Wura-Natasha Ogunji
Will I still carry water when I am a dead woman?
2013
Images: Ema Edosio
(Source: wuraogunji.com)
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Zachary Fabri, Forget me not, as my tether is clipped, 2012
Creative Growth is a new segment on the @i_am_Other Youtube Channel.
This video features an intimate portrait of outsider artist/comic Gerone Spruill.
(Source: hyperallergic.com)
Planning your Frieze weekend?
This Saturday, 5/11!
Work Space Harlem Open Studios
Saturday, May 11, 4 - 9pm
2340 Fifth Avenue (between 141 and 142)
New York, NY 10037
Directions: 3 train express to 145th // bus M102
Photographed by Sofia Sanchez and Mauro Mongiello, and styled by Samuel François
Model not identified.
Lula #16 from the Modcloth blog via Art Department
(via ohhsequin)
The Dancehall Meets the Sound Installation for Some “Hard Love”
Warrior Queen in “P.A./Hard Love” at the Kitchen
Stanley Whitney, “Other Colors I Forget (2012), oil on linen, 72 x 72 inches (all Whitney images courtesy Team Gallery and the artist)
HURRpoem Analysis
There was something balletic about the way the ratchet strap was flung over his back as he hung the words on his body. The notion of attaching language to you connects somewhat to the tattooed culture. As Chukwuma Agubokwu biked down a hill with three dimensional cardboard letters on his back, his body addressed poetry being apart of us on a new plateau. Watching him ride on with the words made them stay with us, and linger on long after.
Chukwuma performed HURRPoem in front of the D.C. Barber Center. It was language in motion! The poem was created in the process of performance. (Ironic note: the artist cuts his own hair…)The poem created through the riding experience is “Left hurt in hurr so hurr no hurr.” The no hung off the shoulder for a moment, then letters crashed to the ground. Finally he ripped the letters apart and the language dissolved. HURRPoem was pain performed, in a sense. All that was left in the end was HURR, and the rest Chukwuma ripped to shreds. HURR is kept (anyone catch the double entendre?) Then, he bent over and carried HURR on his back, like a saved body. Like HURR savior, he then carried her away on hike. He became the hero personified in that ride. Next, he poured waters on the cardboard letters, as if putting out the fire or adding to the destruction of language. In the end though, even HURR is left in the pile—unsalvageable.
(via chukwumaa)
[ANTHEM of #freeblackgirlnation]
Q.U.E.E.N by #blackgirlvisionaries Janelle Monae & Erykah Badu
“We rising up now, you gotta deal, you gotta cope/Electric Ladies will you sleep or will you preach?”
(Source: blackgirlrevolution, via basedandbiased)
Senga Nengudi & Maren Hassinger
Performance Piece, 1978
“We would find any place we could to create anything we could.”
— Senga Negudi on art making early in her career.
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