Origami by Nguyễn Hùng Cường
Aganetha Dyck
“The Canadian artist has been working with honeybees to create incredible sculptures and drawings for over 20 years. The resulting pieces are swirling sculptural forms made up of honey comb, flat metal pieces worked over inside the hive, and even paper that bees have trekked across.”
- via inhabitat
“Jacobs’s dioramas provide peeks into a world in which reality is presented in such exquisite detail it begins to look surreal.
The artist draws from art history and garden pest control brochures alike to create miniature 3D works of art, viewed through a circular glass lens. Viewers get the impression that they are looking into another realm, simultaneously natural and constructed, familiar and unknown. In a way, we get a taste for a fish’s life from inside the bowl.”
I want some of these installed all over my apartment please.
The Shining - A Retrospective (2012)
I was going past LA on the way to Joshua Tree and stopped at the LACMA for a minute. It wasn’t until I was leaving that I realized they were having this very promising Stanley Kubrick retrospective, and I didn’t have time to check it out. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that they bring the exhibit to San Francisco (probably wont happen though since the SF MoMa is closing for a couple years soon).
BUT… you can check out some images from it at Minimally Minimal
Chinese Girl, by Vladimir Tretchikoff (1950)
“Monika Pon was only seventeen years old, and living in South Africa, when Tretchikoff painted her portrait. She thought the colour of her skin was a little off.”
Nina Katchadourian - Mended Spiderwebs (1998)
Artist’s statement:
“In the forest and around the house where I was living, I searched for broken spiderwebs which I repaired using red sewing thread. All of the patches were made by inserting segments one at a time directly into the web. I fixed the holes in the web until it was fully repaired, or until it could no longer bear the weight of the thread.
In the process, I often caused further damage when the tweezers got tangled in the web or when my hands brushed up against it by accident.
The morning after the first patch job, I discovered a pile of red threads lying on the ground below the web. At first I assumed the wind had blown them out; on closer inspection it became clear that the spider had repaired the web to perfect condition using its own methods, throwing the threads out in the process.
My repairs were always rejected by the spider and discarded, usually during the course of the night, even in webs which looked abandoned.”
