width="424" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><i><b>Drawing. How do you draw, with what utensils do you prefer to draw? What makes a "good" or "preferred" drawing?  </b></i><br /><br />I have many different ways of drawing. But all forms of drawing I've always felt are closest to the flame of creativity. Depending on what the necessity of desire is, drawing changes. The two most enjoyable to me are drawing done to satisfy the conscious urge to create (which can be done consciously or unconsciously), and the other is drawing done unconsciously. Satisfying the creative urge happens anywhere, from in bed, to the subway, in the studio. It is deliberate and it is usually complete in transmission and done quickly. Unconscious drawing, or doodling I suppose, I find more enlightening in its lack of imposed will, as if it comes out of your muscles and inner being and has no timeline. I think it's for this reason that it happens while you're on the phone, playing cards (in the case of Charles Burchfield), or extremely relaxed. This kind of drawing I think of as vertical  while the other type tends to be more dispersed and horizontal. With both of these types of drawing I wouldn't say that I see something behind my eye and I breathe life into it. It's more abstract than that. it's almost a non visual, like touching something in the dark. I'm never quite sure what will happen.<br /><br />My materials change over time. I change the paper I use over three of four year periods. Right now I use note pads that I find around or steel from my studio-mate or I use the Japanese notebooks by KOKUYO that give me the opportunity to have a little more continuity. I use a Paper mate PHD mechanical pencil mostly. But I also like the Unit-ball Vision fine point roller ball or the Le Pen is fun. Sometimes but very rarely I do gouache or water colors. To me a good drawing has a magnetic feeling that illuminates the self. It feels right. It usually has a great balance of familiar and unfamiliar. That is if I have the criteria being a drawing that becomes a sculpture. But also I sometime prefer a drawing that requires more effort and patience, that has nothing to do with searching and more to do with marking time or repeating lines and shapes. Another type of drawing that is enjoyable is a more practical type. A kind of drawing that I do when I need to investigate form or the placement of things. I already know the image I just need to find out what feels right. It's so much faster than sculpting and with no risks. This is something I do in the studio and I find mysterious because there are so many permutations on the same theme, each almost the same yet totally different.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br /><br /><i><b>What are the different emotions you feel when you are in your studio? Anything you battle with?  Are there moments of total clarity and how do you deal with it, and form it?  </b></i><br /><br />I'm normally ecstatic in the studio. Working for me is everything. Routine is strength to me. I focus in on the act of making in a trance-like mind frame. Many times I must wear multiple forms of safety protection which give me a quality of sensory deprivation which helps set the tone of focus. If I'm not running machinery, I'm usually entranced by music, often dancing by myself, or if I'm not listening to music I like to whistle..sometimes with a lot of vibrato.<br /><br />I battle with the distraction of the internet and often with that terrible insecure feeling when the thing you are working on is just not right. Insecurity is a battle. And of course boredom, sometimes you just don't want to work and unfortunately I usually do the ignorant thing and stay here and feel bored instead of going out and searching for inspiration. Moments of clarity are elusive and usually they happen when I am running machinery and feeling focused and disciplined. Those usually allow me to work for periods measured in hours versus my normal 30-45 minute bursts.  <br /><br /><br /><i><b>What forms have been repeating lately in your works?  What connections have you pulled from these recurring forms? </b></i><br /><br />Lately: Mountains, bells, digestive shapes, filters, votives, orifice (eye, nostril, anus, vagina, ear), sun/moon, seedpod, phallus, tongue, bead (cell).  The connection I think is a tranquility, a watching, a fantasy feeling of other worlds, a natural and curiously corporeal vibe.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGQRXbPP9GSU5vCGeacyFeCPwbJRAweZUNgiaQtHuPijwN_8od19Svy-yD3bvlaaS3TXnz93taqRoqfqJhzHU8bUgqdH_L7vYTgQxS_S9-Ui3Y_i6kL-BWJKOYWBwhuAVJOk7jWPGfOek/s1600/MRonay-BFerry-17.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGQRXbPP9GSU5vCGeacyFeCPwbJRAweZUNgiaQtHuPijwN_8od19Svy-yD3bvlaaS3TXnz93taqRoqfqJhzHU8bUgqdH_L7vYTgQxS_S9-Ui3Y_i6kL-BWJKOYWBwhuAVJOk7jWPGfOek/s640/MRonay-BFerry-17.jpg" width="486" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCUmc5ajI4_i-vf_CZZkHBjnx4cKzWie5nSf7M1j4IkihI1mHBivTFaWNQNIgln0o8euW-k48HMbELO6t5tAeAQIQQnNsVGvpvtWrRlPxA4YEZiBBuzHBPyzMA5F2e-m2plSEpYWdRJRM/s1600/MRonay-BFerry-21.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="486" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCUmc5ajI4_i-vf_CZZkHBjnx4cKzWie5nSf7M1j4IkihI1mHBivTFaWNQNIgln0o8euW-k48HMbELO6t5tAeAQIQQnNsVGvpvtWrRlPxA4YEZiBBuzHBPyzMA5F2e-m2plSEpYWdRJRM/s640/MRonay-BFerry-21.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><i><b>The large blue wall hanging in your studio with the orange triangle. Tell me about this work. The materials, the forms, the narrative if there is one. </b></i><br /><br />The materials are gouache and shellac-based primer on cinefoil. Cinefoil is a matte black aluminum foil that is used in photography to mask lighting. The piece is part of a large tableau I'm working on for the Lyon Biennial. This part is the back wall of the piece. The piece in its simplified form is the journey from this world to another. This wall is the threshold. It's a waterfall of tongues, of breathes, of phalluses falling. The repeating shape is something that I drew over and over again for quite some time, but never landed on completely until I made that painting. After working on this piece I found the shape continues to unfold. At first I believed it was a penis, naturally, but I moved on to tongue, fingernail, seedpod, vessel, body, etc. And then I believed it was something more abstract, a word, a breath. It takes the same place that the "white light" might take. it's the veil before the next chapter.<br /><br /><br /><i><b>You referenced drawing as almost a "sexual compulsion," a need to create. You works seems strongly planted in sexuality, a sense of birth, and production.  Can you talk about this, and what role sexuality has had in your work? </b></i><br /><br />There is a risk involved in sexuality, a sharing and unifying, a vulnerability, this quality can create insecurity and shame, but also incredible unity. Although I'm no Catholic I have my fair share of shame. There is a lot of decision making in art and decisions open you up to shame. This is partly why chemical reaction art fascinates me. Or any art that relieves itself of decision making. On the opposite side of this coin there is something about myself that I feel is shameless and ebullient. The friction of these two attributes creates this sexual need to create beyond practical means.  In earlier works I think I sought out content that was abject and subversive, I think my attraction to this was some sort of anti-venom to numb my fears about my mortality. And I think my fear about dying came from aging obviously, but also from some sort of reaction to terrorism. Also I believe that sexuality brings out many shadowy sides of the psyche,  it creates places where violence and pleasure co-exist and where fantasy reins. In the end I think my overt use of sexuality may also have had a lot to do with my obsession with the other. Without getting too personal, while I dabble in a little fantasy and shadow in my personal sex-life, I think it was my voyeuristic side that latched onto the BDSM world and other types of extreme behavior. The difference now is that I've replaced the relatively short timeline of sexual acts with a longer more drawn out and fuller cycle of life, which of course sex is a part of. <br /><br /><br /><i><b>The space as a "mystical space."  What does this mean to you?</b></i><br /><br />It's not something I say a lot, but I think part of what I do is to participate with forms and symbols in a habitual way, hoping to have some self discovery. Is that part of a mystical path? I think so, but I wouldn't presume so. My participation in it veers more towards fantasy and the personal than it does the spiritual, although to me spiritual is intensely personal anyway. I really enjoy the structure of ritual and the psychological state I think it brings on. I'm always searching for that tranquil place from which to experience fully and without fear good and bad, wounding and healing. But literally being in the studio has it's purifying qualities, like the first artist, it's primordial struggle to understand and untangle, to create imagery spontaneously out of a need to emphasize what is moving and harmonious. <br /><br /><i><b> The orifice. This is central to your work. What excites you about exploration of the orifice?</b></i><br /><br />The orifice fascinates me because it is the barrier between us and the world. We can also experience it as a wound, which I find interesting. The orifice is the portal, the portal is often the entryway to the unknown, and the unknown has such great potentialities. I respond to the fluids that come out of the body. The processes of digestion and respiratory systems and their relationship to waste is so multilayered, and the orifice is at the center of all of these. Hearing, breathing, shitting, seeing. And I think sculpturally there is this "doubting Thomas" to the orifice and the wound. A kind of "is it real?" how does it work? I like its negative space quality, it's very suggestive. And of course the sexual, birthing aspect, the feminine aspect I find comforting and knowing.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiriXRcXz2ji8GoZclaWs3bxWhv0saRrLQ3Sg9wfImvcZq2w5lZQcYhg_BfrCdAsJBLBw1DS1ZG_HfAF7WNrBHnwL6NBppuHoQx2r8olD0KELxzjMOkT-wPB6XW6alN73ks-UAbqCryavU/s1600/MRonay-BFerry-19.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiriXRcXz2ji8GoZclaWs3bxWhv0saRrLQ3Sg9wfImvcZq2w5lZQcYhg_BfrCdAsJBLBw1DS1ZG_HfAF7WNrBHnwL6NBppuHoQx2r8olD0KELxzjMOkT-wPB6XW6alN73ks-UAbqCryavU/s640/MRonay-BFerry-19.jpg" width="486" /></a> </div><br /> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjavkykr0j_kdpzaIv4_9As_M1zES3Qv3Ql5t_vWvBISFT16rpM2k8AgCYV_5e6uoxdjEZmlqfINf2WtAxoRncfduS_QJm59twOG9UpWAo-ACjzbO2gfsyDObxsJa-QEISPl619R3T-0DM/s1600/MRonay-BFerry-40.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="486" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjavkykr0j_kdpzaIv4_9As_M1zES3Qv3Ql5t_vWvBISFT16rpM2k8AgCYV_5e6uoxdjEZmlqfINf2WtAxoRncfduS_QJm59twOG9UpWAo-ACjzbO2gfsyDObxsJa-QEISPl619R3T-0DM/s640/MRonay-BFerry-40.jpg" width="640" /></a><br /><span style="color: #666666;"><br /></span><br /><br /><br /><i><b>I once took a 6 month course in hypnosis, and read a great deal about "trance" which opened my eyes to a lot of what I felt but could never put words around. Does the unconscious state have a power to you? How would you describe this state to someone? </b><b> Have you ever had a past life regression? </b></i><br /><br />The unconscious state is a huge part of what I do. But I think it's a balance. The beginning of my process can be highly unconscious but as things get rolling it balances out I think. What I respond to in a unconscious state is the surprise of seeing what is coming out. Good things next to bad things next to things that are unformed next to complete imagery, I'm talking here about drawing. when I am actually carving on things many times I feel it is akin to watching snowflakes while you're driving. thoughts about all sorts of things just float by, running off like water, usually until the physical pain of the vibrating or heat of the tool makes me stop and then a half hour has just gone by.   I have never had a past life regression although for several months while doing "floating" I did do quite a bit of recapitulation.<br /><i><b><br /></b></i><i><b> </b></i><br /><i><b>Your greatest fear, personal or professional?</b></i><br /><br />My greatest fear is Fear. Fear of failure. I have a tendency as most creative people to be relentless to myself. To be over critical and to not accept myself for what I am. In a practical sense I fear my health declining or my family's health. Nothing else matters if you or your family is sick. Professionally I sweat the little things all the time, but I try to practice perspective, mostly I fail in this sense, but practice is failure sometimes. I'm hopeful that I would be able to create no matter the circumstance, but always lurking in the back of my mind is the fear that I'll not be able to continue because of the circumstances.<br /><br /><br /><i><b>What is your relationship to the "art world."  When your career shifted, how did your collectors respond to this energetic shift, as well as the galleries?</b></i><br /><br />I make the mistake often of comparing my backstage to other people's front-stage which makes me unhappy sometimes. Comparing in general leads me to unhappiness and often I don't participate in the "art world" because it can be such an awkward mess of competing egos, mine included. But I get out of the art world what I give. As far as my career, I think it's yet to be written. things come and go but yourself stays until it doesn't. I feel when my work shifted into a more personal area it may have been difficult for people to go there, but I  can't control that, so I'm just staying on course and waiting. I'm committed.<br /><br /><br /><i><b>The works in these photos that Brian Ferry captured, are they part of an upcoming show? If so, where and when?</b></i><br /><br />Yes they are. They are for a show I am making in Berlin at Lüttgenmeijer. It opens February 23rd. I believe the title of the show will be "Repeat the Sounding" <br /><br /><br /><i><b>Do you ever lose "faith" in your art?  And if so, what else have you considered dedicating your time to? What role does your personal relationship have in your work?</b></i><br /><br />I vacillate between super confidence and extreme fear and insecurity. I carry a lot of fear. But I work towards excepting that it's part of my personality and I practice hard to identify that fear and except it, it kind of takes its power away, like they do to Freddy Krueger when they realize they are just dreaming. Often when I am criticized I feel it in my stomach. I know then it's true and I am able to recover and learn, but the foundation from which my creativity is sprung is unstable at best. Confident and bold enough to be born but insecure and paranoid because it sticks it's neck out so far. Being humbled is helpful for this.<br /><br />The moment you realize you aren't anyone the rest is just perspective. If I were to lose complete faith and start in a different discipline I think I would like to have been someone like Alan Lomax, an ethnomusicologist. Documentary film making maybe.   Regarding my relationship with Bengü, she is my muse, my light, and through her everything is illuminated, creatively, spiritually, and intimately. I can't even put it into words.<br /><br /><br /><i><b>Masks. Pretending. Believing. What do you believe that others have yet to believe? </b></i><br /><br />I have said pretending a lot and I think it deserves some clarification. When I say pretend I think I mean a kind of practicing. Transmutating, self discovery, magic I don't believe come into being by some sort of finger snapping. they come into being by inumerous practice. They fail more than they succeed. The mask or pretending's prop might be an extra push to get over the threshold or a delving into darkness and making it conscious. As far as what others have yet to believe? Your question is much prettier than my answer will ever be. Though they can't control what happens, people can control their reaction to it, that is something worth believing in.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b>Did humor have a role in your earlier work, and has the humor left your work? If so, then why?</b></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b> </b></i>    </div><div style="text-align: left;">Its good to not take yourself too seriously, and I don't mostly, so I don't think humor has drained from what I do, but I think humor sometimes works on a duality that I have shifted more towards a unity. I feel I have a child's wonder about the world and my enthusiasm is unwavering, so I feel flexible and molten, not brittle and bitter, humorless.<br /><br /><i>end. </i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQgaHfo5cCRnLW0pwea45CzGgzEdqQMQuytOPUUHqzTa69qXsC4M4uYd7mKO3lNneCzWDCGYHrJ9jcFKraGk3Vtgj2H2cGDzWtVjOyBfXlC0NXa3IcO0izBbrsyDmWuz7In_2iUD6cS7A/s1600/MRonay-BFerry-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQgaHfo5cCRnLW0pwea45CzGgzEdqQMQuytOPUUHqzTa69qXsC4M4uYd7mKO3lNneCzWDCGYHrJ9jcFKraGk3Vtgj2H2cGDzWtVjOyBfXlC0NXa3IcO0izBbrsyDmWuz7In_2iUD6cS7A/s640/MRonay-BFerry-7.jpg" width="486" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwylUZXN78tVZy4Qta5ZwLteqDHTseWdmvEkFXU6_oFaW5BNt3M3AG3C-La0SBepcStWh30bgj_7Qs9zE0rtzEPgqkLDYpDxz35mwDZ8WOiZNcZPWsiCei8NU37yxLppr4ubnes9JIOAg/s1600/MRonay-BFerry-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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A conversation with Matthew Ronay

"I'm always searching for that tranquil place from which to experience fully and without fear good and bad, wounding and healing. But literally being in the studio has it's purifying qualities, like the first artist, it's primordial struggle to understand and untangle, to create imagery spontane…

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<i>"when forms become memories, </i><br /><i>to become new again."</i><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQWredNu-Rl719s_sEGJdMULvxGb6TE_5VJ20seEG9cmny7fVE4J3H3UOFLAUzmr1XL2Rux80wWejWiW1jhJFIa287b6zeHJHqca6laflLZ8XxqDDL-0b5ynDKIfBqFwcDMAaxLxpZDGc/s1600/0666.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQWredNu-Rl719s_sEGJdMULvxGb6TE_5VJ20seEG9cmny7fVE4J3H3UOFLAUzmr1XL2Rux80wWejWiW1jhJFIa287b6zeHJHqca6laflLZ8XxqDDL-0b5ynDKIfBqFwcDMAaxLxpZDGc/s1600/0666.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3FBMagkOiuhSsZ28kqg91C5GxHiZCOPPixOaBoFYjoZAY4MAdZy8xlC3DsDw0yYk-LcKWrCoczHXbK0qhwHOlDNpNnKTRz8BbfBMG1YQDzeDyc4VwGIkiIhCZTOFuCDvPZLe-agcoZUk/s1600/0939.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3FBMagkOiuhSsZ28kqg91C5GxHiZCOPPixOaBoFYjoZAY4MAdZy8xlC3DsDw0yYk-LcKWrCoczHXbK0qhwHOlDNpNnKTRz8BbfBMG1YQDzeDyc4VwGIkiIhCZTOFuCDvPZLe-agcoZUk/s1600/0939.jpg" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.ragoarts.com/"><b>RAGO's Unreserved Auction</b></a> <i>(discovery)</i> takes place on Saturday and Sunday, 12th and 13th.  I've been spending a bit of time with Catalog 2, "Modern," circling some items.  It often clicks in my mind how modern art deco appears to be at this moment in time, a revolution of form, a repeat into the utopian past, a dream of machines, a whisper of light from the engines ahead, until a possible collapse.<br /><br />Buckle up for the quick talking auctioneer. <i>- David John </i><br /><br /><br />1. <b><i>Adalberto Dal Lago Bieffeplas</i></b>t  Three "Drive" table lamps, Italy, 1970s Foil labels and original boxes Each: 17" x 9" x 6"  Auction Date: Sun, January 13, 11:00AM  Estimate: $700 - $900<br /><br />2. <i><b>Art Deco Buffet</b></i>, European, ca. 1930 Mixed exotic woods and nickeled brass Unmarked 37 1/2" x 66" x 21"  Estimate: $900 - $1,200<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-----------</div>

"when forms become memories, to become new again." RAGO's Unreserved Auction (discovery) takes place on Saturday and Sunday, 12th and 13th.  I've been spending a bit of time with Catalog 2, "Modern," circling some items.  It often clicks in my mind how modern art deco appears to be at this moment in…

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<i>a new year</i><br /><i>for <b>DISC Interiors </b></i><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitQo3wtm-DsnXsz_6wNq9dCNq66O7DQjWSSgow6NWr94p2mCDb57n4iA6WclmQiUINE1mc3WpZn5cN_DiWDlZUDPhLOXKkRKNiD63HvaFIz_wVfjjcv0x0WYsGRsgVeQCAKIXR5Eis-NQ/s1600/pinterest.com.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="458" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitQo3wtm-DsnXsz_6wNq9dCNq66O7DQjWSSgow6NWr94p2mCDb57n4iA6WclmQiUINE1mc3WpZn5cN_DiWDlZUDPhLOXKkRKNiD63HvaFIz_wVfjjcv0x0WYsGRsgVeQCAKIXR5Eis-NQ/s640/pinterest.com.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguCQ4EIbAUei5JMWoV7cYN4-Mtq3AUv6so_YatMWg7PHQIwHNJghFkLoJ_LObKoHxxSR2BbEwlhoemqdoEIt4B-DbMxPacKq2IMU194ZYCQ7NnTCqEEDFRdMBoOE496POxZOwQCYd-ago/s1600/FC862_01-800x600.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguCQ4EIbAUei5JMWoV7cYN4-Mtq3AUv6so_YatMWg7PHQIwHNJghFkLoJ_LObKoHxxSR2BbEwlhoemqdoEIt4B-DbMxPacKq2IMU194ZYCQ7NnTCqEEDFRdMBoOE496POxZOwQCYd-ago/s640/FC862_01-800x600.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><br />We've begun some exciting new projects in Los Angeles: from a loft close to the ocean, to a home in the hills of Hollywood, and another home tucked into a valley.  We are delighted to be working with some amazing clients, and creating spaces we truly believe in.  We are excited to show some images as the year progresses! <i>- David John & Krista Schrock</i><br /><br />To view some images from our portfolio, please visit, <a href="http://www.discinteriors.com/DISC/HOME.html"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><b>DISC Interiors</b></span></i></a><br /><br /><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: white;"><span style="font-size: large;">-</span></span> </b></span></i>

a new yearfor DISC Interiors We've begun some exciting new projects in Los Angeles: from a loft close to the ocean, to a home in the hills of Hollywood, and another home tucked into a valley.  We are delighted to be working with some amazing clients, and creating spaces we truly believe in.  We are …

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<i>"when new words collide with old works"</i><br /><i>vs</i><br /><i>"these process-based works are monuments for the everyday." </i><br /><i> </i> <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh52v9CL7oZe7tftd3FiJl6YD2Mt3XiB6WFrPI3vn9KaVQ7IiUMKvVWEzLK6VkzlHH8OKFg1MjRj1jM9EsjkuVnfxstNBG-r1fx6NH3PVrPmdXcdr_lw1YMDVBdcQau3DH8dQOlnpgNd3A/s1600/53378.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh52v9CL7oZe7tftd3FiJl6YD2Mt3XiB6WFrPI3vn9KaVQ7IiUMKvVWEzLK6VkzlHH8OKFg1MjRj1jM9EsjkuVnfxstNBG-r1fx6NH3PVrPmdXcdr_lw1YMDVBdcQau3DH8dQOlnpgNd3A/s1600/53378.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6nPjuwIl3hbkLn7OOTs6cYUoWAobqVEUaZD5-ijTr6dVU_Af1BLGO6ykuyIFB9Je61Xs-dxw3-YYZZqxPDwIvzYf8RiAYvBJh3X-xEydADWfqSL8NYeCTOCR94sKVY5Z7R7pQDegG86Y/s1600/school+dispaly+stand.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6nPjuwIl3hbkLn7OOTs6cYUoWAobqVEUaZD5-ijTr6dVU_Af1BLGO6ykuyIFB9Je61Xs-dxw3-YYZZqxPDwIvzYf8RiAYvBJh3X-xEydADWfqSL8NYeCTOCR94sKVY5Z7R7pQDegG86Y/s1600/school+dispaly+stand.jpg" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><i>Everyday : Dayevery </i><br /><br />1.  DCKT Contemporary is pleased to present <a href="http://brionnudarosch.com/ongoing/dckt2013/"><i>BRION NUDA ROSCH’s </i></a>second solo exhibition in New York. Deconstructing or rearranging the commonplace, ROSCH’s collage and sculptural works heighten awareness, jarring the viewer out of an object or <i><b>photograph's sense of embedded context.</b></i> <br /><br />Continuing his practice within a guided set of rules, each work exists to challenge what has been given value and what is held sacred.  Mundane materials such as found book pages, wood, concrete and recycled house paint are slightly or humbly altered. Small adjustments, such as additions or subtractions to found book pages, create seemingly impossible situations. The collaged images dictate and negate form and content as well as the monumental and un-monumental. Contradictions arise within their placement and presentation suggesting an interwoven conversation amongst the works. These process-based works are monuments for the everyday. <a href="http://dcktcontemporary.com/exhibition/view/2398"><i><b>(more here) </b></i></a><br /><br />2.  <i><b>School Display Stand ,</b></i> Belgium 1940 belgium 1940'S a teacher's display stand from belgium with chalkboard panels for teacher / student referencing. completely collapsable for portability.<a href="http://www.1stdibs.com/furniture_item_detail.php?id=511226"> <i>via Galerie Half</i></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">---------------</div>

"when new words collide with old works"vs"these process-based works are monuments for the everyday."   Everyday : Dayevery 1.  DCKT Contemporary is pleased to present BRION NUDA ROSCH’s second solo exhibition in New York. Deconstructing or rearranging the commonplace, ROSCH’s collage and sculptur…

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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><i>relying</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><i>on simple forms</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><i>to decorate a home.</i></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlMsEerGRNRzJLTHTxKdwijPmOU6nDi4TJXknGOIQVBpSihN6ZwxmQpGy9MaMwO7T1PfM3amr8uVP8BFFhIAxxjg3ir7G6m5ZTWK7cwxpT5nJuG3qZUt_7Nioiir5C6u6r5THd_yDMGeQ/s1600/il_fullxfull.331825041.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlMsEerGRNRzJLTHTxKdwijPmOU6nDi4TJXknGOIQVBpSihN6ZwxmQpGy9MaMwO7T1PfM3amr8uVP8BFFhIAxxjg3ir7G6m5ZTWK7cwxpT5nJuG3qZUt_7Nioiir5C6u6r5THd_yDMGeQ/s640/il_fullxfull.331825041.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHrH8ggAfQMBbLKdVQ0ddmi9fF026jjxPO04zI6PR1iUM73x9t9IXtgZztqXKDkrLJV_jvQigM06sp-IVK4ocI-YMKwxWziENIk07464WJT8ditX4tCAwM6x4Eqw52ebBMA8gdp-Cgcb4/s1600/il_570xN.319161925.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHrH8ggAfQMBbLKdVQ0ddmi9fF026jjxPO04zI6PR1iUM73x9t9IXtgZztqXKDkrLJV_jvQigM06sp-IVK4ocI-YMKwxWziENIk07464WJT8ditX4tCAwM6x4Eqw52ebBMA8gdp-Cgcb4/s1600/il_570xN.319161925.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: white;"> ;;;;;</span><br />"Winding your way down a peninsula along the Kennebec River, you may just stumble across a modest grey farmhouse and accompanying shaker barn. This 1850’s pairing makes the home and workshop of Master Concrete Artisan Thomas Stuart. Similarly, make your way over Mt. Tom in Western, Massachusetts, and find, nestled at its foot, a century old, humble bakery. This is now home and studio to Designer and Concrete Artisan, Andrew Stuart. Together these two brothers make up Obelisk: fine concrete décor. “Our homes are monuments to ourselves and say a great deal about our values and priorities.” Hence, the name of this minute collaborative: obelisk. “Drama.” “Artistry.” “Craftsmanship.” These are all expressions conjured up by the creations of this duo. Obelisk transcends ordinary notions of concrete to create works of art that celebrate the home and feed the soul"<br /><br /><a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/atstuart?ref=seller_info#"><i>more here.... </i></a>

relyingon simple formsto decorate a home. ;;;;;"Winding your way down a peninsula along the Kennebec River, you may just stumble across a modest grey farmhouse and accompanying shaker barn. This 1850’s pairing makes the home and workshop of Master Concrete Artisan Thomas Stuart. Similarly, make you…

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