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God is a platinum contact lense, and a cactus (50/50)

Jeanne-Salome Rochat — Mon, 26 Mar 2012 18:32:25 +0000

On Sunday morning in Berlin, in collaboration with the Freie Universität, I attended a strange event.
On the basis of John Cage’s scores Branches (for amplified plant sounds and 4 performers, 1976) and Inlets (for water-filled conch shells and 3 performers, 1977), several artists created their respective instruments and performed for hours in a massive greenhouse. Those “instruments” were plants, preferably cacti, which were touched, plucked and “played”, as well as water-filled conch shells of different sizes, tipped in order to produce gurgling sounds.

MR KILBY

Reba Maybury — Mon, 20 Feb 2012 14:45:52 +0000

Glen Kilby is the father of Jordan and Caleb Kilby, better known as Thomas Hooper’s identically tattooed brothers. Tattooing has existed in the Kilby family for over three generations as sort of family tradition. Glen, his cousin and brother collected tattoos in their youth and now in the last couple of years Glen has gone on to embrace it in a whole new way. Here he tells us about his love and experiences of tattooing over the last thirty years.

Can you tell me about the first tattoo you got, where you got it and how old you were?

I got my first tattoo when I was fifteen years old in a little house in Saint Leonard’s which is in the other end of Hastings in East Sussex. This place was in a tiny little room in the tattooers home, me and my friends would all go on a Saturday afternoon. His name was Derrick Dellar and he tattooed all of my tattoos from my younger days.

My first tattoo was of a shark, and it was about the size of a goldfish and that’s just above the back of my hand. This was roughly about 1968. I would go with my cousin, and he would get the same as me. The style of tattoos I was getting then were traditional flash style. It’s all I ever knew about so I didn’t have anything to compare them too.

Tell me about the tattoos your Father had.

He has something similar to me and my cousin which was a flying serpent. He had a couple of others but the one I remember the best was of a half naked woman tied up to a stump of a tree with her arms behind her, underneath it was written ‘Daphne’. None of us ever found out who Daphne was. She must have been a woman he met before my Mother. He got all of these tattoos while he was serving in the Navy during World War Two. Him and my uncle were in the Navy together and they both got the flying serpent there.

My mother in law, Marlene had tattoos I can remember that she had a rose. She also had a memorial tattoo for her brother with a cross on her arm which she would have got in the early 1950′s. She lived in Hull around that time so she would have got them there.

How many tattoos did you roughly get when you were younger?

About eight… I did tattoo myself once though. Myself, my brother, my cousin and friend one night bought some Indian ink and pins and scratched the word love into our knuckles and rubbed the ink in on our left hands. We were all sitting around the table doing it and by the end of the night out fingers looked like sausages. Most of it stayed in and you could make out what it said up to twenty years later. So I suppose I got nine tattoos then. I recently had that covered up with HOLD FAST though.

After that you stopped for thirty years or so. Then started again when your sons Jordan and Caleb started to get tattooed. What made you want to start getting tattooed again?

Since I stopped getting tattooed in the late 60′s tattooing has changed completely. There was a lot more detail within designs and there seemed to be a lot more variety in subjects. How it’s all changed is quite amazing really but I suppose those styles never really interested me.

The boys dared me to get a tattoo and when I said I would I think they were very surprised. So they took me off to London to get tattooed by Thomas Hooper. I got a pair of shaking hands on my forearm with ‘Pals Forever‘ written around it. My sons have the same piece on their elbow, its a lovely tattoo. After that its become addictive, that was five or six years ago.

What did you think when your sons started to get tattoos?

At first I was shocked at how many they were getting. But I could never deny how excellent they were, I mean Thomas Hooper has done them all! If you are going to get tattooed you are going to want to get good ones so I think Jordan and Caleb are very lucky in that respect.

Since you have started getting tattooed again can you tell me who has tattooed you?

I started going to Frith Street and the first person who tattooed me there was Thomas Hooper. I went from him to Emiliano Liberatori he did a few of tattoos on me. Valerie Vargas gave me Ben Corday’s Annie Oakley on my back as well as the snake around my neck and others. Tim Hendricks had a guest spot a Frith a put a diving woman down the inside of my arm. Since then my son Caleb graduated from art school and has been tattooing. So now I have the luxury of being tattooed at my own home and I absolutely love it.

Flash tattooing to me is ageless. It can’t go in or out of fashion, they all tell stories and have meanings. Although I admire and respect a lot of modern tattooing I couldn’t say it was timeless. Where traditional flash tattooing has proved the test of time and will continue to.

Is there any apparent reason behind the fact that sets of brothers in your family have matching tattoos?

My Dad and his brother had matching tattoos because of them serving in the war together. So it seemed natural for me and my brother to do the same as we were close friends. As for Jordan and Caleb how they have gone about it is far more extreme but it was never planned as that deliberate outcome. Since childhood they were all ways very close and I think they both just loved the tattoos that either of them got! I have my Grandfathers name tattooed on me and the boys have their Grandfathers name tattooed on them. I also have my sons name’s tattooed above my hands. As for my son’s they have the words ‘Mother’, ‘Father’ and ‘Sister‘ tattooed on them as well as their Grandmother’s initials.

Do you think you’ll keep on getting tattooed?

I’m going to cover up any space that I have left. I keep on spotting new spaces that can be filled. I find myself looking through my son’s tattoo books and putting aside ones that I want. I do love them and I really do feel privileged by the people who have tattooed me. As far as I’m concerned as long as I’m around I’m going to carry on getting tattooed. \n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n

Images by Reba Maybury

H E E L

Maxime Buchi — Mon, 30 Jan 2012 23:32:00 +0000

it seems our dear Maxime Ballesteros has a thing for heels. As much as we do? <3

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Miami c’est fini

Maxime Buchi — Tue, 03 Jan 2012 18:00:47 +0000

last images of Miami.

NICOLAS PARTY

Our dear, old friend Nicolas Party (incidentally, brother of Ian Party) is represented by The Modern Institute, in Glasgow. It is always so nice to see someone you grew up with and shared so many ideas with make it “this high” in the artistic food-chain. We are very proud of him. And obviously, big fans of his art!

“Complementary Colors Face-to-Face”, by Richard Jackson

VIVIANE SASSEN

RYAN McGINLEY

Ushio Shinohara
Boxing Painting
2010
oil on canvas
143 x 87 cm (56 x 34 inches)

ZANELE MUHOLI

Efithis Patsourakis
Horizon #4
2011
Found oil paintings of amateur painters on canvas, 4 pieces
307 x 71 cm
Eleni Koroneou Gallery

Wolfgang Tillmans

Alexandra Bircken

ANONYMOUS
(photography my myself :P )

CRACK BASEL MIAMI

Maxime Buchi — Wed, 28 Dec 2011 22:19:22 +0000

http://www.artbaselmiamibeach.com/

… as re-named by Chad Muska after 4 days of total debauchery

Kehinde Wiley
Houdon Paul-Louis
2011
Bronze with polished stone base
34 x 26 x 19 in (86,4 x 66,0 x 48,3 cm)
Ed 1/3 (2AP)
Roberts & Tilton

Senga Nengudi
R.S.V.P. Reverie-G
1977/2011
Nylon mesh, sand
68 x 24 inches
172,7 x 61 cm
Tilton Gallery

Jumana Manna
Resting Flag
2011
rusted water pipe, pigmented silicon, leather, string, pink marble
Dimensions variable

Hans Bellmer

Oscar Tuazon
Alloy (For Steve Baer)
2011
20 hax nuts, assembled and welded into a sphere, steel
diameter 7″, 13.7lb (diameter 18cm, 6,2kg)
Ed 45/XX, signed and numbered certificate
Parkett 89

Sam Durant
There’s Still A War Going On
2007
mirror and spray enamel, mounted on plywood, and digital print
200 x 130 x 2,5 cm / 78 3/4 x 51 1/8 x 1 in
unique
Sadie Coles

(Art Basel) Miami

Maxime Buchi — Fri, 23 Dec 2011 04:05:12 +0000

A post with no comment. Some art, dome don’t.

Dzine
People of the Nal (Sain)
2011
Resin, customized vintage jewellery, Swarovski crystals, leaf on wood panel 24kt gold
70 x 70 inches (177,8 x 177,8 cm)

So basically, Miami

Maxime Buchi — Tue, 20 Dec 2011 22:23:28 +0000

This is the (almost) first post of a series on and about my visit to the Miami Art Basel fair. It took me a while to process all the images but even more time to process the experience to tell the truth. Do not expect a very coherent report, but more like a series of impressions. First of all I wish to thank the people I hung out with and who basically made this stay so f****n awesome. Among others and in no particular order: Dani Smith, Harif Guzman, Chad Muska, Angel, Lauren Devine, Mike Nouveau, Ashley, Nicole, Valissa, Adrienne, Mira, Adrien Sauvage, Jessica Silverman, Franklin, Fabiola Beracase, Hannah Warner, Jack Dononghue and obviously, the usual Liam Sparkes and Danny Fox.

Now let me start with an overall impression and I’ll get more specific as I keep posting: I arrived on the Wednesday. Went directly to the Salem show at the Delano (Hosted by the Hole). Caught up with Fabiola (first and last time I saw her of the week!), watched the show, then went to see Harif and Dani at the Soho house. I slept in a derelict room of the Shelborn Hotel and still made it to the fair on the next day though. Liam and Danny had not arrived yet. I saw a lot of very beautiful things things and basically from there onwards, everything is a big misty chaos of memories.

S♠LEM

A R T B A S E L

Olafur Eliasson
Your plural view
2011
mirror, stainless steel, aluminium
78 1/2 x 76 x 74 inches; 199.4 x 193 x 188 cm

Tomas Saraceno
As yet untitled (3+5 module makrolon cloud)
2011
acrylic, polyester rope, acylic hardware
cloud of 3/ 43 1/4 x 37 1/2 x 25 1/2 inches; 110x 95 x 65 cm
cloud of 5: 57 x 45 1/4 x 43 1/4 inches; 145 x 115 x 110 cm

Kumie Tsuda
Walking and memorizing (Echo Park)
2011
ceramic
176 x 173 x h. 19 cm
Tomio Koyama Gallery

MYTHS

Maxime Buchi — Sat, 22 Oct 2011 18:16:53 +0000

Two quick pics taken at the MYTHS opening at ANNROY gallery. Featuring our home girl Dani Smith. Go check it out!

color tattoo book

Maxime Buchi — Sun, 26 Jun 2011 14:21:47 +0000

Yesterday we attended to the launch of Colour Tattoos @ Sacred Tattoo gallery, NY

Kafka’s Monkey

Eugenia Lapteva — Mon, 06 Jun 2011 07:04:18 +0000

Fellow culture vultures in London: if ever I were to be faced with the difficult task of having to recommend a single act of artistic brilliance from 2011 it would without a doubt be the extraordinary play based on Franz Kafka’s short story ‘A Report to an Academy’, namely Kafka’s Monkey. With utter wholeheartedness and intelligence, actress Kathryn Hunter portrays the desperate fate of an imprisoned ape forced into the chains of humanity. Kafka’s philosophical amplitude and narrational craftsmanship are skillfully adapted into a touching piece of theatrical genius.
Showing until 11 June at the Young Vic.

Up until then I had had so many ways out, and now I no longer had one. I was tied down. If they had nailed me down, my freedom to move would not have been any less. And why? If you scratch raw the flesh between your toes, you won’t find the reason. If you press your back against the bars of the cage until it almost slices you in two, you won’t find the answer. I had no way out, but I had to come up with one for myself. For without that I could not live. Always in front of that crate wall—I would inevitably have died a miserable death. But according to Hagenbeck, apes belong at the crate wall—well, that meant I would cease being an ape. A clear and beautiful train of thought, which I must have planned somehow with my belly, since apes think with their bellies.

I’m worried that people do not understand precisely what I mean by a way out. I use the word in its most common and fullest sense. I am deliberately not saying freedom. I do not mean this great feeling of freedom on all sides. As an ape, I perhaps recognized it, and I have met human beings who yearn for it. But as far as I am concerned, I did not demand freedom either then or today. Incidentally, among human beings people all too often are deceived by freedom. And since freedom is reckoned among the most sublime feelings, the corresponding disappointment is also among the most sublime. In the variety shows, before my entrance, I have often watched a pair of artists busy on trapezes high up in the roof. They swung themselves, they rocked back and forth, they jumped, they hung in each other’s arms, one held the other by clenching the hair with his teeth. “That, too, is human freedom,” I thought, “self-controlled movement.” What a mockery of sacred nature! At such a sight, no structure would stand up to the laughter of the apes.

No, I didn’t want freedom. Only a way out—to the right or left or anywhere at all. I made no other demands, even if the way out should also be only an illusion. The demand was small; the disappointment would not be any greater—to move on further, to move on further! Only not to stand still with arms raised, pressed again a crate wall. (Excerpt from ‘A Report to an Academy’)

pretty pretty

Jeanne-Salome Rochat — Mon, 30 May 2011 09:14:58 +0000

sa ligne

Jeanne-Salome Rochat — Sun, 22 May 2011 18:42:00 +0000

FUZI UV TPK Ma Ligne

Photographs and texts: FUZI
Concept, design: Jean Angelats, Simon Haenni, David Keshavjee: Maximage
Editing: Andreas Koller

Hardcover, 135 pages
120 color images16 x 23 cm
Edition Patrick Frey, Nº 98, 1st edition 2011

BUY UT HERE & NOW

Claudia de Sabe x Eastpack

Maxime Buchi — Mon, 14 Mar 2011 13:09:01 +0000

Last week I had the pleasure to attend to a little exhibition of paintings of my old friend Claudia. The exhibit took place at the Eastpack flagship store on Carnaby street. I also bumped into the entire Jolie Rouge London crew.

Attending there was also an other old freind, legendary tattoo Artist Alex Reinke aka Hori Kitsune, hanging out here with my sister Jeanne Büchi and Her Husband Alejandro.

san francisco dementia

Maxime Buchi — Mon, 07 Feb 2011 23:50:03 +0000

The Followers

Ben Perdue — Tue, 01 Feb 2011 08:00:53 +0000

Reproduction of a Peruvian burial wall (nichos) by artist Ximena Garrido-Lecca – showing at the Saatchi Gallery in Newspeak: British Art Now Part II. Wandering around I also found four pieces by old SB friend and contributor Maurizio Anzeri.