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Wednesday, December 5, 2018

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aerial forms


Wednesday, December 5, 2018

I firstly liked this book because of its simplicity
I was mostly attracted by the cover, a roll hanging on by a thread attached to a thin layer slightly curved. It could have been a jewel or an installation, all I could see was the beauty of the gesture.
It took me some time to find a book, I was going through the library and the bookshelves but I think I already saw this book once or twice, I was still, unable to see it.
I was despite me, looking for something specific, Something more colorful, more filled Something that could strike me instantly. I was really frustrated, I decided to leave the library and come again the next day when eventually I could be more open minded, then I found it.
The book in its shape and its composition gets me back to the finesse of the glass and its conception. Composition of thin intersected lines initiating a meditative relationship,
The grain of the image becomes part of the aerial forms.
The space remains, allow the eyes to contemplate the shapes.
The blank spaces on the pages exist as much, to me than those structures; that’s one of the main things that I like about this piece, including a space through the page.
It brings me back to the work of the Japanese architect Junya Ishigami and the plans he realized for Church of the valley, through his drawing you can find similar ideas;
Inscription in the landscape
Inclusion of the earth
Dialogue with nature
There is also something happening in terms of managing the materials between
Raw material, minimalism and delicacy of the glass
I see the transformation through the pages,
The light is perceptible,
The shapes merges together,
Intermingle,
To create architectural shapes
Superposition of thin layers on off white paper

 

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All events are even.


Tuesday, December 4, 2018

For my third book search I was trying to focus on the keyword ‘minimal’. I went to the art bookshelf and totally forgot about my word. I was so much enjoying all the different books from all these different artists. I just wanted to pick one which had nothing to do with any of my keywords. But then the teacher came and saw me struggling with making a choice. He kindly reminded me of my keywords so that made it much more easy for me to make up my mind. I only had to look for the most minimalistic book I could find. 

‘ALL EVENTS ARE EVEN’ from MARK BORTHWICK – PURPLE BOOKS is the name of the book. Which was another reason for me to choose this book because of my second word ‘Network’. 

The book is so minimalistic as a white A5 paper with only a few black letters on it. While looking at the inside of the book, I only saw black and white pictures of people dressing up and posing for the camera, smiling. I thought the book was very boring. I never would have even come across this book if it wasn’t for this assignment. But because it was fitting so well with my keywords and also becáuse I would never have taken it, it was perfect. 

Writing about a book that you don’t know or don’t need to know is difficult. But searching for a book in an art library that you never would have seen is super interesting. From now on I will only let my subjective opinion choose a book. Not only the content matters. But also the design. 

 

Bort 1

NEW BOOK NEW ME


Monday, December 3, 2018

Is incomprehensiveness  my biggest criteria when I chose a book? I tend to always go for the books with a cover that leaves you clueless. I guess that summarizes what I find interesting in life ( especially art) very well.  Preferably a title you cannot really read. The last book I chose had a title which you after a while could read; “BART VAN DER LECK”. The typo of the title kind of reminded me of braille, which was something I liked about the other book I chose last time. The idea of incorporating braille as a typo for those who can see really intrigued me eastaticly, and I guess that affected me when I chose this book.

 

Compared to the previous books I have chosen, this one actually has a few geometric figures of colors on its cover (wow?). I am currently in a state of mind when I question the aesthetics I usually opt for, which affects my choice of clothes, music and in this case books. The book is still very simple and black and white, but the few colors makes it stand out a bit to the other books I have chosen so far. I guess I am taking small steps at the time in order to explore the new me. To be continued…The small geometric shapes reminds me of playful blocks, which gives a naive, yet sophisticated and graphic impression. I feel delighted when I look at the cover, but not too delighted. A perfect in the middle for someone like me.

Anonymity was extra present in the cover of this book. It didn’t really say so much about the man Bart Van Der Leck. Usually I think that anonymity and mysteriousity can tell me more about something than when you make a clear statement, but this time the anonymity just made me feel blank. I’m not really sure why since the book look very much alike my previous choices. Maybe my current confusing state of mind just feel tired of all this mysteriousity I have surrounded myself with.

Leck 5

 

More fear and loathing in the library


Monday, December 3, 2018

An overwhelming neutrality swept over me as I entered the Library that dry early winter afternoon.
My brow, void of perspiration and still furrowed from the hours of tedious busy-work that preceded my breaching the  threshold of the Athenaeum.
I looked around at the people sitting and noticed that most of them were not reading, but rather working on their computers. One girl was reading but I knew that she went to a different school, so I will relieve her of any narrative relevancy. Having been given the task of retrieving a book related to the subjects of historical or contemporary typography, I searched through the many rows of graphic design and typographical content; stopping only to dispose of excess mucous secretion that had been accumulating in my upper respiratory tract.
My digits were cold, having remained nearly motionless during the previous class but were slowly regaining their warmth and supple qualities.
My eye caught a black book, titled in small, unassuming characters: Typography : Quand Qui Comment / Typography : When Who How / Typography : Wann Wer Wie.
Upon further inspection, I noticed that the cover was in fact dark blue, which stood in contrast to the playful colors used as backdrops for the letters of the word TYPO. A cathartic feeling was induced by the inherent beauty of the cover alone and I was excited to see its content.
A wide array of depictions of book designs and graphic posters presented themselves upon my opening the cover. Some dated back to ancient times, while some represented the collected works of contemporary designers. I closed the book after inspecting it for about five minutes and walked to the checkout desk to acquire permission of appropriation from the librarian.

* Book no. 757.3-fri-1

Tribal Writing


Sunday, December 2, 2018

It’s funny how quickly people can learn something. Maybe learning isn’t the correctly chosen word in this case, perhaps it should be adjusting, or ‘changing’ or maybe even unlearning.

I say this because i noticed how the third time in the library my way of searching a new book in the way that is expected of us, was easier then the times before. Of course the day, the other influences in life itself has a big influence on the way you search and look for a book in an objective way, but it did feel like the new ‘insight’ was there a bit.

I noticed it by the feeling I had. Being sure of my choice, during the whole process. Walking in to the library, taking my time to stroll along the books, not being impatient or unsure about the choice I will make.

Looking at the backsizes of the books instead of the cover. The two previous books I had were both a bit odd in terms of size. The first one was longer then a4, but thinner, the second book was longer then a4 if you had it in a landscape position. So I decided that for the third book I wanted an ‘off’ size as well. This made is efficiently easier. With a filter I walked around, feeling like I had a direction I knew I had to follow. Starting in the lower part of the library, flipping through some books, not finding the right one, then, after quite a while I decided to walk up the stairs. Starting in the corner where I had found my first book, about textiles, I spelt made my way to the right, and saw a yellow cover. I had touched this book before. I had seen it, flipped through it already, I realised as I was holding the square book with a yellow coloured cover I didn’t like. But even though i enjoyed the book. The simplistic tattoo designs fitted well together with the square simplistic pages. I didn’t read the small sentences that were written down. Although I didn’t read it, I did notice how contradictory the font fitted with the designs. Simply by the round lettertype and the sharp drawings.

What links this third search to the others (especially the first book) is the instinctive search and the listening to what felt right. Besides this, the contradictory of the outside and the inside of the book was very present, just like the other books I had chosen.

908.9-din-1

Black.


Saturday, December 1, 2018

Part 3

The book I chose this time is fairly different from the last two.

I think the reason why is because I added the tag : “Oma” which gave it a different spin.

Pink wasn’t relevant anymore and now I was looking for something more “serieus “ ( in my eyes ).

Something that would interest my grandma ; culture, black , photography ; in particular portraits.

It was hard since we could not choose from the design section this time and my grandma owns a few Asian artworks that are considered design; things such as old Asian jewellery.

The way I had searched for a book was by looking for books with the colour pink but now pink wasn’t anything near my grandma.

So the next step was to find something that had to do with photography ; but the books were not placed on subject but on name and god o god o god I had no clue.

Since my gran loves the colour black; clothing, furniture , nail polish, makeup etc, I started looking at books with a black cover.

Then I found the right book, it was not at all something I could find in my grandma’s house but still something that reminded me of my gran.

Black, cultured, portraits and photographs.

But most important, it interested me a lot.

Now I’ve borrowed this book from the library and read it from the beginning until the end and from the end until the beginning I can conclude that I’m a little conflicted whether this book connects to the others at all.

I’ll take it step by step.

  1. Fashionable: Yes, I think it’s fashionable since the people and the way they dress inspires me a lot and in a way they are fashionable, so I do believe this is the case.
  2. Difference: No, at first I thought ok this is different; it shows the differences between the people who are portraited in the book. But when I was done “reading” it I found out that they have more in common than they have in difference. I had this feeling of solidarity when I was done. So I think I’ll change that tag to solidarity instead of difference.
  3. Oma: Yes this book reminds me very much of my grandma, I already explained why so there’s no need to repeat myself.

But the thing is that I find it more emotionally loaded than fashionable. So I’ll change that too.

I think I’ve might done everything too much in a hurry.

Or I just connect books way to easily to some other things.

Might just be that.

 

Anyways.

Hereby: in common, emotionally loaded and oma.

 

Dionysus in the contemporary dance


Saturday, December 1, 2018

These violent delights have violent ends

And in their triumph die, like fire and powder,

Which as they kiss consume.

-William Shakespeare,Romeo and Juliet

 

   Dionysus was never out of our flesh and bones, even under the brightest sun shine, this irresistible longing for self-destructive euphoria.The establishment of self-identity always comes with the feeling of isolation, when I know I am myself, then I will know, the rest of the world is the other, or it is the other way around, we can say it is exactly by kicking out the part we think is not “me”, by defining the other, we started to build out this boundary of self identity.

  How do we solve this?

  By destroying “ourselves”, in the act and scene which can make you forget who you are, we unite with the whole world, with other people again.Forget who I am, forget how is beneficial for “me”.

  That’s how these pictures of dance attracted me, I saw those indistinct shapes that my eyes can not find one spot to focus, then the line between reality and delusion started becoming blurred. I looked at these pictures in right in front of me, but strangely enough, I can only see the images once appeared in my dreams. A tide of emotion rose and clouded my rational judgment, I’d rather give up analyzing the process of my captivation and enrapturement for this moment of pure extasy.

  What can we really capture by photography? All the story happening in the moment, the mixed fluid emotions, can we really pass these to the viewer of our book? How much can we really even understand ourselves, and then not losing in the process of passing? I think this book is giving me the answer for these questions in a metaphoric way. 

Book info? Pina Bausch  791.4


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