Saturday, June 26, 2010
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Sunday, May 9, 2010
Art Parking
In a rush to "accommodate" the throngs of happy galley goers, Miami Parking Authority is scrambling to waste more of our diminishing tax dollars by replacing perfectly good meters with newer meters... the old ones get transplanted to neighborhoods where previously there were non. It appears that every square inch of public space has been appropriated by the MPA in a scheme to broaden their revenue stream. No matter folks will flock to where ever there is something of interest that does that does not involve going to the mall.
Scharflight Night
When our monster sun sets on the latin manhattan, creatures of the swamp come out for some courting and cavorting among the potpourri crowd of gallery going winers, diners and gentrifyers. We meld in the blue light of the red dot districts.
Lawful Assembly
Like a menstruating metropolis, Art Walk Second Saturdays brings out the blob of believers in what a culture of art appreciation can do for a community.
At the Tit of Creativity
They drink with desire from the well of swollen plenty. There is so much great art on view each month. Where does it come from, where does it go when the shows close only to open next month with new works. Is it more of same? Mostly yah, but art appreciation is a first hand experience, something old may be new to you.
Beat the Boob Tube
Lazy is as lazy does. Why stay home watching the bandit-box or facebooking when you can get out there for some genuine face-time. Tell yourself that next month you're gonna go to art crawl.
Gone Golen
A real crowd-pleaser Harold Golen is the insiders outside art specialist and king of monster Kaiju. consistent great shows are guaranteed.
Get Love Lucky
It's plucky when you get lucky and you win at the game of courtship. a quite moment with that someone soon to be special is a rare thing at artwalk, but love happens.
Oh My Golly Wop
At the intersection of diet blvd and snitzel drive, Pockets Full of Lollypops enjoy the blasting sun at sound check. Who went to Churchills on Sunday for the Ladies Night of Mayhem?
More Couples for Art
Mr. Alvaro and Jen are f*ckin cute, but no this is not rehearsal for a Thai wedding, they are checking out an artist books and other relics currently at swampspace.
Yes there are many gallery hoppers just out for the free beer and cheese and chicks, but there are also many respectable lovers and creators of art that can be counted on to grace the fine art establishments from the hallowed halls of museums to the diminutive galleries that dot the heart of miami's art neighborhoods. But foot traffic is not enough, art establishments need real patrons, people that will put their wallets where their taste for art is.
Mr. and Mrs. Patrons
Love the Miners of miami springs. I always make sure to have plenty of fried chicken and swampy punch on hand for my patrons and stragglers that wander in search of free stuff. Like a master haitian drummer, once sufficiently nourished and lubricated, she began to perform by telling us all her dirty jokes.
Please Sir, Can We Have Some More
Meanwhile up with the ivory towers of DWNTWN where some important announcements are professed. Congrats to the 41 finalists, condolences for the 900 losers of the Knight Arts Challenge 2010.
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Sixo de Mayo
Friday, May 7, 2010
Other Swampy Opening...
City Link has the Murmur on Art Walk for tomorrow night.
Re-viva La Revolusion
Congratulations to the People of California and Mexico on the day after the celebration of their independence from... who was it again?
AztecoMayacun Village
Have a Kahlua or a Virgin Margarita... but don't get too sloppy.
El Borracho
We've had enough SPILLS recently, you will have to clean-up after your own personal mess.
Dia de las Madres 2010
Paintings by Adolfo Sanchez
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ARS RIP
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Swampspace Gallery
presents
presents
ADOLFO RENE SANCHEZ
(1957-1990)
an incomplete archive
In Loving Memory of My Dear Brother Who Died of Aids Twenty Years Ago.
Opens May 8th 6-12pm
NYC circa 1984
Before computers, man-made killer viruses and all the "progress" that has transpired, there were happy days when the biggest worry two young Cuban brothers from Miami had was how to pay the $350. rent on a giant four room apartment in the Upper West Side.
Guess what, we paid the rent by selling art. We lived like princes with dirty faces.
Drawing Comes Easy
What is it that drives people to make art?
If it is Beauty, Humor and Social Relevance then they are on the right track to a thorny fulfillment.
Art is the most powerful force on Earth.
Love Made Him Do It
Painting is probably the most challenging of approaches to artistic expression.
There is nothing more intimidating than a blank canvas staring back at you asking to be transformed for some greater good. To tap ones stream of consciousness is to connect with the power and illusion of the spirit world. Adolfo was driven by the passion of an indescribably hungry spirit he possessed. He nourished it like the champion of creativity the that he was.
W.H.O. Knows.
But something (not) funny happened on the way to the forum and all hell broke loose. Where did the Human Immunodeficiency Virus come from? Where did it go? How many more will die from Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome?
The World Health Organization may have some answers but who cares.
Self Portrait 1984
Most people live a long incidental life. They seldom take chances. Few will challenge the ancient rituals of creative experssion. They will not go there for their minds fear the awakening of the self to a state of being. Our minds want to be in charge of our every waking moment so that we focus on the past and the future. But it is the being that most honestly understands and reflects what life is about, it's about the Now.
In other words, Less Thinking More Feeling.
This is what Adolfo was about.
Inscription For A Gravestone
I am not dead, I have only become inhuman:
That is to say,
Undressed myself of laughable prides and infirmities,
But not as a man
Undresses to creep into bed, but like an athlete
Stripping for the race.
The delicate ravel of nerves that made me a measurer
Of certain fictions
Called good and evil; that made me contract with pain
And expand with pleasure;
Fussily adjusted like a little electroscope:
That's gone, it is true;
(I never miss it; if the universe does,
How easily replaced!)
But all the rest is heightened, widened, set free.
I admired the beauty
While I was human, now I am part of the beauty.
I wander in the air,
Being mostly gas and water, and flow in the ocean;
Touch you and Asia
At the same moment; have a hand in the sunrises
And the glow of this grass.
I left the light precipitate of ashes to earth
For a love-token.
Robinson Jeffers
I am not dead, I have only become inhuman:
That is to say,
Undressed myself of laughable prides and infirmities,
But not as a man
Undresses to creep into bed, but like an athlete
Stripping for the race.
The delicate ravel of nerves that made me a measurer
Of certain fictions
Called good and evil; that made me contract with pain
And expand with pleasure;
Fussily adjusted like a little electroscope:
That's gone, it is true;
(I never miss it; if the universe does,
How easily replaced!)
But all the rest is heightened, widened, set free.
I admired the beauty
While I was human, now I am part of the beauty.
I wander in the air,
Being mostly gas and water, and flow in the ocean;
Touch you and Asia
At the same moment; have a hand in the sunrises
And the glow of this grass.
I left the light precipitate of ashes to earth
For a love-token.
Robinson Jeffers
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Samanthrax Gozlan
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
S W A M P S P A C E G A L L E R Y
is pleased to announce
MILK, HONEY, (whatever) and MONEY
by Samanthrax Gozlan
April 10th * 6-11 pm
Second Saturday Art Walk Design District
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What the Anthroposophy?
“The basis of artistic creation is not what is, but what might be; not the real, but the possible. Artists create according to the same principles as nature, but they apply them to individual entities, while nature, to use a Goethean expression, thinks nothing of individual things. She is always building and destroying, because she wants to achieve perfection, not in the individual thing, but in the whole.” Rudolf Steiner
is pleased to announce
MILK, HONEY, (whatever) and MONEY
by Samanthrax Gozlan
April 10th * 6-11 pm
Second Saturday Art Walk Design District
unsubscribe here
What the Anthroposophy?
“The basis of artistic creation is not what is, but what might be; not the real, but the possible. Artists create according to the same principles as nature, but they apply them to individual entities, while nature, to use a Goethean expression, thinks nothing of individual things. She is always building and destroying, because she wants to achieve perfection, not in the individual thing, but in the whole.” Rudolf Steiner
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Wannman & Latimer
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Swampspace Gallery
is pleased to present the first show of 2010
Something Near, Somewhere Far
by
Azura WĂĄnnman and Walter Latimer
is pleased to present the first show of 2010
Something Near, Somewhere Far
by
Azura WĂĄnnman and Walter Latimer
Opening Reception Saturday January 16, 2010 6-11pm
Cool Nights at Miami Design District Hot Spots.
Also same night openings at Locust Projects, Spinnelo Gallery, Dimensions Variable, Bass-Fisher International, and more.
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basel bonanza closing
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Movies about the art world are almost always really boring. It was not easy to make a film about an artist like Jean Michele Basquait, but Julian Schnabel did a very nice job. It is near impossible to paint an accurate picture of all that transpires in Miami during Art Basel Week but some one ought to chronicle what might be called the Ultimate Artzyfest.
Ask anyone, art should be left to the professionals. Swiss cheese may be full of holes but there are no people more skilled at nurturing a growing world of art makers and appreciators than the Basel organizers. It takes a willingness... and wads of cheese.
Art Miami Fair display was several notches above your average arts & crafts street fairs. The dirt on canvas Basquit portrait was one of many varied works that compelled a respectable crowd to see more. And more there was all over town from north beach to downtown and moral gables.
There are basically three kinds of works, The Good, The Very Good and The Drop Dead Great Stuff. Many clever works using optical illusions were show stopping clever. This tunnel was no more flat than the swamp is, but it's schtick has staying power.
Back at the Big Show, unsuspecting firstimers are always taken aback when turning a corner and are suddenly face to face with these gems of illusionary quirk. I want one.
Over at Scope Art Fair this unfortunate chap is either someones grandpa, a collector, or a piece of art. You pick.
The artist eyeballed, contemplates a shiny thing.
There may be an army of these flamboyant characters of just two, cause they seem to be everywhere at once. No they are not the reincarnation of the Scull Sisters, but definitely channeling the same great creative spirit.
Pixie with pigeon feet at the Big Show. Very cute bronze not to be taken lightly.
Over at the Art Asia, there were some fascinating works from our brethren from the far east, non more potent a symbol than this field of red from where the sun rises in the west.
Collectors who sunk a big chunk on Chinese art are still holding, waiting for foreign markets to wake up again.
Back at the Big Show for a second look-see, First Lady Michele Obama was spotted offering her blessings and assurance of plenty of parking to all Americans and Europeans travelers alike.
Up the beach to the Grolsch fueled NADA fair at the fountainbluish Deuville Hotel, local art community icons, Scott Murrey and Grela of Wet Heat Film Projects mingled nicely with other cutting edge gallerists from around the world here to offer their treasures to throngs of art lovers.
This painting at Scope is powerful in that it portrays the current condition in the art markets...
that being one of vaporized superheros where only the power-suits remain as a reminder to the viewer that even the invincible can be deflated by the almighty frivolity of the art world.
This clever piece at NADA speaks for itself. Love that.
You're gonna need gallons of Tang to get you through all the hoohaa of Art Week.
Giant Kenny Scharf canvas at The Big Show.
Perfectly Swampy photo collage at Art Miami. I want it.
Expanded PolystYrene was widely seen in use by a myriad of artist, including this elegant french gallery at Art Miami. I did not invent styrofoam but have been using it long enough to earn the title Prince of American Marble.
This rag-tag clan of artzy types had a great booth at Scope, I think they were living there for the week.
Street Art is everywhere and thanks to Tony Goldman and Jeffery Deitch much of the urban masterpieces on his Wynwood properties will not be subject to the county's insidious Sign Ordinance bushit. Graffiti is here to stay and not a century too soon. This is the new face of miami.
The City and Beaches really need to clean up their act. Traffic congestion due to the relentless road work was a cluster-flub of civic embarrassment and waisted time for many visitors on VIP schedules.
This install in Wynwood is so Miami it is swampy good.
Back in the old country they are still showing us how it's done.
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