Wednesday, 24 November 2010
|Breathless 1960 |
A recent University study has concluded that we spend 46.8% of our waking hours daydreaming. Godard's 'Breathless' is the onscreen equivalent to those glorious moments of distraction. Jean Seberg and Jean-Paul Belmondo spend most of the film lazing around in clouds of cigerette smoke and unmade beds, occasionally meandering along noisy French boulevards. The hand-held arriflex camera used to shoot the sequences makes the images seem lilting and hazy, sometimes uncertain but always romantic. She's gorgeous, he thinks he's Humphrey Bogart, they're on the run from the police. It's only in the final sequences that the dreaming comes to an end...and Michel's Parisien life and American girlfriend retreat to the smokey apartment, leaving him to face cruel interrogation alone. Sadly, I don't think I could carry off a pixie crop...even in a daydream, but next time my mind starts to wander I'll definately be trying on a pair of those capri pants.
Have a gander at the US Study into daydreaming here:
Sunday, 21 November 2010
Friday, 5 November 2010
German artist Dirk Stewen caught my eye this week, his work is melancholic but strangely soothing at the same time. His assemblages consist of old photos, grainy photocopies, watercolour and ink...often tied together with strands of thread which flit through the collages.
The young artist says that the range of colour he uses is inspired by the red-light district of Hamburg where he lives and works. But instead of neon lights and seedy decor, his palette is more subdued...as if the image is watered down or fading from sight. His highly visual environment undoubtedly influences his constructions. In the first piece below the combination of angular lines and fluid watercolour shapes hints at the female form being constrained or framed (think windows...) This notion is mirrored in the adjacent image, where a leaf is tied tightly to the leg of a chair. Something natural is attached to a harder, solid entity. Nature is constrained, like a woman peering out from a window, or glass box. The second work also hints at the erotic, with the inky black hat alluding to sexual aggression and fetishism.
|'A thing or two'|
|'Bronx Monkey II'|
Thankfully, Bronx Monkey can't be explained by erotic means, but the grainy photocopy with its spangled threaded edge is tentative, delicate and a little bit kitsch. Stewen compares his work to decorations at a party, 'they look gorgeous at the beginning of the evening, but fade fast'. I think he might be selling himself a little bit short, I can't stop looking.
Friday, 22 October 2010
The session itself was as nostalgic as the decor. Sat on pastel wicker chairs and a comfortable old settee, our host for the evening introduced herself and the shop before launching into the history of chocolate. The chatter that accompanied the evening was informative, interesting and lovingly executed. Kate and Anne seemed dedicated to their enterprise, demonstrated in particular by a recent trip to Grenada where they have forged links with a self-sustaining chocolate factory. Chocolate samples were served in delicate teacups and each was explained with care, we were teased with chilli, strawberry and liquorice flavours and appalled by the Cadbury bars that we previously enjoyed with X-Factor. Saturated by Black Forest Gateau tea, all six of us were converted by the end of the night. A group of rather loud Rotherham ladies seemed equally as transfixed by their evening in the larger room upstairs.
Cocoa Wonderland can be found at:
462 Ecclesall Road
...and I thoroughly recommend it.
Tuesday, 5 October 2010
That’s what the brains at BA thought when they launched their ‘Save the Postcard’ Campaign last week. With the trip advisor statistics in mind they enrolled the help of various artists, designers and, strangely enough, singers to create a collection of postcards that are to be auctioned off in aid of Comic Relief. Reviving a classic and raising some cash for charity, what honourable people BA employees are when they’re not striking.
|Try Again Diane|
Sunday, 26 September 2010
I’m a postgraduate Broadcast Journalism student at the
. I turned down a place at University of Sheffield in favour of a proper degree. Mistake? Maybe. That’s something we’ll never know. However my love of art, literature degree and vast array of thespian friends means that I’m pretty immersed in all things cultural. Culture? In Art School Sheffield? I hear you cry. Why yes, it does exist and it’s not just steel workers after some easy cash either. The purpose of this blog is to review and reveal the exhibitions that grace the walls of the city and any other little arty stories that you might have missed in the National press.