The potential of the everydayness of life.
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ivan the dissident
This art blog is about the symbolic quest to find a context for the artists quest-ions. It is an active exploration and documentation of the Grace applied in practical ways to the artistic journey. It is also about making a house not made of hands. Enjoy!
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Find me at Flickr.
Contact me at:
galleryhouses (at) yahoo (dot) com
Find me at Flickr.
May 30
May 28
Phone fun, playing with textures…
May 23
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An approaching mood…(I made the music for this one, playing off the theme/feeling of “all along the watchtower”—but with an image of soldier in studio)
May 21
Looking at the history of how Jeremiah, the Jewish prophet, was portrayed in art, made me want to read his whole collection of writings, and make a visual response to its content. Doing a series of these Jeremiah’s—often called the weeping prophet, but also strangely lots of hope between the lines. Hard to portray it’s raw energy, but I like the dialogue with the ancient texts—looking at the Hebrew and Greek versions. One verse in the entire book is in Aramaic as well. Cool study.
May 12
What I always bring with me, regardless of the times: toy piano, miniature disco ball, at least two retro cameras and a red yo-yo. Sometimes hard to pack, and often it looks a bit suspicious; but there are some things like water one should not go without for long. These are mine.
May 08
For my grandmother and wicker baskets
(When I was a kid I’d go with my grandmother to the laundry mat to watch and wash clothes. She carried a whicker basket to carry the clothes and bring them back home. On the way, we would pass the cemetery where my grandfather was buried).
In honor of the whicker baskets in waiting at every laundry mat in the world:
In the laundry mat, the waiting whicker baskets are the hidden rhythm receivers.
Their old silence transmits and suspends each clashing washing machine cycle
in a terse metaphor of holding, remembering, carrying, recycling. They are the grandmothers here;
the last to bow; simply waiting, for the turning to end, and to carry
the whole refreshed wardrobe, past the cemetery, and back home again.
May 07
And, as each image has its own message-this one says to me—“and what is truly left?-go there!”
I enjoy dialoguing with an image until i know what it is trying to teach me. As James Brown said, “The Spirit wants to teach you what God is speakin’ through the song every time you perform it.” In short, God wants to tabernacle with you through and “in” the art! There is a specific texture of exchange there. The more I make art, the more I know what type of conversation is happening….art, in the words of Martin Buber, the great Jewish mystic, and teacher, is an “I-Thou” dialogue.
Sorry, had to separate this one and let it say—-whistle while you work!
My outlaw look.
May 04
My cool wife getting ready for a photo shoot. She makes her own dresses and does her own shoots—not bad.
