tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62008391124816850602024-02-19T08:06:24.910-08:00InterventionUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger32125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200839112481685060.post-7643857274244653172010-04-21T13:22:00.000-07:002010-04-21T13:36:36.425-07:00Return to the White Cube<div><span style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">re:View</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> closed this past Saturday, and on Monday de-installation began.</span></span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Myself and the other four students joined the preparators and curator of the museum and helped to take it all down.</span></span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Jayme took down her wall text, making sure to save the photos of “Tom,” Raylene was busy putting many many paintings back into real storage, David hoarded all of his wall quotes, wall text, and labels, Lauren ejected her DVD…Actually, Lauren did a lot more than that, and was pretty fierce when it came to wielding a drill; she helped to removed the mountings that </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">the Jinks Room</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> murals had been attached to.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUfml0I5qnDoDoZQAwnjyDKqeMpemvfMZCy3oSYCJ_gC98AT5yh1AYohJHgp0zUq8uF8sweleer_UtJhfV9G1x_zeoqVlmkA3unmPp3LKyBf0yWdwBn1d3IWk6RSMyEISTokxZ3nGhOa8/s1600/IMG_3105.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUfml0I5qnDoDoZQAwnjyDKqeMpemvfMZCy3oSYCJ_gC98AT5yh1AYohJHgp0zUq8uF8sweleer_UtJhfV9G1x_zeoqVlmkA3unmPp3LKyBf0yWdwBn1d3IWk6RSMyEISTokxZ3nGhOa8/s400/IMG_3105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462690675929247186" /></a> <!--StartFragment--><span style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">I was charged with the task of removing my “blueprint” from the Center Gallery’s floor.</span></span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">What had taken two semesters to research, develop and execute, was removed and gone within five minutes.</span></span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">The painted plastic sheets were ripped off the floor and were crumpled into a big heap.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-1DJDMOSHVXkEWIOLNlkMz4Cf30BxwYcJDIh88bRZ9ommTG-3CwHK0nh1DL6WhL59ESRqc0R69k2GuK2UQqc5hwhwE92-4h4nEHeE85B2aILurleQHWB5IZBWq2ErU9TfezUjOLORXpM/s1600/IMG_3083.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-1DJDMOSHVXkEWIOLNlkMz4Cf30BxwYcJDIh88bRZ9ommTG-3CwHK0nh1DL6WhL59ESRqc0R69k2GuK2UQqc5hwhwE92-4h4nEHeE85B2aILurleQHWB5IZBWq2ErU9TfezUjOLORXpM/s400/IMG_3083.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462690552668752754" /></a> <!--StartFragment--><span style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Taking down our individual projects wasn’t the only thing that needed to be done; we also took down all of the wall text from <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">re:View</span> and from <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Four Rooms and a View</span>, and also took down our big blue title.</span></span></span><!--EndFragment--></div><div> </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC5iWoLiEYRyqsluYoL-iAN2_0nzwA_M5TUAxa908PCgIzfsp7S__L2ty9tdefhcTgN5UOJTTeGeUcKK2NTu4nmLtP1KuLEaVRWSZZrCJBxkUGLyEcP7m9MnQx9RtbD6iN43SHKwyc8Bc/s1600/IMG_3099.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC5iWoLiEYRyqsluYoL-iAN2_0nzwA_M5TUAxa908PCgIzfsp7S__L2ty9tdefhcTgN5UOJTTeGeUcKK2NTu4nmLtP1KuLEaVRWSZZrCJBxkUGLyEcP7m9MnQx9RtbD6iN43SHKwyc8Bc/s400/IMG_3099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462690392500019586" /></a> <!--StartFragment--><span style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">What did we do with all of this trash?</span></span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Jayme turned it into a Lady-Gaga-inspired outfit, that she plans on wearing out this weekend in Hollywood.—Just kidding.</span></span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">After prancing around with all the discarded plastic Jayme tossed it.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1DMyr0kuQntbjtCzIe_eTh_VBq6USYPp0-hEf7eb1dbeHorf6iYVXm7pt_FVXPbDlHzTbWTaGn0JJiI8xHrk3nNGlX_7JuyDlakDfgB4aiBPyKOtBdLtDSMH1N1hQSVD1XLuniKWHyu4/s1600/IMG_3121.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1DMyr0kuQntbjtCzIe_eTh_VBq6USYPp0-hEf7eb1dbeHorf6iYVXm7pt_FVXPbDlHzTbWTaGn0JJiI8xHrk3nNGlX_7JuyDlakDfgB4aiBPyKOtBdLtDSMH1N1hQSVD1XLuniKWHyu4/s400/IMG_3121.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462690271485133042" /></a> <!--StartFragment--><span style="font-size: 12pt; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Some people asked me if I was going to try and save any of the silhouettes, m response was that my project was really about expanding the known knowledge about the murals.</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">All of the expanded research will be added to the museums file, and will be preserved there.</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">So saving the plastic sheets wasn’t really a priority of the project for me, so much as a creative way to display my research.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkGUh7lVDUivM8SDD35ZaxeRnI-jJLee9t74wZeSL0GL3jo4JGA90j-LHSVf51cHCxFyglhWIDPH7atXmle3Yb0y_FWJrZbT-Uc4un-oJK6VTpGod6FQfTDiIm6vL3E6PQ4ZN-tcUjeLk/s1600/IMG_3124.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkGUh7lVDUivM8SDD35ZaxeRnI-jJLee9t74wZeSL0GL3jo4JGA90j-LHSVf51cHCxFyglhWIDPH7atXmle3Yb0y_FWJrZbT-Uc4un-oJK6VTpGod6FQfTDiIm6vL3E6PQ4ZN-tcUjeLk/s400/IMG_3124.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462690049165447922" /></a> <!--StartFragment--><span style="font-size: 12pt; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">The museum galleries have once again been returned to the white boxes.</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">The next thing to go on display in the Fisher is the SOFA show, which will showcase works from students in the Roski School of Fine Art.</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">However one things remains from </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">re:View</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">, and will stay on view until fall.</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Susan Silton’s work, which was commissioned for re:View still adorns the facade of the Fisher.</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">It reminds us, the student-curators of our project, and welcomes visitors into the museum, and asks them to question what they are seeing.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg57SYcUahQyCvIa4zPKrO7LFV73kbkSBq9Vi6EONbPZKimq1kuLHZshy42h5YzQ14icRchInfF9n0qVPA0FBSX1LUjnZJLk6hspzVSnk7RF-vg9ycz0XC2p_euXQa56vU-xen2lCqW61g/s1600/IMG_2552.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg57SYcUahQyCvIa4zPKrO7LFV73kbkSBq9Vi6EONbPZKimq1kuLHZshy42h5YzQ14icRchInfF9n0qVPA0FBSX1LUjnZJLk6hspzVSnk7RF-vg9ycz0XC2p_euXQa56vU-xen2lCqW61g/s400/IMG_2552.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462689499608503090" /></a><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">- Francisco Rosas</span></div></div>Frankie Rosashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14249843980780172758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200839112481685060.post-24082666000870649362010-04-15T18:45:00.000-07:002010-04-15T19:08:42.048-07:00Reconsider: On my reading list<div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;">Over the past week I have been reading Patti Smith’s recently published memoir <i>Just Kids</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> about her relationship with photographer Robert Mapplethorpe and her life in New York during the late 60s through the 1970s. Smith’s account of Mapplethorpe and their simultaneous pursuits in art, poetry and rock ’n’ roll is incredibly charming. I’m enthralled with everything she has to say—I love Patti. But aside from my personal infatuation, throughout the book Smith discusses the state of photography in the 1970s, recounted Mapplethorpe’s own movement toward the medium, deeply indebted to his relationship with curator and collector Sam Wagstaff, his patron and lover. Here Smith recanting her trips with Wagstaff and Mapplethorpe to purchase photographs, and how Wagstaff and Mapplethorpe’s personal interests in photography informed each other’s pursuits: <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: inherit;"><i>The three of us would scour Book Row, the dusty secondhand bookstores that once lined Fourth Avenue. Robert would go through boxes of old postcards, stereo cards, and tintypes carefully to find a gem. Sam, impatient, and not impeded by cost, would simply buy the whole box. I would stand aside listening to them argue. It sounded very familiar. <o:p></o:p></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: inherit;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: inherit;"><i>Scouting bookstores was one of my specialties. In rare instances, I would root out a desirable Victorian cabinet card, or an important portfolio of turn-of-the-century cathedrals, and on one lucky excursion, an overlooked Cameron. It was on the cusp of collecting photography, the last period where one could find a bargain. It was till possible to come upon gravure prints of large-format field photographs by Edward Curtis. Sam was taken with the beauty and the historical value of these photographs of the North American Indian, and acquired several volumes. Later, as we sat on the floor looking at them, in his large empty apartment flooded with natural light, we were impressed not only by the images but by the process. Sam would feel the edge of the photograph between his thumb and forefingers. “There’s something about the paper,” he would say.</i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: inherit;"><i></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: inherit;"><i></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: inherit;"><i></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: inherit;"><i><o:p></o:p></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: inherit;"><br />
<a name='more'></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: inherit;"><i></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: inherit;"><i><o:p></o:p></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"><i><span style="color: #0b5394;">Consumed by his new passion, Sam haunted auction houses, often traveling across the sea to acquire a specific photograph. Robert accompanied him on these expeditions, and was sometimes able to influence Sam’s choice of images. In this way, Robert could personally examine the photographs of artists he admired, from Nadar to Irving Penn. </span><o:p></o:p></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"><i style="color: #0b5394;">Robert urged Sam just as he had John McKendry </i><span style="color: #0b5394; font-style: normal;">[then curator of photography at the Metropolitan] </span><i><span style="color: #0b5394;">to use his position to elevate photography’s place in the art world. In turn, both men encouraged Robert to commit to photography as his primary form of expression. Sam, at first curious, if not skeptical, had now fully embraced the concept and was spending a small fortune building what would become one of the most important photography collections in America. </span><o:p></o:p></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;">And the Getty would purchases Wagstaff’s collection in 1984, the first major acquisition of photography by the institution, solidifying their committing to collecting the medium as well as securing photography as an artistic pursuit. Mapplethorpe’s own practice as a photographer would similarly solidity the medium as a museum worthy enterprise, even as it would also become a lightening rod of the 80’s “culture wars” (see Douglas Crimp’s “Appropriating Appropriation” in <i>On the Museum’s Ruins</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> and Richard Meyer’s </span><i>Outlaw Representation</i><span style="font-style: normal;">). What I was most interested in by posting this section of Smith’s memoir is the personal recollection of collecting photographs—that they were “found” in used bookstores, sandwiched between the dusty pages of forgotten volumes of photographic land surveys, anthropological studies, and tourist guides. It is pertinent to consider that collections of photography were not amassed over a long period of time, like museums acquire the bulk of their objects, but instead many of the important photo collections of the 20<sup>th</sup> century were assembled relatively quickly in bulk, peaking in the 1970s. Museum exhibitions of photography do not signal the prior life of images Smith recalls. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;">Similarly, <i>Reconsider</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> also popped up in another reading this week. Over the past year I have also been working on an undergraduate thesis about Allen Ruppersberg’s </span><i>23 </i><span style="font-style: normal;">and </span><i>24 Pieces</i><span style="font-style: normal;">, two artist books Ruppersberg completed in 1969 and 71, specifically considering them in relation to Ruppersberg’s interest in Los Angeles in the late 60s/early 70s. Reyner Banham </span><i>Los Angeles: The Architecture of Four Ecologies</i><span style="font-style: normal;">, published in 1971, is an important text I am discussing in relation to Ruppersberg work, as it was at the time one of the most engaged accounts of post-war L.A., discussing the city a particular urban environment with is own positive attributes. Banham’s L.A. is not incomprehensible sprawl or the dystopic future of America, as most urbanists discussed the city throughout the 60s.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;">It is fascinating to me that Banham continually looks to visual artists throughout his account of L.A.: David Hockney’s <i>A Big Splash</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> (1968) appears on the cover and Ed Ruscha’s </span><i>Hollywood</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> (1968) is similarly printed in the book’s conclusion. Also, Banham interviewed Ruscha in a 1973 made-for-TV documentary, </span><i>Reyner Banham Love’s Los Angeles</i><span style="font-style: normal;">, in which he also visiting the studio of a Venice artist making “finish-fetish” “L.A. Cool” plastic sculptures. For Banham, the cool, easy-going, Pop sensibly of artists such as Ruscha and Hockney is indicative of the city itself. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;">I recently noticed that, in addition to reprinting Ruscha’s <i>Hollywood</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> painting, Banham also reprints Ruscha’s images from </span><i>Thirty-four Parking Lots in Los Angeles</i><span style="font-style: normal;">, published the same year as Banham’s book, as examples of synonymous L.A. spaces, and does not treat them as “art” images. Ruscha is only attributed as the photographer in the image credits, where his painting is presented as a work of art. Thus, Ruscha’s parking lot pictures are utilized as informative images about L.A., not even “quasi-art photography.” That Ruscha’s parking lot photographs moved so freely between art and information demonstrates the fluidity photography enjoyed at this moment. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
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Consider also that simultaneously, photography’s proto-history was being assembled—salvaged from used bookstores by Sam, Robert, Patti and others. While Smith identifies the last moments before thorough institutionalization of photography, past and present, Ruscha’s pictures still relished in an interchangeable statue. While the acute formalism of Mapplethorpe’s work actively aspired the status of high-art, Ruscha’s deskilled photography would not escape the institution; these books are commonly displayed in art exhibitions today. Yet, these diverge history of the medium overlap, and explain the current position of photograph in museums and the wider cultural sphere. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: inherit;"><i>-David Evans Frantz</i></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200839112481685060.post-30760906811392443032010-04-06T17:44:00.000-07:002010-04-07T13:19:20.897-07:00Reconsider: Three for a dollar<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj45UeDjaDQg-vOmBjqE-O05B-n7cg8BQhbusceeQDWEO63DcItdYQ5FXzjzOZTZpyohz0Z-944oX57FfG-lnzNL8J74sSMaqrx3ykHCZWQDbhRPGMmRJsDfuKcK9-AtkkaNSOUpQKmljk/s1600/Depression.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj45UeDjaDQg-vOmBjqE-O05B-n7cg8BQhbusceeQDWEO63DcItdYQ5FXzjzOZTZpyohz0Z-944oX57FfG-lnzNL8J74sSMaqrx3ykHCZWQDbhRPGMmRJsDfuKcK9-AtkkaNSOUpQKmljk/s320/Depression.jpg" /></a></div><div style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: inherit;">The last <i>Reconsider</i> <a href="http://uscintervention.blogspot.com/2010/03/reconsider-photographs-in-and-out-of.html">post</a> discussed the unease with which the intervention displays non-art photography within a museum space given the medium’s historically problematic reception within art institutions. It did not however discuss photography in a broad sense, as a popular medium that has structured our understanding of history, others and ourselves, or photography as a ritualized mode of understanding in modern society. This is after all a vital facet of the intervention: that depicting the American landscape was radically altered through the photographic image—that the ability to capture, reproduce or purchase an image with considerable ease initiated a new understanding of the land in American society, one alternate to but equally embedded within the visual language of an early moment, being painting. In considering the scope of the “image-world” photography produced (here specifically related to the American landscape and the West), the twenty-one images displayed in Reconsider are not significant in themselves, through there are certainly captivating photographs. What I am interested in is the picture as examples of the vast amount of photographic images produced of the West at the turn of the century, many of which are now lost. These twenty-one images, produced for commercial, tourist or sentimental reasons, were saved and are the fragments of cultural production that have survived.<br />
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<div style="font-family: inherit;">Still, little is known of each image specifically: other than what is scribbled on the back, and a general history of the collection in which the photographs were amassed, there is little “knowledge” related to these images, unlike the knowledge that is built up around art objects. We can “read” the information within the image, however that only goes so far. Thus, at least for me, there is an aura of mystery around these photographs—always something within that is perplexing, wondrous, unattainable, yet still close—which is certainly related to my own projection onto the past. Susan Sontag wrote in On Photography (1973): “It is a nostalgic time right now, and photographs actively promote nostalgia.” Nostalgia in the widest sense: as something pervasive within cultural consciousness—a general fascination with the past and its loss.<br />
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</div><div style="font-family: inherit;">Here are seven pictures. They are not shown in the intervention. I purchased the images from a vendor at a flea market held in the parking lot of Fairfax High School who has amassed many boxes of unsorted photographs and sells them image by image, three for a dollar. The pictures are the left-overs of photography democratized (thank you Kodak!), images that once had personal significance but have lost their worldly connections. It is safe to assume these images once had sentimental meaning, but their possessor lost or gave up the memory, or at least its object. I have “saved” them, at least for a while.<br />
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</div><div style="font-family: inherit;">I’m not entirely sure what it means to possess sentimental images that you hold no sentiment to. It’s almost perverse: to be enamored with objects you know were endowed with meaning yet you cannot assess it. Thus, it is with both a peculiar fascination and unease that I make these images public. They were (are?) after all personal objects. It’s a bizarre act of exhibitionism to show them—to make them public—yet this is what the intervention does in a way. These pictures simply didn’t end up an archive. I’m not certain how I would/will feel if/when my own personal photographs are dumped at a flea market and purchased one-by-one by strangers. Of course this assumes I print out my pictures, which most people don’t anymore. And how would I feel about having my image exhibited as an anonymous object? <a href="http://digitallibrary.usc.edu/search/controller/view/chs-m14917.html?x=1270600230222">Miss Loomis</a>, seen standing on Glacier Point, was someone after all. And so is/was Kelly, shown here on Halloween in 1975.<br />
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</div><div style="font-family: inherit;"><i>-David Evans Frantz</i></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200839112481685060.post-56323607167002056082010-04-05T10:21:00.000-07:002010-04-05T10:36:06.151-07:00"The Jinks Room, Remembered" Now Playing @ Fisher!The final cut of the Jinks room documentary written by myself and directed by Grace Talice Lee is now on display at the Fisher Museum. The film entitled "The Jinks Room, Remembered" features six alumni of the Anoakia School (the original location of the murals). The project investigates memory and film documentation as a contemporary means of writing art history, and sheds light on the significant relationship between work and viewer, which is an important tool in gaining greater understanding of a work of art. Please come visit our show, running until the 17th of April.<div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Lauren Maldonadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06666704417892838102noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200839112481685060.post-39683625914307144112010-04-05T10:15:00.000-07:002010-04-05T10:15:44.833-07:00Chronicle of Higher Education<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://chronicle.com/img/chronicle_logo.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="44" src="http://chronicle.com/img/chronicle_logo.gif" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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The <a href="http://chronicle.com/article/Sorry-Museum-This-Is-for/64955/"><i>Chronicle of Higher Education</i></a> ran a piece today about <b><i>re:View</i></b>: "Sorry, Museum: This Is For Your Own Good." Francisco, Jayme and Richard were quoted:<br />
<blockquote>"In this case, the class really has become the exhibition. There's a certain kind of authority that you give up to the students. I love that, and it's also strange." - Richard Meyer</blockquote>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200839112481685060.post-48924750982086683482010-04-05T00:55:00.001-07:002010-04-05T01:19:08.710-07:00Band Branding<o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="PlaceType"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="PlaceName"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"></o:smarttagtype><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:donotshowrevisions/> <w:donotprintrevisions/> <w:donotshowmarkup/> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:applybreakingrules/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if !mso]><object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"></object> <style> st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } </style> <![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";} </style> <![endif]--><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >In addition to being an Art History major, I am a Public Relations major at the </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><st1:place style="font-family: arial;" face="arial"><st1:placename>USC</st1:placename> <st1:placename>Annenberg</st1:placename> <st1:placetype>School</st1:placetype></st1:place></span><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >. When this class began, we were told that we, the student-curators, would be overseeing all aspects of this intervention project; this included publications and public relations. (Below: Exhibition Brochure with, and without the "bellyband.")</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIQzx98fSB0RIZ1t8xX_cwndhxvJiDPAxpUy6STS6SHBUgP9ZNlPVRkfP7EZ0gciftnqwBJ8QRhlBprh8DkK-ID4Auc7nIbQWvpB4ylcL6F4y80KNiepIaSyiMTyi7BHfbUXziRk_e_gU/s1600/Brochure+cover.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIQzx98fSB0RIZ1t8xX_cwndhxvJiDPAxpUy6STS6SHBUgP9ZNlPVRkfP7EZ0gciftnqwBJ8QRhlBprh8DkK-ID4Auc7nIbQWvpB4ylcL6F4y80KNiepIaSyiMTyi7BHfbUXziRk_e_gU/s400/Brochure+cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456560405133682386" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdSpo9pFeNlHem98zwHErOhSYlW7WJHL7UHCR2g96F225AbSxZREWudmSrOo3p_kJH5ot186pwVkPi-S7GD9IAHaYY3N4oXEM8z76qm7lr0x1pdKBeesVZoG2d5H4r8SZT0PEjGwP9rXI/s1600/Wall+text+example.jpg"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:donotshowrevisions/> <w:donotprintrevisions/> <w:donotshowmarkup/> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:applybreakingrules/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";} </style> <![endif]--></a><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >The publication that we created for <span style="font-weight: bold;">re:<span style="font-style: italic;">View</span></span> is an exhibition brochure, one that is exactly the same size as the existing brochure for <span style="font-style: italic;">Four Rooms and a View</span>. We bound the two exhibition brochures together using a strip of paper called a "belly band."</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >On the front of the belly band is Susan Silton's work that was commissioned specifically for <span style="font-weight: bold;">re:<span style="font-style: italic;">View</span></span>, and that now hangs on the Exposition-side of the Fisher Museum. Once this band is removed the two brochures come apart and the title for <span style="font-weight: bold;">re:<span style="font-style: italic;">View</span></span> is revealed. (Below: the exterior and interior of the belly band.)</span><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqPjVqKFfUB4QQuEET4NI3St_5bJmK9aFFRyan5TXUR5YdEXm-nNVrJp7Xo9tav9y7Qk7RKofNRzn056vuevULYU4FXR7e7h8WbcW5qTW13croS-L0zjsq4V88jfDGmdKY4uw5jl79fbA/s1600/Belly+Band.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 154px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqPjVqKFfUB4QQuEET4NI3St_5bJmK9aFFRyan5TXUR5YdEXm-nNVrJp7Xo9tav9y7Qk7RKofNRzn056vuevULYU4FXR7e7h8WbcW5qTW13croS-L0zjsq4V88jfDGmdKY4uw5jl79fbA/s400/Belly+Band.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456559755505913874" border="0" /></a><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:donotshowrevisions/> <w:donotprintrevisions/> <w:donotshowmarkup/> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:applybreakingrules/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";} </style> <![endif]--><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><br />On the exterior of the belly band are the titles of the five projects that were developed for <span style="font-weight: bold;">re:<span style="font-style: italic;">View</span></span>: Reconstruct, Remember, Reconsider, Reproduce and Retrieve. The title are in white text on a blue background. This color of blue, and the idea of the band became elements of the branding for the intervention. (Below: a walltext designed for <span style="font-weight: bold;">re:<span style="font-style: italic;">View</span></span>.</span><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >)</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdSpo9pFeNlHem98zwHErOhSYlW7WJHL7UHCR2g96F225AbSxZREWudmSrOo3p_kJH5ot186pwVkPi-S7GD9IAHaYY3N4oXEM8z76qm7lr0x1pdKBeesVZoG2d5H4r8SZT0PEjGwP9rXI/s1600/Wall+text+example.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdSpo9pFeNlHem98zwHErOhSYlW7WJHL7UHCR2g96F225AbSxZREWudmSrOo3p_kJH5ot186pwVkPi-S7GD9IAHaYY3N4oXEM8z76qm7lr0x1pdKBeesVZoG2d5H4r8SZT0PEjGwP9rXI/s400/Wall+text+example.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456560238352444482" border="0" /></a><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:donotshowrevisions/> <w:donotprintrevisions/> <w:donotshowmarkup/> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:applybreakingrules/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";} </style> <![endif]--><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >The wall panels that were added to the museum for the intervention are distinguishable from those that remain from <span style="font-style: italic;">Four Rooms and a View</span> because of their distinctive blue bands across the top of each panel. We also decided to intervene with the main title of the permanent collection exhibition; we designed a custom vinyl title for <span style="font-weight: bold;">re:<span style="font-style: italic;">View</span></span> that covers (but not completely) the title from <span style="font-style: italic;">Four Rooms and a View</span>, and again uses the idea of the band.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQjrGE0lfM8ts9Mi0s86Jg4aRc3KXIwLvn4EUupMmONG9ISm1a_RTVIzzlLFmJtqTlA27S5MItszC7bOqpfLjxJruPgcjgEWh185r3DKVM1ifcuKOSA8feC8Smc8_b8Dd2vMA0AneKc_s/s1600/IMG_2818.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQjrGE0lfM8ts9Mi0s86Jg4aRc3KXIwLvn4EUupMmONG9ISm1a_RTVIzzlLFmJtqTlA27S5MItszC7bOqpfLjxJruPgcjgEWh185r3DKVM1ifcuKOSA8feC8Smc8_b8Dd2vMA0AneKc_s/s400/IMG_2818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456559504364646482" border="0" /></a><o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="PlaceType"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="PlaceName"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"></o:smarttagtype><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:donotshowrevisions/> <w:donotprintrevisions/> <w:donotshowmarkup/> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:applybreakingrules/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if !mso]><object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"></object> <style> st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } </style> <![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";} </style> <![endif]--><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >Finally we extended this idea of band-branding outside the museum on posters in several locations. The concept was to create a subtle and savvy method to distinguish our student-curated intervention from the permanent collection show. (Below: posters outside the </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><st1:place style="font-family: arial;" face="arial"><st1:placename>Fisher</st1:placename> <st1:placetype>Museum</st1:placetype></st1:place></span><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >.)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJPF8DNlMgfAflq_pQu5gxD2Gvaq5CuhqGOK2FMiXKZmvJB9LQgz4eKZLVgMZbdkY1TJBfPiafL2pX2aZMnIPJd0QloF2pb0pr67BZkNxvZRvDtTIBWzGyDItKsdQh7anvAjSNdmz_6vI/s1600/IMG_2820.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJPF8DNlMgfAflq_pQu5gxD2Gvaq5CuhqGOK2FMiXKZmvJB9LQgz4eKZLVgMZbdkY1TJBfPiafL2pX2aZMnIPJd0QloF2pb0pr67BZkNxvZRvDtTIBWzGyDItKsdQh7anvAjSNdmz_6vI/s400/IMG_2820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456559219444826082" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;">- Francisco Rosas</span>Frankie Rosashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14249843980780172758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200839112481685060.post-23256510637771391802010-04-05T00:40:00.000-07:002010-04-05T01:09:18.541-07:00Retrieve: The Resulting DisplayThe transformation of the Quinn Wing is now complete, and will be on view through April 17. The once-virtually empty space now holds 35 landscapes in a storage-like display; the works include drawings, paintings and prints spanning from the 17th-21st centuries, some in greater condition than others, and many by relatively unknown (or even just unknown) artists. Here's just a glimpse of how things have changed:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiARugU0OSGTwavBphGa1amvUAOeN0Rv6pnKzc8HabGg0r0MD369LVwqqeTB3OZKT594ANUZcr0MykIT6f7YN_qIUrZZHl21E5BXRhVAjiQFR42RViXgBClIbLwXrJi5uYbulj1Qf00SDo/s1600/USCFisherStorage+021.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456556879690584146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiARugU0OSGTwavBphGa1amvUAOeN0Rv6pnKzc8HabGg0r0MD369LVwqqeTB3OZKT594ANUZcr0MykIT6f7YN_qIUrZZHl21E5BXRhVAjiQFR42RViXgBClIbLwXrJi5uYbulj1Qf00SDo/s320/USCFisherStorage+021.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:0;"><br /></span><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhADri54XuUQwrtp5STlL7KP2NL6tE5zlKVutT4nTxhu_SGA1pngRLAkRSJpJR_X2k52JMHG-ZgS5W7IB74yXTTkKv5SlOJf1FWx3dxCmoTY31hhxXUO80D2tRF4EfAVkWmFFX2fGYZL9U/s1600/display10.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456561712003649282" style="WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhADri54XuUQwrtp5STlL7KP2NL6tE5zlKVutT4nTxhu_SGA1pngRLAkRSJpJR_X2k52JMHG-ZgS5W7IB74yXTTkKv5SlOJf1FWx3dxCmoTY31hhxXUO80D2tRF4EfAVkWmFFX2fGYZL9U/s320/display10.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />--<em>Raylene Galarze</em><br /><div><div> </div></div>Raylenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07042436289529775681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200839112481685060.post-46880082698877063682010-03-31T13:35:00.000-07:002010-03-31T13:42:42.853-07:00Shots from the Opening Reception<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">Some pictures of the student-curators with their projects at the opening reception for <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">re:<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">View</span></span>, which happened this past Saturday. The intervention will be up until April 17; admission is FREE.</span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvOrnsyO3QVn4vpwAcUJSbcexT8vvmzJd8msN0bDri1g52HCj3KHuFhybAHgp9h1JHi1H-V4IwJ0cRg2Td9yX1pLVcMO94-k_93nKCzrCxN-POtojwwA-nnmXvhpb7KWco78PrpcRGtFs/s1600/photo-3.jpg"><br /><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvOrnsyO3QVn4vpwAcUJSbcexT8vvmzJd8msN0bDri1g52HCj3KHuFhybAHgp9h1JHi1H-V4IwJ0cRg2Td9yX1pLVcMO94-k_93nKCzrCxN-POtojwwA-nnmXvhpb7KWco78PrpcRGtFs/s320/photo-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454900690546486178" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXW0oIaohpGogZXyFqAKfPtGsJ1wuk01SCALshEvqArbvteUSnQlkPDfa87FNawzQLdxpiMlRjS9KFm9hgvsdV61gfhou89c9utP5pMT0maAFdXoQ79ZtvV5dy_z9F7patABWma7r3fwU/s1600/photo-2.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXW0oIaohpGogZXyFqAKfPtGsJ1wuk01SCALshEvqArbvteUSnQlkPDfa87FNawzQLdxpiMlRjS9KFm9hgvsdV61gfhou89c9utP5pMT0maAFdXoQ79ZtvV5dy_z9F7patABWma7r3fwU/s320/photo-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454900594882182034" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ1RJsF3pWsJvHrnzYLeRd0GT-nMNLAiPRrm7vTteq_PKVM3lNka1jf3KxOxhGFXbofWFwRHmOPXz9uEJmF7rv-C8vqecZUSSl4ZPntcYjQ_WSKd2GnlI3-0KGCP9b1Wd-2KNpd7EiGrA/s1600/photo-1.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ1RJsF3pWsJvHrnzYLeRd0GT-nMNLAiPRrm7vTteq_PKVM3lNka1jf3KxOxhGFXbofWFwRHmOPXz9uEJmF7rv-C8vqecZUSSl4ZPntcYjQ_WSKd2GnlI3-0KGCP9b1Wd-2KNpd7EiGrA/s320/photo-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454900498338468258" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrkLajXGSYSbDRx1NPsV2_-kz0PfR4G-V-8Cq4t2CFWRKAR0YONLdhH3AmYNONFDJRJHLUotWVQ_64b7BJhY18y9bu-_axccUnET0a190ida6gQ7vXQISm5bJQBBfF7bzD2TRhRrkmzxU/s1600/photo.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrkLajXGSYSbDRx1NPsV2_-kz0PfR4G-V-8Cq4t2CFWRKAR0YONLdhH3AmYNONFDJRJHLUotWVQ_64b7BJhY18y9bu-_axccUnET0a190ida6gQ7vXQISm5bJQBBfF7bzD2TRhRrkmzxU/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454900290058697874" /></a><div><div> </div><div> </div></div>Frankie Rosashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14249843980780172758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200839112481685060.post-51385663194093224242010-03-31T09:21:00.000-07:002010-03-31T09:40:52.568-07:00Los Angeles Times article<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk_4ctifZVksrS8jbTb-3F05iN0FsdwoZLmKC3FUMRUGt5faAjhSDu2RCuCf4yALJYYa0Ce6IKIS4vrByAiTls2n-sAcACfkRskPrqgRaQI_FolkCnYtxtggCc84WEXWmxoVZb-W8nAvs/s1600/logoSmall.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="31" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk_4ctifZVksrS8jbTb-3F05iN0FsdwoZLmKC3FUMRUGt5faAjhSDu2RCuCf4yALJYYa0Ce6IKIS4vrByAiTls2n-sAcACfkRskPrqgRaQI_FolkCnYtxtggCc84WEXWmxoVZb-W8nAvs/s200/logoSmall.png" width="200" /></a></div>Amazing piece about the exhibition in the <a href="http://www.latimes.com/entertainment/news/arts/la-et-usc-museum31-2010mar31,0,5753535.story"><i>Los Angeles Times</i></a> this morning! Gerrick Kennedy, a <i>Times</i>' reporter, spent a great deal of time at the Fisher Museum during the actual "interventions," talking to student-curators, the professors and artist Susan Silton -- and his article is a thoughtful and well-informed look at the project and its place within the curatorial world. Some choice quotes: <br />
<blockquote>"We wanted them to develop a constant consciousness that everything you see in museums is choreographed." -- Richard Meyer</blockquote><blockquote>"Going into the class it felt really experimental. . . . I didn't know anything about curating. It's an art form within itself." - Jayme Wilson</blockquote>Read the full article <a href="http://www.latimes.com/entertainment/news/arts/la-et-usc-museum31-2010mar31,0,5753535.story">here</a> on the <i>Los Angeles Times</i> Web site.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200839112481685060.post-44020946250656237002010-03-26T16:51:00.000-07:002010-03-26T17:01:29.447-07:00re:View Installation Complete<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The wall text is up, and we're windex-ing the display cases.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Throughout </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">re:</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">View</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> there is a consistent presence of this color of blue, so that the interventions can be easily identified.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3Q0infLizRTmkYDYrN2aiVbjYRY8sDbXf3Rx1-B16xIQTwtMljcnBB7gr7EwMLrO-LF1l4uHbcY8Vx527XlMGviqrZXbHV05katzbGOav0eZ2033NwF9Y9JJfmbkGoCtb2ZntvzDAcRI/s1600/IMG_2816.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3Q0infLizRTmkYDYrN2aiVbjYRY8sDbXf3Rx1-B16xIQTwtMljcnBB7gr7EwMLrO-LF1l4uHbcY8Vx527XlMGviqrZXbHV05katzbGOav0eZ2033NwF9Y9JJfmbkGoCtb2ZntvzDAcRI/s400/IMG_2816.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453095322489543858" /></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">The wall labels for <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">re:<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">View</span></span> have a similar blue band across them, and </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">the intervention brochure has a band around it too. Look for an update about the design of the brochure next week.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">re:</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">View</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"> open tomorrow!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span><div> </div><div> </div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">- Francisco Rosas</span></div></div>Frankie Rosashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14249843980780172758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200839112481685060.post-19557684290130408142010-03-26T15:23:00.000-07:002010-03-26T16:35:01.315-07:00TOMORROW: "Museum of Ideas"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH0UlnfCjLqNWUILLbetFbkqQIxr8eUuuPCDvpHd5CzYfdQHa7VgFlnUP-Gx5_dDwyyOv0zb6yW1BEzt619-Y9OnuVu7jvBVZXY7sLjkL7rZ2yblryAwJ6r0v3TcXXP3bok3ag7m3dIxY/s1600/museumofideas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="242" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH0UlnfCjLqNWUILLbetFbkqQIxr8eUuuPCDvpHd5CzYfdQHa7VgFlnUP-Gx5_dDwyyOv0zb6yW1BEzt619-Y9OnuVu7jvBVZXY7sLjkL7rZ2yblryAwJ6r0v3TcXXP3bok3ag7m3dIxY/s400/museumofideas.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">WHAT:</span> <a href="http://www.usc.edu/schools/college/visualstudies/tcp/index.html">The Contemporary Project</a> and the USC International Museum Institute present a symposium exploring the value of placing ideas -- as well as art objects -- on public display. Leading thinkers in contemporary art and curatorial practice will construct a free, one-day-only "Museum of Ideas" at USC.<br />
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<b>ALSO:</b> "Museum of Ideas" coincides with the opening of <span style="font-style: italic;">re:View.</span> A free lunch reception and curator-led tours will take place between 1 and 3 p.m. at the Fisher Museum.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">WHO:</span><br />
• <span style="font-weight: bold;">Julie Ault</span>, artist and author<br />
• <span style="font-weight: bold;">Carol Duncan</span>, art historian and critic<br />
• <span style="font-weight: bold;">Helen Molesworth</span>, chief curator, Institute of Contemporary Art, Boston<br />
• <span style="font-weight: bold;">Connie Wolf</span>, director and CEO, Contemporary Jewish Museum<br />
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Moderated by <a href="http://www.usc.edu/uscnews/experts/449.html" style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Selma Holo</span></a>, <a href="http://college.usc.edu/cf/faculty-and-staff/faculty.cfm?pid=1003531" style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Richard Meyer</span></a> and <span style="font-weight: bold;">Britt Salvesen</span>, Department Head and Curator of the Wallis Annenberg Department of Photography and Department Head and Curator of Prints and Drawings, <a href="http://www.lacma.org/about/AboutLACMA.aspx" style="color: #990000;">LACMA</a>.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;">More info <a href="http://college.usc.edu/ahis/pdf/museumofideas_final2_000.pdf">here</a>. Hope you can make it!</span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200839112481685060.post-45228961919237691442010-03-26T13:48:00.000-07:002010-03-26T13:48:12.473-07:00Reconstruction: Wall stencils<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimz0J5TX5S1_rFBAgts1mmvtKncre8NHCTHh58N-lTJ1u99pw1a1nbLBPH_HVWfrGo6mL7dm7tivlVaL0N2SPsD_AzBHpkNbeOiwJS8X9KVttX9r9a7qvp5eOqQDeRUEzme3XLOXz4ANs/s1600/frankie_stencil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimz0J5TX5S1_rFBAgts1mmvtKncre8NHCTHh58N-lTJ1u99pw1a1nbLBPH_HVWfrGo6mL7dm7tivlVaL0N2SPsD_AzBHpkNbeOiwJS8X9KVttX9r9a7qvp5eOqQDeRUEzme3XLOXz4ANs/s640/frankie_stencil.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHD7ZA6GYJku8whMrPhLEXMm4LnCF-1c2pdwCjgtWQsQMSr1xWI0eZBW-i9f4pI-s8_Hrsm2qJOJB8qWZmVG2HKZItbWqO__rh7ymZPzxnUFHmtJZ3H2BbBajipuvFmmbK2uS36hS43YM/s1600/frankie_stencil2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHD7ZA6GYJku8whMrPhLEXMm4LnCF-1c2pdwCjgtWQsQMSr1xWI0eZBW-i9f4pI-s8_Hrsm2qJOJB8qWZmVG2HKZItbWqO__rh7ymZPzxnUFHmtJZ3H2BbBajipuvFmmbK2uS36hS43YM/s640/frankie_stencil2.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><br />
The show opens tomorrow!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200839112481685060.post-4090547946108933072010-03-25T10:57:00.000-07:002010-03-25T10:57:20.895-07:00Reconstruction: Painting<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1EvH8U-fAjSTLDqdwPey7-7u0ZMIs77uSEdPAMoVRzsKlIYSOIRXxJ4JDp0o8z_u4NQylOynKhjkmC28PdmYJ1YnKVUFE4HPX62Vf2TEB31mSVLklddqQoGPEOz3hDrk2BcHO4TqEqlQ/s1600/DSC_0853.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1EvH8U-fAjSTLDqdwPey7-7u0ZMIs77uSEdPAMoVRzsKlIYSOIRXxJ4JDp0o8z_u4NQylOynKhjkmC28PdmYJ1YnKVUFE4HPX62Vf2TEB31mSVLklddqQoGPEOz3hDrk2BcHO4TqEqlQ/s400/DSC_0853.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjsllUTC5M1sr0vejCOSb6qEqkNsiGf7iiEgQUMcexCPf7tBcqiYfdHY5fIiozb3j8BoF4uPj5l8j8PXq1Qk-70AxHwe108Mt1A7wgA1VIpWYNHGUDnKL6HXC6iB7264PJcanY2W5808Q/s1600/DSC_0816.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjsllUTC5M1sr0vejCOSb6qEqkNsiGf7iiEgQUMcexCPf7tBcqiYfdHY5fIiozb3j8BoF4uPj5l8j8PXq1Qk-70AxHwe108Mt1A7wgA1VIpWYNHGUDnKL6HXC6iB7264PJcanY2W5808Q/s640/DSC_0816.jpg" width="426" /></a><br />
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Lauren and Jayme filling in outlines of jesters and leprechauns on the floor of the gallery.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200839112481685060.post-11264421845292914592010-03-22T22:32:00.000-07:002010-03-25T13:12:01.867-07:00Retrieve: New Room, New Meanings<img alt="" border="0" height="300" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451703127135652050" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilXF-BY-VEKObNgJgZaoJ8annItivtR7ggaKAaxmPVj77MKzrs9dXuDS1k2bR3x7q-Pb7tWym_KYrtNi7F6WZRI-bWhgOzXN7r4MUBDmZlEVLvP7qk6saTj9cF7pvCG97ZFF5TmfkaM8M/s400/display3.jpg" style="float: left; height: 166px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 221px;" width="400" />Spring break has just come to a close, and it’s now the final week before <b><i>re:View</i></b> opens. Though we’ve been progressing well with the storage display, I have a bit left to accomplish…<br />
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Here’s what was settled in the past week: finishing the fabric “wall,” spray painting the “metal racks,” (which, many cans later, are now a very convincing silver), gathering more accurate dimensions of the space, and finalizing my layout of the paintings.<br />
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I had to figure out how/where each piece would <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwLmRq4a5Zc9lpQkW8yhut_6NpIXBG9dXhrMKBNZVjwoLKrQiaL1F6c4GKGdj1J4QjKluIDYzC-fV9KcQeI-Whyintg5MEadwqL0zW83ZhiZxQ-sqJjHD-GnaNaj-Kn8iCKXazegYRQAI/s1600-h/display5.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451703917879250242" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwLmRq4a5Zc9lpQkW8yhut_6NpIXBG9dXhrMKBNZVjwoLKrQiaL1F6c4GKGdj1J4QjKluIDYzC-fV9KcQeI-Whyintg5MEadwqL0zW83ZhiZxQ-sqJjHD-GnaNaj-Kn8iCKXazegYRQAI/s320/display5.jpg" style="float: right; height: 166px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 221px;" /></a>fit together within the wall décor, and to attempt to create a balanced display—by no means an easy task, and add to that the fact that my physical layout on paper was not to scale!<br />
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Now to retrieve each work from storage and hang the pieces where I’ve planned, beginning today: nine works have been freed from storage, one at a time, and are now propped against the walls of our newly constructed “storage,” awaiting their proper display. The very presence of color instantly transformed the white cube, so <i>I</i> anxiously await the finished result!<br />
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<img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451704097457312978" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK4ia49CtuxdcVIOrrMiSuGa5jN-wKoIeBlEyGd27tuDGFgm-zsqtc9QR-3hyWmROuvRFOUxNHK7sy8IJ-jPb7TIfoIWayv6r_rWTJN6hhcF0wHpakzQr3XwaVOfYM-buhG1FOaAXCyG0/s320/display2.jpg" style="display: block; height: 188px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 173px;" />This entire process has given me a lot to think about. I think about my goal in making this display a “de-curation.” In recreating storage I tried not to put too much of an aesthetic eye toward deciding which painting will hang next to which. Still, the display could never have been executed without a plan—not only must everything fit together, but it seems more striking if they contrast one another.<br />
I also think about my own relationship to these stored artworks. Since I’ve been working so closely with the permanent collection, the Art feels less…inaccessible? I’m not sure if this is quite the right word, so I’ll try again: It’s a rare experience to be able to raid storage, to physically handle the ‘sacred’ artwork (in white gloves), to truly see each piece originate from the same place, only to garner ‘meaning’ or ‘importance’ once inside the museum. <br />
As these works travel a very short distance from the storage room into Quinn Wing, it’s amazing to think how their meanings will change/evolve upon inclusion in the exhibition. On the eve of the public display of my chosen landscapes, I can’t help but feel as though I’ve become a part of their story. <br />
--<i>Raylene Galarze</i>Raylenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07042436289529775681noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200839112481685060.post-6062893907580247532010-03-22T21:09:00.000-07:002010-03-22T21:09:36.236-07:00Retrieve: White glove treatment<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZEzNu8SUH2lf0ptrOOtzGaZCuqgrevR-GQO4nXu4xyo_fJKnYv1l_dgFciGLq3qzpN8akPz7jKrHx9XQLrQHuiyVJr39xgMmoJuDGbV7_1jRu3JX3CuZj3wTkzg0Oe8RjEgTkjzmIGMI/s1600-h/uscintervention154.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZEzNu8SUH2lf0ptrOOtzGaZCuqgrevR-GQO4nXu4xyo_fJKnYv1l_dgFciGLq3qzpN8akPz7jKrHx9XQLrQHuiyVJr39xgMmoJuDGbV7_1jRu3JX3CuZj3wTkzg0Oe8RjEgTkjzmIGMI/s400/uscintervention154.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUmjYhxHJFQ7589miicP2Xv6rwj_RJJ5SGi7VF5NdJVEJosMbYgXRluFxdVgU8fGzf2OQxTuaQGTUPDsg3pCoLvygbgQwxudBFVWqX-LlDguV_wNxSG4dYh_-93WPCAw0i-dm3AIZtbhk/s1600-h/uscintervention139.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUmjYhxHJFQ7589miicP2Xv6rwj_RJJ5SGi7VF5NdJVEJosMbYgXRluFxdVgU8fGzf2OQxTuaQGTUPDsg3pCoLvygbgQwxudBFVWqX-LlDguV_wNxSG4dYh_-93WPCAw0i-dm3AIZtbhk/s400/uscintervention139.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
Raylene -- rocking white gloves -- as she carries paintings from the storage room to the gallery.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200839112481685060.post-83677857631694187442010-03-22T20:56:00.000-07:002010-03-22T21:13:45.732-07:00Hanging the banner<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUpiD8PlSIsTC0P2Vxs_jbynguhezL6Dx0I1EVIMlLJnpzXhd53QrTy7Dlpt5DElY-fXo2DFythUhHVC5QS1312T1JWQSFzH3E39EjExgyBSr0To8l19YSLZ8SAkvCAfrJceRfUfGPG80/s1600-h/uscintervention195.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUpiD8PlSIsTC0P2Vxs_jbynguhezL6Dx0I1EVIMlLJnpzXhd53QrTy7Dlpt5DElY-fXo2DFythUhHVC5QS1312T1JWQSFzH3E39EjExgyBSr0To8l19YSLZ8SAkvCAfrJceRfUfGPG80/s400/uscintervention195.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOFu4afBoHkuPqRMX5Oc_HvFiILiDCScZhNvFwbWmVSkNWqGt5xY6FwV25EjCKmKIbfnGj5-5CAzLQi9olNcpdPDZh_OrF4OH34KA-O3329BdA3Q2KVlOCAb830ZPOjb6FKIJq_Kw0SYA/s1600-h/uscintervention3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOFu4afBoHkuPqRMX5Oc_HvFiILiDCScZhNvFwbWmVSkNWqGt5xY6FwV25EjCKmKIbfnGj5-5CAzLQi9olNcpdPDZh_OrF4OH34KA-O3329BdA3Q2KVlOCAb830ZPOjb6FKIJq_Kw0SYA/s400/uscintervention3.jpg" width="400" /></a><br />
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<blockquote><i>". . . </i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"><i>the photographs will be shown in display cases, laid flat, positioned throughout the gallery. While they are still “under-glass” (actually plexi), it is my hope that viewing them off the walls, not framed as singular works, will signal their alternate existence as objects of tourism and commerce verse their confusion as “art.”"</i></span></blockquote>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200839112481685060.post-12903420176187179252010-03-17T11:34:00.000-07:002010-03-19T08:51:25.866-07:00Beginning Reconstruction<div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Now that I had images of all of the mural segments from </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">The Jinks Room</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">, it was time to assemble them in the correct order.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">This meant more than just organizing the segments from left to right; reconstructing the room meant knowing where columns, doorways, windows, and a large fireplace were located in the room.</span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I had seen some archive photographs of the murals in situ, but could not determine definitely the correct arrangement of the room.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">That was until I went through the museum files on </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">T</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">he Jinks Room</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> again.</span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I found in a conservation report (which was written before the murals were removed from Anoakia) a detailed list of which mural segments were located on which walls.</span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">North Wall:</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Cambria;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Monk with Jester & Leprechaun, Jester & Leprechaun, Procession with Couples</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">East Wall:</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Jester, Procession with Reluctant Cat</span><br />
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</div><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449681149641462066" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBM9RgrxY9pwa5Rpg8kjEUCrtCO-LzQzErnQKiHkJTisCuL46RYntNHzV8Aal9qOK6CpAddFqsN4fPmXTF0HjOpJn2GStFQV7BoIq_WB2dMgT6GRhL-QK6c10Z2VAjEwEIqkKZBiGKbLc/s400/East+Wall.png" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 85px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /><br />
<div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">South Wall:</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Feast with Friar, Dance with the Fairy Queen, Procession with Reluctant Monk<br />
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<img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449681510019799170" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0NGLWhlKlppNuUaADW5TKXlmN5ULbK3w5f5-DIbxOidphWSjdw2qxD8PGyBXwFgndtqV7cDpB1PHpUT17_Mchyphenhyphenw3mdi7hx7T2_WIUQXNfx0xQnFkngvy2P4vvXshMFO2l6Me9pZP8Z60/s400/South+Wall.png" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 48px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">On the west wall there was only one segment, Jester with Baton, which seemed strange to me because if there was only one segment on this wall that meant there was a lot of empty wall space.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">But further on in the conservation report it said that the west wall was mostly made up of windows.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">This was unexpected since </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">The Jinks Room</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> was located in the basement of the mansion, and I had automatically assumed there wouldn’t be any windows in this room.</span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Now that I have the correct organization of the mural cycle I can start installing silhouettes of the mural segments in the galleries.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Installation started this week!</span><br />
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The <i>Le Monde</i> blog <a href="http://lunettesrouges.blog.lemonde.fr/2010/03/08/projection-et-idiorythmie/">"Lunettes Rouges"</a> linked to us and gave us a shout-out in a review of a Master's curatorial student exhibition at the University of Rennes:<br />
<blockquote><i>"Their colleagues at the University of Southern California are rehanging the museum's collection." </i></blockquote>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200839112481685060.post-71631292453960116112010-03-13T20:58:00.000-08:002010-03-16T15:53:29.952-07:00Reconsider: Photographs In (and Out) of the MuseumThis intervention<span style="font-style: normal;"> is concerned with how America chose to depict the national landscape across alternate historical moments. In addition to displaying artist books by Ed Ruscha (<a href="http://uscintervention.blogspot.com/2010/02/from-early-stage-in-planning-our.html">see previous post</a>), late 19<sup>th</sup> and early 20<sup>th</sup> century photography will be exhibited from the California Historical Society archive in Special Collections at the USC Doheny Memorial Library. Specifically, the majority of images are from an extensive photography collection within the CHS’s holdings assembled between 1860 and 1930 by relatively unknown photographer <a href="http://digitallibrary.usc.edu/search/controller/collection/chs-m265.html">C. C. Pierce</a>. </span><br />
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<span style="font-style: normal;">The collection includes images taken by Pierce but also numerous works by other western photographers. Some of the most well known images within the collection to be shown in the intervention are by George Fiske, whose photographs of Yosemite were widely distributed tourist items sold in the national park at the end of the 19<sup>th</sup> century. In fact, an advertisement for Fiske’s studio was featured in Galen Clark’s 1910 tourist guidebook </span><a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=A7MdAAAAMAAJ&printsec=frontcover&dq=galen+clark%27s+the+yosemite+valley&source=bl&ots=kGdmzbxmn5&sig=ng1iucGCU00FoPpVmH7hgrQEYg4&hl=en&ei=YG6cS-K9EIqusgOetLy_Aw&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=1&ved=0CAoQ6AEwAA#v=onepage&q=&f=false"><i>The Yosemite Valley: its history, characteristic features, and theories regarding its origin</i></a><span style="font-style: normal;">. In addition to Pierce and Fiske, the intervention will also utilize images by photographer Adam Dove (who I have been able to find no information on), as well as other anonymously produced pictures. </span> <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://digitallibrary.usc.edu/assetserver/controller/item/chs-m10656/CHS-1207?v=hr" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://digitallibrary.usc.edu/assetserver/controller/item/chs-m10656/CHS-1207?v=hr" width="316" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> George Fiske, <i>Galen Clark on Glacier Point in Yosemite National Park, ca.1900</i>, Special Collections, Doheny Memorial Library</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><a name='more'></a>The images to be shown are not “art photography” in any contemporary sense. These images were conceived outside the pursuits of art and the museum, and their exhibition within an institutional setting—a space that emphasizes quality, authorship, and aesthetic value—is inherently problematic. This is, of course, a well-investigated discourse of photography; the assimilation of photography into the art museum has been of critical discussion since the 1970s, a reaction to the increasing presence of the photographic image within contemporary art as well as the construction of a pre-history of the medium as an aesthetically oriented “Art,” largely the product of the Museum of Modern Art’s Photography Department. (See Martha Rosler’s <a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=Z0IJJnJKGFYC&pg=PA9&lpg=PA9&dq=rosler+lookers+buyers+dealers+makers+art+after+modernism&source=bl&ots=geD64YRPNE&sig=r9rj7DsjCz0dvgrWJtwW74KK4VY&hl=en&ei=5m6cS96HBZLYtgPq1sS_Aw&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=2&ved=0CBEQ6AEwAQ#v=onepage&q=&f=false">“Lookers, Buyers, Dealers, and Makers: Thoughts on Audience”</a> and Christopher Phillips’ <a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=Jfe8PgoLzoIC&pg=PA15&lpg=PA15&dq=christopher+phillips+the+judgement+seat+of+photography&source=bl&ots=LNMvMFKXpQ&sig=Xap35sPYD18iTua-eJLaVAkrjC8&hl=en&ei=FG-cS9OqL4W8sgO8svF9&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=1&ved=0CAgQ6AEwAA#v=onepage&q=&f=false">“The Judgment Seat of Photography”</a>) As extensive photography collections were established in the later half of the 20<sup>th</sup> century (at the Getty for example), images not conceived as art were often treated as such; photographs were attributed aesthetic importance in hindsight. This is most clearly evident in the positing of Timothy O’Sullivan stark survey photography as aesthetically modem works worthy of museum exhibition. <br />
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<div class="MsoNormal">This summary is too simplistic, however it points out the problematic of this intervention: <i>Reconsider</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> presents a collection of photographs within a museum never intended to be understood as art—never intended to be seen through the museum’s frame—and this is a long-standing issue of concern. Thus, the intervention could be misguiding the viewer (with regard to the history of photography) by attempting to reconsider another history (that of the American landscape). </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">With this in mind, the intervention has made an obvious choice not to frame the images for exhibition. The museum practice of framing photography—placing it under glass and then hanging it on the wall—only intensifies viewing the photographic image in an aestheticizing mode, like one views a painting (not that one could approach a photograph without an aesthetic eye). If this intervention is intended to disrupt standard museum practice, while positing these photographs as objects of distribution intended to show and claim the Western landscape, then treating them as “art” objects would be disingenuous to the project. With that in mind, the photographs will be shown in display cases, laid flat, positioned throughout the gallery. While they are still “under-glass” (actually plexi), it is my hope that viewing them off the walls, not framed as singular works, will signal their alternate existence as objects of tourism and commerce verse their confusion as “art.” </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">It is also my hope that displaying the images outside “the frame” (not that they could escape the greater frame of the museum) will highlight certain particularizes often suppressed in museum settings. Some of the photographs selected for exhibition clearly show ware as objects of use: some are frayed, bent, or have marks on the print. Some images are printed on different photo papers: while many are on a typical glossy surface, others are one thinner, tinted paper or thick board. Still others show a considerable amount of fading and deterioration. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Similarly, the books by Ed Ruscha also show signs of ware and use. The page creases of <i>Every Building on the Sunset Strip</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> have yellowed. The pages of </span><i>Thirtyfour Parking Lots in Los Angeles</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> are close to falling out of the book’s spine. These minor idiosyncrasies, these small marks of use, will be a subtle reminder that the books and photographs had alternate lives prior to entering the library and (for a short while) the museum. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><i>-David Evans Frantz</i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200839112481685060.post-80459720862824144422010-03-11T16:29:00.000-08:002010-03-17T17:05:49.275-07:00Reproduce: Mommy, where do Jacques come from?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixNzZxf9thvW7qX2Qwzf_eCXAXIorToXrIn2vk4JxdZXuWGHZTVsvSKyWTF9AwE09I7r4K3nWUsv_b69TuWfkNnZbDeiglSwOpL417gUF1MQQFaLldYHAp9rJdkCUSStOvyuMLYAaD_80/s1600-h/inspection.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixNzZxf9thvW7qX2Qwzf_eCXAXIorToXrIn2vk4JxdZXuWGHZTVsvSKyWTF9AwE09I7r4K3nWUsv_b69TuWfkNnZbDeiglSwOpL417gUF1MQQFaLldYHAp9rJdkCUSStOvyuMLYAaD_80/s400/inspection.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
Throughout the creative process the location of where our Jacque was being created was quite ambiguous. Most of us had heard horror stories about reproduction paintings being out sourced to China where the artists are treated as...let's just say "starving artists," literally. When we received a biography of our Ocean's Bridge artist we learned that he was from China, leading us to imagine our hand painted masterpiece being conceived in China under sweatshop-like conditions.<br />
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However, on the Ocean's Bridge website there is a whole section dedicated to showing the prospective customer "the studio." According to their <a href="http://www.oceansbridge.com/oil-paintings/thestudio.php">Web site</a> their studio is "Located at the foot of a mountain yet just 200 yards from the beach, we've 20,000 square feet of studio space spread over three different European-style buildings." The description is supplemented by photographs of lush landscape and beautiful buildings.<br />
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I am by no means saying that Ocean's Bridge is one of the reproduction painting sweatshops mentioned above, but when our Jacque arrived this week the return address (Hong Kong, China) did make us question the journey of our Jacque.jaymehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09531162557858937344noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200839112481685060.post-28565474228457670842010-03-10T14:42:00.000-08:002010-03-10T15:57:19.226-08:00Remember: Day one of FilmingDay one of filming was a success. Five hours of tape, one Kleenex box, and countless memories later, Grace and I managed to wrap filming three of our six interviews for the project.<br />
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Marti and Sue, two of our interviewees, were already waiting, snapping photos of themselves in front of the Jinks Room murals in various poses mimicking the figures in the murals. Both brought folders, documents, Anoakia memorabilia, and photographs to share. They each told their respective stories, shared memories and reminisced about different wild things they did together years ago– both on and off the record.<br />
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Both told stories about sneaking back into Anoakia after its closure in the 1990s, and both regretted not having a grand sleepover at the mansion, which was believed to have been the home of several legendary ghosts! The interview was an emotional process for both of them – both Marti and Sue shed tears for their nostalgia for Anoakia, and explained how important the school was to them and how they hoped it would carry on in the future through our memories. Both women were wonderful to work with and provided a ton of new information about Anoakia.<br />
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Bede, our third interviewee, was a student at Anoakia from the 3rd to the 5th grade. He provided interesting perspective into how his experience of the murals had changed from when he was a child to his current experience as an adult. He was kind and very thoughtful, and we’re also thankful for his help.<br />
By the end of the day, we had a ton of new material to work with and a pretty sound idea of the direction in which to take our film. We’re excited for day two, and will give more updates in the near future. That’s all for now!Lauren Maldonadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06666704417892838102noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200839112481685060.post-14611499122115294892010-03-04T22:40:00.000-08:002010-03-05T10:38:46.973-08:00Retrieve: Pre-Installation, Pre-Retrieval<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg53mXGRRD7S0KQ-sSPBwLYTS0S7_5y5LTHqrzV3YhqOmkRziFjDUr9wrsh8tn7GFVMupcmKsAiS922wRHV8sgOFKjr7FLlP-QVOzsQOCEYRlsxiIuX0xXWzhpBl2W8y_Oy0ys6sA6pTKw/s1600-h/USCFisherStorage+021.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445070761960393218" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg53mXGRRD7S0KQ-sSPBwLYTS0S7_5y5LTHqrzV3YhqOmkRziFjDUr9wrsh8tn7GFVMupcmKsAiS922wRHV8sgOFKjr7FLlP-QVOzsQOCEYRlsxiIuX0xXWzhpBl2W8y_Oy0ys6sA6pTKw/s320/USCFisherStorage+021.JPG" style="float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;" /></a>After several weeks of planning the display of storage and searching for the necessary materials, the concept really seems to be coming together. Today, the Quinn Wing is still a white cube; chairs and other materials are taking temporary residence here before we begin installing. Tomorrow should begin the physical intervention...<br />
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<div><div><div><div><div>Attempting to reveal what's inside storage along with the room itself will involve two ma<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTF3uK26ifqAPoSyGh2eDBii3YxX6v9n0QmhfCsDichpaJpmnRbNGXnOUUqycVsFeKbFRgFke2EnWMw6r2vdAnuBYdmAAdY-w9uIj1kBzt1gVxB8KO2MCCErJow-rR2tGbYeH5aw9LJWU/s1600-h/storagefence.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445071174328987938" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTF3uK26ifqAPoSyGh2eDBii3YxX6v9n0QmhfCsDichpaJpmnRbNGXnOUUqycVsFeKbFRgFke2EnWMw6r2vdAnuBYdmAAdY-w9uIj1kBzt1gVxB8KO2MCCErJow-rR2tGbYeH5aw9LJWU/s320/storagefence.jpg" style="float: right; height: 166px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 221px;" /></a>in things: re-creating faux metal racks on the walls and constructing a partition to shorten the wing. Working with Fisher's Chief Preparator Richard, we were able to find a lightweight barrier fencing to mimic the <a href="http://uscintervention.blogspot.com/2010/02/retrieve-inside-icebox.html">metal racks</a> on which stored paintings hang. This bright-orange will soon get some much-needed paint treatment! <span style="font-size: 0pt;"><br />
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<div><div>To shorten the space, we found fabric to serve as a temporary backwall; the plan is to hang some paintings here after it has been put up and reinforced from behind. Hopefully there is enough material... </div><br />
<div></div><div>I'm still working on visualizing the entire layout -- though the first steps will involve these details of construction, soon will come the time for physical <b>retrieval</b>. Along with picking up ordered materials and ensuring the gathering of other supplies, this week has included visiting storage to hand-measure each framed work (everything must fit in the "new" space!). Next up -planning the hanging of paintings!<br />
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But before departing to this next stage, I will say that finding the materials initially was not easy -- the fencing in particular was hard to find, and it seemed that waiting on out-of-state shipping might pose unneeded setbacks. Yet, after a little searching, we found everything locally downtown...Just another reminder that L.A. really is our laboratory. </div><br />
<div><div>--<i>Raylene Galarze</i></div><br />
<div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Raylenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07042436289529775681noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200839112481685060.post-57010758689073941922010-03-03T12:12:00.000-08:002010-03-03T15:42:24.925-08:00Reconstruct: Filling in the Missing PiecesThe Jinks Room mural segments in the <a href="http://fisher.usc.edu/exhibitions/four_rooms_and_a_view_uscs_collecting_hightlights.html">Fisher Museum’s</a> collection are <a href="http://uscintervention.blogspot.com/2010/02/reconstruct-part-one.html">only six of the original nine</a> that made up the cycle. The three other segments have remained with the family that donated the segments to USC. Lucky for me some of those mural segments are still in the area.<br />
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I was put in touch with Mrs. Mary Regis, the daughter of Lowry B. McCaslin the original donor of the Jinks Room murals to the Fisher Museum. Mrs. Regis is conveniently located in Pasadena, just a short trip north from USC. Never having visited a museum donor before, I was feeling nervous about making a good impression on her. It turns out there was no reason to be nervous; Mrs. Regis invited me very warmly into her home and spoke with me enthusiastically about Anoakia and the Jinks Room.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHWEDDDlRHfFlybMKos4egaYF5T2vBnHbbN31V2SqkYhi9MCKor4XNMiaA9PDKOj1TH1aOt3auhByheOpom1tR4BN1BQKeLCOueN3KZ7Kt8VIEOw2z3QNrkIAE7sPG9NmRi0D_tALAA7E/s1600-h/regis+segments.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444509987994067426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHWEDDDlRHfFlybMKos4egaYF5T2vBnHbbN31V2SqkYhi9MCKor4XNMiaA9PDKOj1TH1aOt3auhByheOpom1tR4BN1BQKeLCOueN3KZ7Kt8VIEOw2z3QNrkIAE7sPG9NmRi0D_tALAA7E/s400/regis+segments.png" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 323px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>There on the wall of Mrs. Regis’s sitting room were two Jinks Room segments. One had a single figure of a sinister-looking jester. The other had a jester, a leprechaun and a fairy. This segment was fascinating because the cover for the lightswitches of the room was still attached to it—a reminder that these mural segments were once in a functional room of an estate. And low and behold along with the switch cover, Mrs. Regis also had original light fixtures from the Jinks Room, which were displayed alongside the mural segments.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidbttkEkxw5OqaK1t2lvEpOPR5AjovAjPjtCkiGGNsltnvQbQnaGLrHAfLy4K5SNaLEIOjpdsRyshwgW-74fYoXX4EArZYprdEEMhM-veat-2rfTAHpzmBVTWqD6Ned-hnjtZYS1PACis/s1600-h/Light+fixture.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444513612647428578" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidbttkEkxw5OqaK1t2lvEpOPR5AjovAjPjtCkiGGNsltnvQbQnaGLrHAfLy4K5SNaLEIOjpdsRyshwgW-74fYoXX4EArZYprdEEMhM-veat-2rfTAHpzmBVTWqD6Ned-hnjtZYS1PACis/s200/Light+fixture.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 166px;" /></a>It turns out that Maynard Dixon not only painted the murals in the Jinks Room (as well as a mural cycle feature Native Americans now in the <a href="http://www.library.ca.gov/newsletter/2006/2006fall/gala.html">California State Library</a>), but also designed light fixtures for this room and throughout the entire Anoakia estate! Mrs. Regis even had a book of Dixon’s original designs for the fixtures with directions for fabricated by Tiffany and Co. Mrs. Regis said Dixon even designed doorknobs for the Jinks Room that had little jester heads on them!<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEL9KQMNOCbfw_GpZYV3eOOQiFeVvM0l9w1U2W53iTMeXrroduJ5DiUU_kYmTemxI0icJOus9XbMqvu14cm64NKzpgnc6oHvn_1KC-Bis2bbPcQ2BK1J5fx_A31VSyaiWmB-a-RZCbj4k/s1600-h/missing+segment.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444513367987740018" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEL9KQMNOCbfw_GpZYV3eOOQiFeVvM0l9w1U2W53iTMeXrroduJ5DiUU_kYmTemxI0icJOus9XbMqvu14cm64NKzpgnc6oHvn_1KC-Bis2bbPcQ2BK1J5fx_A31VSyaiWmB-a-RZCbj4k/s200/missing+segment.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 178px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 200px;" /></a>Something that Mrs. Regis did not have in her house was the last mural segment. This segment is with Mrs. Regis’s sister. Luckily the museum had photos of this last segment on file so that we could develop a silhouette of this segment.<br />
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Going through the museum’s files on the Jinks Room I found an archive photograph of the last mural segment in its original setting. The lone figure of a jester was situated between a doorway and a large craftsman style fireplace. Now I have images of all the mural segments and can begin to reconstruct the Jinks Room.<br />
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Next week’s update will be on the creation of the silhouettes, which will be featured in the Reconstruct portion of the intervention.<br />
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<i>- Francisco Rosas</i>Frankie Rosashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14249843980780172758noreply@blogger.com0