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The black and white film depicted a figure biking into the ocean. The posting claimed that the film was found in Ader's locker at UC Irvine after his disappearance at sea in 1975, and that the film was assumed unusable because it abruptly runs out just as the figure enters the water. Responding to a complaint by a thirdparty, Youtube deleted the posted video, saying that "this material is infringing." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The best part is that the video was presumably pulled because Horvitz's post claimed association with (and therefore the blessings of) Patrick Painter Gallery, which represents Ader's estate.  A bold inclusion that supported the film's claims of authenticity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.davidhorvitz.com/index4.html"&gt;Horvitz's&lt;/a&gt; 5+ second film is a grainy, cutting-room-floor  clip of a lanky figure on a bicycle pedaling into the surf, instantly succumbing to the difficulty of aqua-dynamics.  It's long enough to see that the effort is futile, but short enough to leave the viewer wanting to see how far he gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_M_6cyRvMC8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_M_6cyRvMC8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video's text:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A newly rediscovered film by artist, Bas Jan Ader. This was found at UC Irvine where he was teaching. It is believed this work was disregarded by the artist because the film runs out just as he enters the ocean. A new official limited edition of this piece will be available soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the very question &lt;span&gt;of 'authenticity' is a huge facet of Ader's work - i.e. authenticity of visual signifiers (emotion) -   in this case, questions are raised about all the posthumous editioning of work previously unreleased.  Most of Patrick Painter's &lt;a href="http://editions.patrickpainter.com/artists/Ader_BasJan/index.html"&gt;BJA offerings&lt;/a&gt; carry the suspicious '/' - like, "EDITION OF 3 (1973&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;2005)".  It's kind of a shame, the posthumously-editioned works seem to echo BJA's contemporaries' work - neons or repetitive-action films (Naumann and McCarthy) - and really just seem like filler next to his seminal film works and installations that are so seductive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say that like they're not still awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Cannon &lt;a href="http://www.2ndcannons.com/gallery_Frameset.html"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; - Thanks Bert!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591509574299860833-1044144230247823164?l=bffsf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The candid thrift store shots are lit suspiciously well and the store buildings particularly remind me of my own hometown.  They're not overly political, some are even sort of sweet.  Thrift store portraits are really great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/SjsqGUZKDQI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ndegPw2uDEc/s1600-h/ulrich_copia_07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/SjsqGUZKDQI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ndegPw2uDEc/s320/ulrich_copia_07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348915270474403074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/SjsyeQIS1YI/AAAAAAAAALY/WxnjAyCP_80/s1600-h/ulrich_Man-Records.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/SjsyeQIS1YI/AAAAAAAAALY/WxnjAyCP_80/s320/ulrich_Man-Records.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348924477739816322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He says:  &lt;blockquote&gt;Through large scale photographs taken within both        the big-box retail stores, and the thrift shops that house our recycled        goods, &lt;i&gt;Copia&lt;/i&gt; explores not only the everyday activities of shopping,        but the economic, cultural, social, and political implications of commercialism        and the roles we play in self-destruction, over consumption, and as targets        of marketing and advertising. By scrutinizing these rituals and their environments,        I hope that viewers will evaluate the increasing complexities of the modern        world and their role within it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/SjsqGCTx8XI/AAAAAAAAAKw/yX0P_8wdcxY/s1600-h/ulrich_copia_14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/SjsqGCTx8XI/AAAAAAAAAKw/yX0P_8wdcxY/s320/ulrich_copia_14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348915265620013426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/SjsqGlFtqwI/AAAAAAAAALA/lGeMnQBT1hg/s1600-h/ulrich_copia_16.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591509574299860833-1730495920572395203?l=bffsf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Mostly, she asks what happens when ‘beautiful’ objects are destroyed by forces of nature that those very objects represent and/or exalt.  Her works bulge with the irony of their supposed destruction: a painting about the infinite meditative sublime seems to have been through a great flood itself.  But it's different than, say slashing the Mona Lisa, maybe because these things are distinctly 'American' or that I saw them as a kid at antique shops - they're a different kind of precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/Sg3KATb9eEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/axEcIn4SZ0I/s1600-h/hegarty4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/Sg3KATb9eEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/axEcIn4SZ0I/s400/hegarty4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336143240070264898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Renovation&lt;/i&gt; (2002) paper, cardboard, paste, paint, 8' x 14' x 14'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Or maybe it's about entropy, and shelf lives of ideals. It's all well and good to revere the natural world until you're attacked by a swarm of beavers.  See more &lt;a href="http://ctrlgallery.com/cms/artists/valerie-hegarty/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.guildgreyshkul.com/artist.php?id=116"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/Sg3KAubNpQI/AAAAAAAAAJw/TrZFqtHemP4/s1600-h/hegarty3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/Sg3KAubNpQI/AAAAAAAAAJw/TrZFqtHemP4/s400/hegarty3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336143247314887938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591509574299860833-1215027749299443293?l=bffsf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The actions are ridiculous and a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unlady&lt;/span&gt;-like.  There is an element of danger, but the kind that adolescents get in to - like if an eight-year-old did these things and hurt themselves, the parent would ask, 'did you really think this through??'.  But Gilmore's actions are thought through, and that preposterous-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt; is exactly what makes them great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/SgsgwvtDLBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/JlDiQiWK4OY/s1600-h/KGcake+walk,+2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/SgsgwvtDLBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/JlDiQiWK4OY/s400/KGcake+walk,+2005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335394205361712146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In “Blood From a Stone” Kate Gilmore, dressed like a suburban housewife in a cardigan and knee-length skirt, lifts 10 one-foot cubes of solid plaster one by one onto shoulder-high shelves. The blocks weigh 75 pounds apiece, and as Ms. Gilmore manages to heave each into place, wet paint on the shelf splatters and drips down the wall.&lt;br /&gt;The videos make us question our capacity to watch them happen, I was uncomfortable during it and wanted to somehow help her out - she seems to be struggling.  Then I wonder if that's chauvinistic or not?  Any-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;, they're definitely worth a &lt;a href="http://www.kategilmore.com/index.html"&gt;look&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/Sgsie90tQuI/AAAAAAAAAJY/CF5uCJIXauE/s1600-h/01mirror_600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/Sgsie90tQuI/AAAAAAAAAJY/CF5uCJIXauE/s400/01mirror_600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335396098937537250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591509574299860833-4681025129088643633?l=bffsf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The Ukrainian-born artist uses grand gestures towards unglamorous subjects or contexts that are largely overlooked.  In a way, Bozhkov tries to rectify some failures by immersing himself in them at their sources.  Cantata for Twelve Choirs and Several Salamanders (2006), features documentation of a session with local choral ensembles at Barton Springs in Austin, Texas singing "Wade in the Water" – a particular song from the genre of African-American spiritual hymns.  The performance was centered on an endangered species of water salamander unique to the springs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/SgkOec0zUAI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/IyJ6HdTnCF8/s1600-h/bozhkov-Darth-Vader_low.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 353px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/SgkOec0zUAI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/IyJ6HdTnCF8/s400/bozhkov-Darth-Vader_low.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334811149893586946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Bozhkov’s work shows a sort of dedication, taking an impractical approach to an inane goal.  He sometimes tends to incorporate a benevolent, communal approach, in other cases, he takes on failure directly, attempting to rectify or subvert human shortcomings by commemoration.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Darth Vader Tries to Clean the Black Sea with a Brita Filter&lt;/span&gt; (2000) is maybe the easiest to illustrate a sort of 'habitation' of failure, depicting the Star Wars villain pouring purified water into a plastic jug.  Not only is the task impossible, but also the situation itself is ridiculous.  At the very least, the Sith Lord is entirely overdressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/SgkPjtQn6yI/AAAAAAAAAIo/6Nqg_65Scmg/s1600-h/bozhkov_choirs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/SgkPjtQn6yI/AAAAAAAAAIo/6Nqg_65Scmg/s400/bozhkov_choirs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334812339716221730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591509574299860833-9222941414041760006?l=bffsf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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He describes, in really humorous prose, his childhood during the Cuban Missile Crisis and the end of the Cold War as one of constant fear of apocalypse and regular tests and drills in case the big one came. He and his brothers realized that in the event of nuclear winter, the little animals he saw in Saskatchewan would never be as prepared as the Burns’ were. This inspired a series of experiments and fittings for groundhogs, chipmunks or whatever he could safely trap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The collection consists of tiny gas masks, work gloves, life vests and hard hats; a one-quarter scale set up of the provisions one receives as a guest at the American prison at Guantanamo Bay, Cuba; and another with an assortment of prosthetic animal parts, mainly eyes and dentures. The last, Burns’ told me, helps in readjusting traumatized animals back into their social structures, because of the important role of physical attraction in mating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/SgRwHLuYEMI/AAAAAAAAAHw/29QuS4Nhkik/s1600-h/billburns_sgsalogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/SgRwHLuYEMI/AAAAAAAAAHw/29QuS4Nhkik/s400/billburns_sgsalogo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333511127422210242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The start-up company itself is documented through a display of letters and notes, often on SGSA’s letterhead, to heads of state requesting their support in a project to save small animals from the trials of urban dwelling by outfitting them with tiny reflective vests, hard hats, leather gloves or whatever their respective situations call for.&lt;br /&gt;Here is his &lt;a href="http://www.safetygearforsmallanimals.com/SGSA.html"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; and his show at &lt;a href="http://www.ica.org.uk/Bill%20Burns:%2008000FAUNA0FLORA+15792.twl"&gt;ICA&lt;/a&gt; in London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/SgRxUUZYZNI/AAAAAAAAAH4/PIC5x2HV43g/s1600-h/bill-burns1_popup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/SgRxUUZYZNI/AAAAAAAAAH4/PIC5x2HV43g/s400/bill-burns1_popup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333512452599997650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.safetygearforsmallanimals.com/SGSA.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591509574299860833-3974894701180777542?l=bffsf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The original Korean film, directed by Park Chan Wook is a vicious story of vengeance and determination.  Like the rest of his ‘Vengeance Trilogy’ [Sympathy for Mr. Vengeance (2002), Oldboy (2003) and Lady Vengeance (2005)], it epitomizes a great deal of what this blog is trying to tease out - pathos, vulnerability, perserverance, etc.  And this is the BEST fight scene ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6l6fCZfBWpY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6l6fCZfBWpY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meet the central character, Oh Dae-su, as a drunken and disorderly man in a police station waiting area for someone to pick him up and take him home to his family.  He is not an extraordinary man, and except for a drunkard’s charm, largely uninteresting.  But, for seemingly no reason, he is abducted and imprisoned by unknown captors for fifteen years.  At the end of his captivity, he is released to begin the journey of finding his captor.  The story now is one of revenge and we follow Dae-su and Mi-do – a sympathetic sushi chef with whom he falls in love - on a trail of clues to a final climax when the hero learns of his oppressor and the reason for his imprisonment- no spoilers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/SgMgxN4roEI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ZYamdebM1VQ/s1600-h/oldboy-header.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/SgMgxN4roEI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ZYamdebM1VQ/s400/oldboy-header.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333142413649879106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, a new version is going ahead by &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://chud.com/articles/content_images/5/oldboymanga.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.chud.com/articles/articles/17126/1/HERE039S-HOW-SMITH-amp-SPIELBERG-JUSTIFY-SOFTENING-OLDBOY/Page1.html&amp;amp;usg=__RL6O2Du3moeHeKGfBlSqRpEFcow=&amp;amp;h=566&amp;amp;w=400&amp;amp;sz=33&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=6&amp;amp;sig2=4ZhQIg0kBfA35lQSJwAiHQ&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=C3qUAf-B6F6JpM:&amp;amp;tbnh=134&amp;amp;tbnw=95&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Doldboy%2Bwook%26hl%3Den%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26sa%3DN%26um%3D1&amp;amp;ei=tBwDSqmSIpewtAOhzb2CAg"&gt;Steven Spielberg&lt;/a&gt; that adapts the story from the original manga comic, not the Wook film.  That may be the big failure part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;'American &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.filmschoolrejects.com/news/exclusive-will-smith-talks-oldboy.php"&gt;Old Boy&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;won't be offending anybody and will instead be a pretty standard noir/revenge story where Will Smith has to track down the guys who done him wrong, and we never have to worry that he's going to do something really terrible like ____ his ________ or ___ ___ his own ______. America, you're safe.' - Chud.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fill in the blanks after you see it...  ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591509574299860833-5895377782308638002?l=bffsf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It has always struck me as amazing in its specificity and seems so distant now.  Most notably, it was used in Ania Loomba's book, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;" href="http://books.google.com/books?id=odj07EwUA-0C&amp;amp;printsec=frontcover&amp;amp;dq=ania+loomba&amp;amp;ei=Yt0BSsepE4uSkASoh7SiCA#PPA100,M1"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Colonialism/Postcolonialism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;From Loomba:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ideologies of racial difference were intensified by their incorporation into the discourse of science, whibh intensified the supposed connection between the biological features of each group and its psychological and social attributes.  By 1758, (Homo sapiens) had been further bifurcated in John Burke's The Wild Man's Pedigree into the following:&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Courier;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;A. Wild Man. Four footed, mute hairy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;B. American. Copper coloured, choleric erect. Hair black, straight, thick; nostrils wide; face harsh; beard scanty; obstinate, content, free. Paints himself with fine red lines. Regulated by customs.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. European. Fair, sanguine, brawny; hair yellow, brown, flowing; eyes blue; gentle, acute, inventive. Covered with close vestments. Governed by laws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;D. Asiatic. Sooty, melancholy, rigid. Hair black; eyes dark; severe, haughty, covetous. Covered with loose garments. Governed by opinions.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E. African. black, phlegmatic, relaxed. Hair black, frizzled; skin silky; note flat, lips tumid; crafty, indolent, negligent. Annoints himself with grease. Governed by caprice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/SgHiM0NeFDI/AAAAAAAAAHA/-HSQCZ-o0k0/s1600-h/24-wild_man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/SgHiM0NeFDI/AAAAAAAAAHA/-HSQCZ-o0k0/s400/24-wild_man.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332792143584826418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591509574299860833-8943014753652688365?l=bffsf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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They examine the role of the artist-hero with simple but repetitive works that culminate in modest or impermanent objects, or only in documentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/SgC0qiM2DqI/AAAAAAAAAGw/KC4GDQmBVCY/s1600-h/fishing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 108px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/SgC0qiM2DqI/AAAAAAAAAGw/KC4GDQmBVCY/s400/fishing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332460601634852514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Bare Necessities&lt;/span&gt;, Antti lived in the forest for four days without food, clothes or water and documented his experience.   The venture is reminiscent of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Walden&lt;/span&gt;, which ended abruptly as Thoreau found that the reality of a minimal life in the woods did not completely agree with his idealistic expectations.  In Laitinen’s work, though, the ideals of going ‘back to nature’ are childish, but not naïve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/SgC0qbsipdI/AAAAAAAAAGo/oPLGAOSbhOU/s1600-h/Antti+Laitinen_+island+stills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/SgC0qbsipdI/AAAAAAAAAGo/oPLGAOSbhOU/s400/Antti+Laitinen_+island+stills.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332460599888750034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the video component to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's My Island&lt;/span&gt;, the artist is knocked about by waves as he drags and places the sandbags in a pile to form a personal patch of land in the sea.  The task, reminiscent of Sisyphus’ punishment, is monumental and oppressive, but Laitinen excruciatingly  hauls some two hundred bags into the water to form the mound by his own volition to make his own ‘land’.  With the use of a wooden plank, presumably, the bags could be floated and levered into place much easier.  It's a Buster Keaton-like slapstick to the tune of a none-too-subtle commentary on nationality and citizenship.  Here is his &lt;a href="http://www.anttilaitinen.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://nettiehorn.com/01Antti_Laitinen.htm"&gt;Nettie Horn&lt;/a&gt; gallery's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591509574299860833-4454091326320350214?l=bffsf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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His paintings first struck me as simple and delicate and sometimes really funny despite their, 'we're gonna die&lt;br /&gt;anyway' mood.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Bad Year for People &lt;/span&gt;and his last exhibition, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Burth of a Nayshun&lt;/span&gt; create an entire vocabulary of the apathetic and the failed within contemporary reality. In his paintings, failure is wallowed in, and used as an equalizer from which no one is free.   The failures within daily existence are commonplace, unimpressive and unavoidable.  He's also published a really great graphic novel called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Neverlutionary&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/Sf282t9afVI/AAAAAAAAAGY/NnLaYRiAqt4/s1600-h/sd_03.1_heroesa_2008_rokeby_low_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/Sf282t9afVI/AAAAAAAAAGY/NnLaYRiAqt4/s400/sd_03.1_heroesa_2008_rokeby_low_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331625182112677202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heroes and Villains of Future Generic Socialist Republic: Local Branch, 4 - &lt;/span&gt;2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;The world Dargan depicts is filtered through a lens of disappointment, its defeat has been painstakingly stitched into it. This is a land fractured by the sneering contempt of the pub cynic, the mournful ruminations of the old soldier and the more than my jobsworth attitude of the bloke at work. The psychology of disillusionment forms a complex circuitry throughout Dargan’s oeuvre; the idea of being resigned to a life half lived and the striving to achieve a ‘dream’ that leads only to boredom, becomes a recurring motif. But this work does not represent a retreat from political engagement, more it is a subjective mapping, an attempt to seek out a new space. Dargan assumes the role of working class intellectual plundering the history books in the municipal library, nostalgia in his hands becomes a weapon of revenge. These paintings are pathological, angry, and resentful. Yes we want something else the forlorn subjects seem to be saying, but where lies the alternative?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taken from text by artist and writer Laura Oldfield Ford.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591509574299860833-4442199662825844830?l=bffsf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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But, as the film is based around Bishop Berkeley's principle 'esse est percipi' (to be is to be perceived), Keaton's very existence conspires against his efforts. Get the whole thing &lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/details/busterkeatonfilm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/SftHiO5DpTI/AAAAAAAAAGA/0_uewyG5ayg/s1600-h/film2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/SftHiO5DpTI/AAAAAAAAAGA/0_uewyG5ayg/s400/film2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330933237361648946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Samuel Beckett’s only venture into the medium of cinema, Film was written in 1963 and filmed in New York in the summer of 1964, directed by Alan Schneider and featuring Buster Keaton. For the shooting Mr. Beckett made his only trip to America. The film, which has no dialogue, takes its basis Berkeley’s theory Esse est percepti, that is “to be is to be perceived”: even after all outside perception -- be it animal, human or divine -- has been suppressed, self perception remains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" src="http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.commercial-3.0.5.swf" w3c="true" flashvars="config={&amp;quot;key&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;#$b6eb72a0f2f1e29f3d4&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;playlist&amp;quot;:[{&amp;quot;url&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;http://www.archive.org/download/busterkeatonfilm/format=Thumbnail?.jpg&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;autoPlay&amp;quot;:true,&amp;quot;scaling&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;fit&amp;quot;},{&amp;quot;url&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;http://www.archive.org/download/busterkeatonfilm/BK.Film.Samuel.Beckett.silent.1965.17min_512kb.mp4&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;autoPlay&amp;quot;:false,&amp;quot;accelerated&amp;quot;:true,&amp;quot;scaling&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;fit&amp;quot;}],&amp;quot;clip&amp;quot;:{&amp;quot;autoPlay&amp;quot;:false,&amp;quot;accelerated&amp;quot;:true,&amp;quot;scaling&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;fit&amp;quot;},&amp;quot;canvas&amp;quot;:{&amp;quot;backgroundColor&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0x000000&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;backgroundGradient&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;none&amp;quot;},&amp;quot;plugins&amp;quot;:{&amp;quot;audio&amp;quot;:{&amp;quot;url&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;http://www.archive.org/flow/flowplayer.audio-3.0.3-dev.swf&amp;quot;},&amp;quot;controls&amp;quot;:{&amp;quot;playlist&amp;quot;:false,&amp;quot;fullscreen&amp;quot;:true,&amp;quot;gloss&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;high&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;backgroundColor&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0x000000&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;backgroundGradient&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sliderColor&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0x777777&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;progressColor&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0x777777&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;timeColor&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0xeeeeee&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;durationColor&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0x01DAFF&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;buttonColor&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0x333333&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;buttonOverColor&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;0x505050&amp;quot;}},&amp;quot;contextMenu&amp;quot;:[{&amp;quot;Item busterkeatonfilm at archive.org&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;function()&amp;quot;},&amp;quot;-&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;Flowplayer 3.0.5&amp;quot;]}" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591509574299860833-3890357387816746850?l=bffsf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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His work is largely overlooked, even still today.  Here is an excerpt from a piece I wrote last year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;The trouble with being a martyr, in the classical sense, other than dying, is that one’s life is so closely associated with one’s death. Before Sebastian was pierced with innumerable arrows or Joan perished in a pyre, the narratives of their lives are filled with divine communication and lucid movements toward their own demise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;So the ‘chosen’ ones can't really be separated from their suffering - it irrevocably constitutes their mythic persona in a historical context.  If the term ‘martyr’ is not too specific and over-aggrandizing, you could also talk of certain artists whose untimely deaths play heavily into the posthumous readings of their works.  Like Eva Hesse and Blinky Palermo - or more recently, &lt;a href="http://damienfree.fr.free.fr/punch_drunk_love_photos_blake_art_gallery1.htm"&gt;Jeremy Blake&lt;/a&gt; - some have been spoken of in terms of their prolific and prodigal youth, but in a bigger way, what they could have done if they had not prematurely perished; what they might have become.  As a qualifier, they seem to have been taken down by the very attributes that set them apart. The James Deans (Jane Dean?) of Modernism - is that silly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ader’s biography figures into much of contemporary interpretations of his work.  No event more so than his death in 1975.  In July he set out to cross the Atlantic in a twelve-and-a-half foot sailboat called The Ocean Wave in 67 days – a record for such a small vessel.  The feat was to be the second part of a triptych titled &lt;a href="http://mitpress.mit.edu/catalog/item/default.asp?ttype=2&amp;amp;tid=10792"&gt;In Search of the Miraculous&lt;/a&gt;.   Three weeks into the voyage, radio contact was lost and the boat wouldn’t be found for another year, drifting off the coast of Ireland.  Official reports of the craft’s retrieval estimate that the boat had been capsized for around six months.   His body was never found, and initially his closest friends believed that Bas Jan had planned the whole thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/Sfmz3m0XTdI/AAAAAAAAADw/6q2eyibwItE/s1600-h/baader09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3bx8jQYquQI/Sfmz3m0XTdI/AAAAAAAAADw/6q2eyibwItE/s320/baader09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330489401864048082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;This final work would remain unfinished and is now considered his tragic ‘opus’, ironically ending a career that explored the same notions of falling, failing and disappearing.  It is no wonder that his death at sea has engendered such difficulty to separate the man from the work.  In many ways, the reading (or misreading) of Ader has informed the practice of artists in the last decade and the contemporary dialogue around sincerity and a return to a humanist sentiment in art.  His oeuvre and biography make it so easy to discuss him in sentimental terms of sadness in the face of the sublime.  While sentiment and the sublime are rampant in his work, they are elements Ader consciously and consistently used to call into question kitsch, sincerity and the very role of the artist himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NRHba4IAdsI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NRHba4IAdsI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6591509574299860833-6511016213441565605?l=bffsf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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