Living Arrows

"I never knew when I would fall through the trapdoor "

It’s a powerful image: full access to the written word from a room covered in book pages. The installation, Pablo Lehmann’s “The Scribe’s House”, aptly complements a Saul Williams’ quote I read a few years ago- only through new words might new worlds be called into order.

I often write motivational pablum on paper and tape it to my walls. Presently, one of the papers reads “Be Aleeka.” and it serves as a daily reminder to relax. I like Lehmann’s idea of covering a room with the pages of discarded books, creating a flow of words that can’t be read or assembled into sentences. It’s as if he created a tactile language for the imaginary boarder. Imagine if instead of tombstones, mausoleums were just covered in all the books we’ve read? That would be a better reflection of me than any eulogy could afford.

The most fascinating thing about books is that your opinions on characters change as you age. Characters you once thought were evil, can surprisingly be deemed … lost. Like a milquetoast soldier approaching a battleground, I walked towards “The Scribe’s House” knowing that what I felt about books would change once I saw Pablo’s new world. 

The “Scribe’s House” is available for free viewing at Anthropologie on 50 Rockefeller Plaza. 

I imagine ateliers everywhere are occupied by confused people; people obsessing over their art while avoiding the specter of debt. You sacrifice a lot to be an artist, mostly financial security and sanity. Steven Mcgaughey created this website to  keep a semblance of art in his life while in medical school. He promised himself that he would continue to sketch and doodle everyday. It is seemingly his panacea to keeping art in his life as he struggles with finding creating himself.

In “Gastric Subway” (below), his love of design and his passion for medicine live in perfect comity on the overcrowded web. I’m so happy I stumbled onto his work. It’s very rare you come across something so clever:

Though the bar crowds are no more enjoyable, I’ve grown sufficiently inured to it. I prefer intimate gatherings with common people who speak with forethought and lay their tables with an amazing array of homemade viand. Nonetheless, I went to two bars yesterday…two more than I usually go to on the weekends. It was a big day for UEFA futbol, so I whiled away the hours watching Chelsea win the Champions League on a mute tv screen at Woodworks in Brooklyn. 

Before I set off for my second outing, I dropped by my dear friend’s apartment for a moment of normalcy. Spending time with Faizah Malik is always enjoyable, especially yesterday when she introduced me to my new favorite documentary- Helvetica. I highly recommend this Gary Hustwit film about typeface and messaging. Most of the fonts used in signage, magazines, and even this blog are in Helvetica.

These are some of my favorite quotes from the movie:

* “It’s not about the black of the font, it’s about the white space between the letters. Much like music, which is not about the notes but the timing created by the space between the notes.”

* “Helvetica is everywhere. It’s a socialist font.”

* “Helvetica has a push and pull feeling. It makes you feel as if all your problems are contained, or maybe don’t exist at all.”

Pilgrim Postcard
model: the beautiful Alejandra Cerna Rios
photographer: Aleeka Kay Edwards
(no special effects added)

Pilgrim Postcard

model: the beautiful Alejandra Cerna Rios

photographer: Aleeka Kay Edwards

(no special effects added)

Ensconced in my bed this morning, I watched this Matt Box animation at least ten times. I somewhat resembled a sentient puppet waiting for the stage music to guide me into productivity. I couldn’t stop replaying the video. I lived and died in the same moment…afraid to move onto the next thing. This creation is so calming. 

I bought my first skateboard (I’ve had three sector nine boards in the past six years) when I was 23 and living in Los Angeles. I have an almost tactile memory of the first time I stepped on a board. That feeling of freedom and serenity is almost unmatched. Matt’s video above evokes that happiness and longing. Back to watching… 

Email Matt at matthew-box@live.co.uk if you’d like to collaborate with him :)

The colorful feast in this ring display case, that I recently made for my sister using a discarded box, can put the infelicities of the week in shadow. 

 

This week my love for color themes led me to the work of a very fertile designer named Justina, whose indefatigable blog postings made me smile. Variously a designer, artisan, and stylist, Justina Blakeney is an expert at playing with colors and forms. Your mood vibrates when looking at her creations and concepts, if not overwhelmed with envy for her winning vividness. 

photo of Justina by Kim Grisco

She calls her home a Jungalow and describes it as bringing nature indoors. It’s bohemian and tropical, vintage and cozy. It volcanically highlights creative reuse, bright colors, bold patterns, worldly finds, and plants. 

Each click thru on her blog, gallery, and even the gift wrap ideas using leaves on her flickr account echo her imaginative ascendance. 

View her Jungalow below, starting with the side table she upcycled using fabric and upholstery tacks. Her talent is hard to reduce. 

I love how photographer Shanna Allyn controverts the sexualization of women by transforming ingenues into modern day gargoyles. It would require less than the fingers of two hands to count the number of artists who provide such intelligent visual commentary on women. Her merger of beauty and the beast is stimulating and in the same vein as Jean Michael Basquiat’s Mona Lisa

RoundPegg strengthens companies by optimizing the skills of their employees. It’s the proto-eHarmony for Jobs… finding the most compatible employer and employee to build the best relationship. Swoon. Answers to three assessment tests allow them to profile the values, personality traits, and communication styles of a staff.  The end goal being that every hire fits a company’s culture and team dynamic. RoundPegg boasts improved employee performance and reminds clients that companies with strong, well-aligned cultures are six times more successful than their competitors. 

I mention this as a prologue to the oil paintings above because the painter, Valery Estabrook, is one of the few people I know who shares my same values, personality traits, and communication style. My behavior is definitely improved in thanks to her friendship. This painting is my favorite in her collection. I can’t remember the date of my first menstrual cycle but I distinctly remember my grandmother forcing me to eat an egg. She never revealed the purpose and I was too distracted to ask for an explanation. Valery’s renderings master a cheerful disposition of colors and textures, while effecting comfort and my longing for the unheard words of a matriarch. The broken egg shell represents fragility, rebirth, fertility and other mysterious layered meanings. Any further attempt to comment on her skill would risk revealing myself to be a dilettante when I’m simply just a fan of her work…and of her character. For more of her work visit valeryestabrook.com 

When I revisit old artwork that I’ve created, this is my usual reaction: 

I almost forgot it was Earth Day until my oldest and dearest friend, Suma Narasimharajan, asked me to make her a bracelet to commemorate her upcoming graduation from NYU’s MBA program! I love making unique gifts using the neglected items around my bedroom. My box of beads is a collection from necklaces and bracelets that have broken over the years. Revving up the rage of recycling with vintage beads and beading wire, I’m going to create jewelry for Suma that is as beautiful as she is. 

Danny Seo and Kevin Hertzog are the vanguards of upcycling, the art of making eco-chic items without scary tools or a lot of money. Danny’s book has a lot of great ideas. Having met him and Kevin last year, I am even more of a fan. After I make Suma’s bracelet I plan on making:

1. A tissue box using my discarded cassette tapes:

2. A doormat made of belts that I no longer wear: 

3. A wine-cork bath mat : 

HAPPY EARTH DAY 2012 !!

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