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In Japanese-born, New York City-based artist Tam Ochiai’s solo exhibit at the Watari, we are invited to view a selection of mixed media pieces informed by the quirky title “spies are only revealed when they get caught.†Ochiai makes use of an unpredictable collection of materials, including acrylic on sheets of plastic, fur, old magazines, canvas, colored pencil on paper, yarn, clay, photography, and video. Serious and playful in equal measure, “spies are only revealed when they get caught†highlights a creative energy in objects and scenarios that may likely otherwise be overlooked.
Having turned on his video camera one day and, discovering that it was broken, Ochiai then presents its ever-changing images beautifully in one of the central pieces titled ‘broken camera’. And, in ‘a photograph who travels’, Ochiai creates a new work out of an image found on an exhibition flyer thirteen years ago. Literally re-presented here and now, Ochiai writes, “It has since traveled a completely unknown road to be exhibited in a totally different place.â€
Furthermore, Ochiai displays two quiet moments that resonated with him somehow in the two five-minute videos titled “wave†and “sun.†“wave†is a still and strange clip of the sea in Atlantic City in the middle of the night, illuminated only by the neon lights of casino resorts. Another video, “fake sun,†shows us “something like the sun†documented by 
the artist while walking in the East Village one evening. All we know about this radiating round object that has worked its way into the cityscape is, as Ochiai explains, “It is an artificial sun.†Mystery: happily unsolved.
Ochiai’s sense of humor is further revealed in ‘squirrels in the city’, a series of snapshots taken of strangers walking down the street in New York carrying instruments on their backs. From behind, as Ochiai playfully shows us, these “musicians walk down the street looking like the back of a squirrel.â€
The exhibit’s accompanying pamphlet is also delightfully quirky. The pieces are in a way narrated by Ochiai, who has written brief yet puzzling descriptions that seem to ask more questions than provide answers. The exhibit is complicated by this relationship between image and text, between the artist’s words and the physical object in front of you. The descriptions are difficult to de-code, but of course that is what makes it such a pleasure to consider. The one phrase in particular that comes to mind is the description of “a spider web of a Siamese cat, a Siamese cat of a spider web.†I can’t help but smile.
Through this surprising and curious collection of multimedia pieces, we are able to take immediate delight in Ochiai’s visual gifts and also let the quirkiness of it all linger for a long time afterwards. Ochiai’s work invites the viewer to look closer, to consider the dynamics stirring under the surface of the often-understated visual form. As Ochiai concludes, the collection intends to explore the notion of “holding opposite strengths simultaneously,†of art itself as simultaneously “so free yet so impossible to find.†We may never know the answer, but it certainly is an enjoyable thing to wonder about.
　
“spies are only revealed when they get caught” by Tam Ochiai
May 22 to August 8 at Watari-um
3-7-6 Jingumae, Shibuya-ku, Tokyo 150-0001
Phone: 03-3402-3001
www.watarium.co.jp
Closed on Mondays (Open on July 19)
From 11:00 To 19:00
Wednesdays closing at 21:00
Adults ¥1000, Students ¥800 (multiple entry)
This post is part of a weekly series showcasing inspirational vector art. Although the series showcases vector art, some work might just be vector inspired, not created completely with vector art. If you have any art suggestions, feel free to comment! For more vector art inspiration, check out the Vectips Flickr Group.
Shaken Not Stirred by Sos-k
ROBOT-ATTACK by OSCAR OSPINA
Click here to view the embedded video.
Kasey McMahon and Derek Doublin demonstrate the tension between people and their environment through the eyes of its non-human inhabitants. Beware of the Virtual Squirrels! The ambiguity on whether the squirrel in the video stems from old or next nature only makes things more interesting: Nature changes along with us, yet our struggle remains.
This post is part of a weekly series showcasing inspirational vector art. Although the series showcases vector art, some work might just be vector inspired, not created completely with vector art. If you have any art suggestions, feel free to comment! For more vector art inspiration, check out the Vectips Flickr Group.
Terra Mikronic by Pak_pandir
No boring bride and grooms toppers here! New Hampshire artist and ceramic teacher Megan Bogonovich makes small-scale porcelain sculptures that make unusual wedding cake toppers. While not for everyone these toppers are perfect for those with a more eclectic taste.
This wedding cake topper is the cat’s meow!
Every girl needs a strong squirrel in her life. Or, stand by your squirrel.
Part woman, part bird. Confused, us too. But it is beautiful. Not sure we’d want it on our cake though.
A small squirrel boy cherub. Screams sweetness and acid flashback all at once.
Via Tacky Weddings
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This made me laugh:
Melissa Brandts wasn’t trying to take a photo of this ground squirrel at Banff National Park. She’d set up the camera’s timer so that she’d have a nice picture of herself and her husband, with spectacular Lake Minnewanka in the background. She hadn’t counted on this ground squirrel hogging the foreground.Photo by Melissa Brandt, from the Your Shot Daily Dozen at National Geographic magazine
(via neatorama/via chrisglass)
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Prepare for the Kingdom of Animalia
enormouschampion is the wife and husband team of Jordan Provost (a photographer) and Jason Wong (a graphic designer). LivIng & working in Brooklyn, New York. They use post consumer waste recycled paper and friendly cleaning agents whenever possible to produce their line of assorted printed matter (greetings, occasions, correspondence, holiday, special messages…). They are always searching for more environmentally friendly materials to use in our products. Within our line, we try to change it up a bit, by working with other artists.
One of their latest lines are a range of wooden animal silhouettes called The Kingdom of Animalia.
Available in Walnut stain with painted edges or natural maple, these silhouettes are intended to be wall art/desk curios but not intended as children’s toys..
Soon to be available from their Etsy store are the whole range, from Moose to Squirrel and Elephant to Fawn, get two of each and make like Noah..
via sub studio
Another personal ICFF Highlight was to discover Donna Wilson’s playful creations, like the Cyril Squirrel.
We all need a Rainy Day Scarf.
London-based Studio Weave, in collaboration with MESH Partnership landscape architects, have recently won the competition for a public space in Blackburn town center as part of the International Landscape Competition, Pennine Lancashire Squared. Studio Weave’s entry was for a Secret Landscape Garden that the nearby buildings gather round as if around a picnic blanket.
Here is how the architects describe their proposal:
The site is a slightly unloved space to the rear of Blackburn’s Mall. It sits at the crux of a number of overlapping grids and has significant level changes that make it difficult to envisage as a formal civic space. So rather than remodeling into a compromised version of such a space, our approach was to celebrate its unique characteristics and encourage it to express it inherent nature: a gallant, flourishing landscape, shared between a gathering of buildings.
The landscape doesn’t profess to be a slice of natural countryside but grows out from the urban fabric taking in rationalized traffic and accommodating level changes and desire lines, all the while delicately framing views of Blackburn landmarks side by side with new follies. We designed the landscape by exploring the adventure of a boy who finds a mirror on the floor of the shopping centre. The mirror is based on the “Claude Glass,†an 18th century pocket mirror used by artists and tourists to capture picturesque views. In the mirror, the boy sees a secret landscape garden where the trees are enjoying their own versions of various playground games.
We worked with a book illustrator to develop the views and the personalities of different tree species to create a landscape garden full of journeys and adventures like a collection of incidents in archetypal stories, waiting to be discovered.
There was once a boy who found a pocket mirror on the floor of a shopping centre. It was small, quite plain, brownish-grey and oval. It opened and closed with a tiny gold clasp and tiny gold hinge. He opened it and peered inside.
The first time he looked into the mirror, the boy saw…
his own round brown eyes, his fluffy eyebrows, and his scruffy hair. As the mirror was so small, he couldn’t see much else, so he held it a bit further away. Now he could see the shopping centre behind him: bright glistening shops, people with bags walking back and forth on the shiny floor tiles, not quite slippy enough for a good slide. He snapped the mirror shut and examined the outside, wondering who it might belong to: probably some lady who used it to check her make-up, he thought. He looked around him, but nobody seemed to be looking for anything, so he opened it again, hoping for a clue that might lead to its safe return and possibly a reward for him?
The second time he looked into the mirror, the boy saw…
a very similar view to the first time. He held it over his shoulder so only a few wisps of his hair were in the image; mostly it was shopping centre, except, in the distance it looked as if there were trees growing between the shops. He checked behind him and everything seemed normal, but in the mirror, there was definitely grass and trees, and he even thought he could hear birds singing.
He walked slowly backwards and the trees became larger and larger until the whole mirror was filled with a green landscape with round plump hills, leafy trees, and soft dewy grass. He turned around to get a better look, but all he was faced with was the normal shopping centre. Confused, and a little excited, he turned back to the mirror.
The third time he looked into the mirror, the boy saw…
the landscape again, but this time, he noticed it wasn’t any ordinary landscape. Apart from it being an invisible landscape in a shopping centre, which was extraordinary enough, it looked very odd in other ways too. It was as if the trees had arranged their roots nicely into patterns. His sister had a dress with a very big skirt and whenever she wore it, to birthday parties or something, she would sit on the floor and spread the skirt out around her, smoothing it down and pretending to be a water lily. These trees reminded him of this.
He moved closer to get a better look. The patterns were very loopy and familiar. In fact, they were exactly like the doodles he sometimes drew in the margins of his exercise books: loops growing from loops growing from loops. In the back of his maths book, he had a looping doodle that filled the whole page, just like this. Had the trees been looking in his maths book? He went and sat down, (Where? On what?) then quickly got up again in surprise. Suddenly, he realised that he was in the landscape in real life! Had he gone through the mirror like Alice? It was still in his hand. Slowly, he brought it up to see.
The fourth time he looked into the mirror, the boy saw…
not the shopping centre, as he half expected, and slightly hoped, but a group of these doodling trees working together to make a big three dimensional doodle. It was made of the same doodling loops but much more complicated, with loops inside loops, and loops joined up to make bigger loops. All the loops together looked a bit like a sort of house. Still looking in the mirror, he walked slowly backwards again until he was very nearby, then reached one arm out behind him until he could feel the looping curls. He turned his head and there it really was.
There were five trees mingling their roots, making this structure together. He had an odd feeling that this was trees playing house. It reminded him of the playhouse in the school playground. There was a group of girls from his class that always played in it every break and when they had wet play they would sit together and draw pictures of the house, making improvements and arguing over whose drawings were the best. He supposed these trees were like those girls. He wondered if these trees wouldn’t let anyone else play, like those girls. He didn’t want to play house anyway, so decided to look in the mirror for a better game.
The fifth time he looked into the mirror, the boy saw…
A lake. He walked along a little path that followed the bank of the lake until he came to a small tree that was casting its doodles the short distance over a small stream. The boy knew and liked this game. He took a few steps back to get a good run up, then sprinted as fast as he could and jumped clear over the stream. Pleased with himself, he looked back at the little tree, half expecting some sort of cheer or something. But the tree paid no attention, so the boy continued along the path around the lake. Soon he came to a tree that was playing a similar game with two trees on the other side of the lake. The lake was quite wide at this point but the trees had managed to reach each other over it. The boy was impressed. He stepped gingerly onto the edge of the bridge made of doodles. It was firm and strong, so he walked onto it properly.
As he walked over the bridge, he brushed his hands along the loops. Some of them were very tight, presumably keeping the bridge in place. He was reminded of some other girls at school that liked to play cats cradle but he didn’t know how to play this properly with the girls so he didn’t expect he’d be able to play it with trees.
He continued his walk over the bridge towards a huge old tree that had decorated itself in grand trumpet-like flowers. There was one near the bottom that he thought would make a good seat, a throne even. He sat down and looked out at the view of all the trees playing their games with his doodles. He imagined he was the king of this weird and wonderful place.
After a while, the thought crept into his head that perhaps he ought to get back somehow. He didn’t know what time it was but he was supposed to meet his mum outside Boots at four o’clock. So long as he didn’t lose the mirror, he was sure he’d be able to come back next time they went shopping, so he stood up, turned around, and opened the mirror again.
The sixth time he looked into the mirror, the boy saw…
exactly the same view as he’d just been looking at with his own eyes. This was worrying. The mirror had always shown him something he couldn’t see in real life until he’d seen it in the mirror. He looked back and forth but it was definitely the same view. Inside the mirror it was a bit more like a postcard somehow, but it was basically the same. Was he stuck here?
Trying his best not to be frightened, he hurried along the path by the lake a bit then looked again: still the same. Almost running, he went further along and looked again: thankfully, this time it was different.
The seventh time he looked into the mirror, the boy saw…
round, firm, overlapping hills and a winding path squeezing between them. The view looked a lot like another one of his doodles. He had seen it on TV, on one of those art programmes that show you how to make pictures; how to draw a rolling hill landscape. First you draw the front hill in a curve in one quarter of the page, then the next behind that on the other side, then the next, then the next. Then you colour them all in, in darker greens nearer the back. Putting the mirror safely in his pocket, the boy hesitantly followed the winding path wondering what might be hiding behind the hills. After a moment he heard a scurrying behind him that made him jump. He spun around in time to see a squirrel dash up a tree. He realised he was behind the trees playing house. Feeling more secure, he took out the mirror again.
The eighth time he looked into the mirror, the boy saw…
the path he was walking along fork into two. The two prongs wound opposite ways around quite a steep hill. Around the middle of the hill, some older trees were knitting their roots together and pushing them uphill. At the top of the hill, the root-doodles all came together and shot up into the sky. He climbed up the hill. The roots had made a tall round tower with a circular hole in the middle and a staircase going up and up. Near the bottom were some arches, some big enough for him to fit through, others not. He climbed in through one of the bigger ones and started climbing up the staircase. He climbed and climbed but the top seemed impossibly far away and he was getting tired, so after a while he took out the mirror and arranged himself so he could look through the gaps in the looping roots at whatever was down below.
The ninth time he looked into the mirror, the boy saw…
that he was quite high up. Far down below he could see small little buildings looking up at him curiously, including a café he recognised. There was a square, with tiny tables and chairs arranged outside the café in one half, and grassy countryside with little trees like broccoli in the other half. The two halves blended gently into each other in the middle. He turned around to look at the mirror view in other directions but the mirror started to wiggle in his hands. Feeling unsteady, he looked down. It was a very long way. The mirror began to shake more violently. He grabbed the loops with one hand to stop himself from falling. The mirror shook harder and harder until he couldn’t keep hold of it with just one hand and then it whizzed up, up the tower, up into the sky, and disappeared.
Surprised, and shaking a little himself now, the boy looked around nervously. Everything was still there. He could see the trees with their doodle-games and he could see the café. He decided he’d better climb down and go to the café: then he’d know where he was.
Inside the café was a clock that read half past three. He still had half an hour before he needed to meet his mum so he searched in his pockets and found 97p. He used most of it to buy a big round cookie with Smarties on then went outside and sat at one of the tables. He looked at the blue Smartie in the middle of the round cookie on a round plate. He looked at the blue Smartie in the middle of the round cookie sitting on a round plate. He looked at the round plate on the square table on the paving stones. As he followed the paving stones with his eyes away from the café, they became greener. The moss growing between them became grass; the paving stones got further and further apart until there was only grass; the grass rose up into round hills; on top of the tallest hill was the tower with its stairs winding up and up. He could still see everything! Even without the mirror, even though he’d gone into the café and come back out again, it was all still there!
As he ate his cookie and admired the landscape, he imagined some new doodles. He squiggled a few on a napkin with a pencil stub before he could forget them: an obstacle course for playing marbles on and a tree house balanced on the tips of the top branches. Then he stuffed the napkins into his pocket, ate the last crumbs of his cookie and went off to meet his mum, his head full of brilliant ideas.
Images: Studio Weave
'squirrel' by meret oppenheim, 1969
image © meret oppenheim
courtesy national gallery of australia
'soft sculpture' exhibition currently on show at national gallery of australia looks at the ways artists use
unconventional materials to challenge the nature of sculpture. visitors will see works made from cloth,
rope, paper, hair, leather, rubber or vinyl. the objects may droop, ooze or splash. they are fluffy, squishy
or bent. they surround, suffocate and astonish and, in many cases, make us laugh.
it includes sculptures and installations by eva hesse, robert morris, claes oldenburg, robert rauschenberg,
joseph beuys and annette messager, and works by australian artists such as mikala dwyer, david jensz
and ricky swallow. the exhibition will run till 12 july 2009.
'ice bag – scale b' by claes oldenburg, 1971
image © claes oldenburg and coosje van bruggen
imagecourtesy national gallery of austraila
'sheep on a couch' by les kossatz, 1972-73
image © les kossatz
image
courtesy national gallery of austraila
'contingent' by eva hesse, 1969
image
courtesy the estate of eva hesse, galerie hauser & wirth, zürich
'soft alphabet' by claes oledenburg, 1978
image © claes oldenburg and coosje van bruggen
image
courtesy national gallery of australia
'bags' by lauren berkowitz, 1994
image © lauren berkowitz
photograph: john gollings
image
courtesy national gallery of austraila
'duck-rabbit problem' by kathy temin, 1991
image courtesy kathy temin
'the perfect drip' by nell, 1999
image courtesy of the artist and roslyn oxley9 gallery
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