Looking versus seeing…mama, kudos for saying that. For spilling. Another thoughtful and thought provoking See Level. I was also surprised to see the Guggenheim let Bey project the Cowboy Carter promo on their facade and then was maybe even more surprised when I learned that it wasn’t authorized. Because Bey and Jay have really been mixing it up in the art world in recent years I was like oh ok I guess that makes sense even if I think it’s kind of lame. So I think I was more surprised that Bey did something so bold that happened to also be “unauthorized”.
I just read your article and a smile kept growing wider and wider on my face. I am by no means an art aficionado; nonetheless i enjoyed and appreciated the entries in your article: the distinction you gave between looking and seeing, the sense of invading Binky and Tony's privacy, and Miss B's act of privilege to inappropriately appropriate. Thank you for "See" Level, Nana Anoa
Beyoncé is shady for that. Especially since unauthorized projections on the Guggenheim in recent history have been fighting for workers' rights at Guggenheim Abu Dhabi. It just feels like an advertisement taking the form of a protest, which feels a bit low (even though I can acknowledge that a country album from Beyoncé is a protest in itself.)
The first time I really considered Manet was at an exhibition in SF (2010?), when looking at "The Fifer". I fell in love with its modern aesthetic and then read that it was rejected by the Paris Salon for that very reason (it's lack of background or as Wikipedia more eloquently says its "inscrutable spatial setting"). Still one of my favorite paintings.
“Enough wiggle room” is the (s)creed of the well paid publicist. Accepting that nobody makes it out alive is to realize that at some point everyone’s feet will eventually touch the ground.
She calls the work "breathtaking," marvels at Manet's "concentrated power," insists that the compact work has "so much wall power," and concludes "the Manet over the Monet."
“I'll share something I overheard while staring at a Deana Lawson photograph. While walking away from the pair of Lawson photographs in the exhibition, a guy told his female companion, "looking at this feels invasive…on my part." I pretended to take a picture but opened my notes app to type out what he'd said. On my part still rings in my ears. It seemed to acknowledge the responsibility viewers or consumers of art have in completing the artistic process. And in that way, it implied that something private or sacred had occurred between Lawson and her subjects, and here we were interrupting that, transgressing an imaginary boundary, invading a space we didn't have a clear invitation to.
Measure and value. Or, the order of things and the law of things.
A comparison of two seemingly different things based upon a temporal relationship is an aspect of choice that belies a specific mindset or personality.
“If given a choice then…
“When realizing one reality then personal value is gathered from within.”
Whatever it is about this world, this life that you covet most is what art seeks to touch. Whatever you keep tucked away deep inside your heart of hearts is what art wants to vibrate, to expose, lay bare for you to confront and access.
Number and value being adjudicated at the precipice of conviction and the freedom of thought and expression.
“This feels invasive on my part.” Yes. Perhaps it reveals or allows you to confront that which you hold sacred.
What is it of this life that holds real value? What determines that which is valuable? How do we nurture it and keep it vital?
I see measure and value locked in a cosmic sense of being.
Thank you See Level for allowing me to delve a bit deeper into my own thoughts about this topic and how it relates to my own perception and experiences with life.
Looking versus seeing…mama, kudos for saying that. For spilling. Another thoughtful and thought provoking See Level. I was also surprised to see the Guggenheim let Bey project the Cowboy Carter promo on their facade and then was maybe even more surprised when I learned that it wasn’t authorized. Because Bey and Jay have really been mixing it up in the art world in recent years I was like oh ok I guess that makes sense even if I think it’s kind of lame. So I think I was more surprised that Bey did something so bold that happened to also be “unauthorized”.
I agree it IS kind of lame. And the sentence "for spilling." will never not make me chuckle.
Hi Shemsi,
I just read your article and a smile kept growing wider and wider on my face. I am by no means an art aficionado; nonetheless i enjoyed and appreciated the entries in your article: the distinction you gave between looking and seeing, the sense of invading Binky and Tony's privacy, and Miss B's act of privilege to inappropriately appropriate. Thank you for "See" Level, Nana Anoa
Thank you so much for such a sweet note AND for reading. I feel like Binky's expression says it all.
Beyoncé is shady for that. Especially since unauthorized projections on the Guggenheim in recent history have been fighting for workers' rights at Guggenheim Abu Dhabi. It just feels like an advertisement taking the form of a protest, which feels a bit low (even though I can acknowledge that a country album from Beyoncé is a protest in itself.)
The first time I really considered Manet was at an exhibition in SF (2010?), when looking at "The Fifer". I fell in love with its modern aesthetic and then read that it was rejected by the Paris Salon for that very reason (it's lack of background or as Wikipedia more eloquently says its "inscrutable spatial setting"). Still one of my favorite paintings.
“Enough wiggle room” is the (s)creed of the well paid publicist. Accepting that nobody makes it out alive is to realize that at some point everyone’s feet will eventually touch the ground.
She calls the work "breathtaking," marvels at Manet's "concentrated power," insists that the compact work has "so much wall power," and concludes "the Manet over the Monet."
“I'll share something I overheard while staring at a Deana Lawson photograph. While walking away from the pair of Lawson photographs in the exhibition, a guy told his female companion, "looking at this feels invasive…on my part." I pretended to take a picture but opened my notes app to type out what he'd said. On my part still rings in my ears. It seemed to acknowledge the responsibility viewers or consumers of art have in completing the artistic process. And in that way, it implied that something private or sacred had occurred between Lawson and her subjects, and here we were interrupting that, transgressing an imaginary boundary, invading a space we didn't have a clear invitation to.
Measure and value. Or, the order of things and the law of things.
A comparison of two seemingly different things based upon a temporal relationship is an aspect of choice that belies a specific mindset or personality.
“If given a choice then…
“When realizing one reality then personal value is gathered from within.”
Whatever it is about this world, this life that you covet most is what art seeks to touch. Whatever you keep tucked away deep inside your heart of hearts is what art wants to vibrate, to expose, lay bare for you to confront and access.
Number and value being adjudicated at the precipice of conviction and the freedom of thought and expression.
“This feels invasive on my part.” Yes. Perhaps it reveals or allows you to confront that which you hold sacred.
What is it of this life that holds real value? What determines that which is valuable? How do we nurture it and keep it vital?
I see measure and value locked in a cosmic sense of being.
Thank you See Level for allowing me to delve a bit deeper into my own thoughts about this topic and how it relates to my own perception and experiences with life.
Insightful indeed.