Mood of the day: Jane Atche – Job, 1896


Jane Atche - Job, 1896 (Lithograph in color, linen-backed)

Lithograph in color, linen-backed)


C.J. Chueca, where the walls have a name

What I love about Art, is whatever the subject you have in mind, there is always an artwork which will match perfectly your feelings or illustrate your life.
Today, the theme was going to be ‘decluttering’ and after filling big bags of various old clothes ready to give to Trade, I find this:

C.J. Chueca - Shoes in a trash bag, 2016

C.J. Chueca – Shoes in a trash bag, 2016 (Hand built ceramic)

This is visually close enough of what I have in my room right now, except this one is made of ceramic.

This curious artwork has been part of the artist’s solo show in New York called ‘Illuminations of Angie’ at the Y Gallery.

Installation view, C.J. Chueca at Y Gallery, New York, 2016

Installation view, C.J. Chueca at Y Gallery, New York, 2016

At first, the various walls and objects are not visually appealing, it looks dirty, unclean… but looking at it closer and reading its titles (walls are called ‘body’, objects got first names) you soon realise most of these are in fact portraits.
By this, her reproduction of a street landscape, that we all encounter in big cities, stop to be anonymous and tells a story full of humanity and not without humour.
As it to reveal the true nature of things, it only starts by giving it a name.

You can read here a great interview of the artist about her show.

All pictures copyright are from Artsy and Y Gallery.

C.J. Chueca - Body#4, 2014

C.J. Chueca – Body#4, 2014

C.J. Chueca - Kid, 2016

C.J. Chueca – Kid, 2016 (Hand Built Ceramics)

C.J. Chueca - Angie, 2015

C.J. Chueca – Angie, 2015 (Hand Built Ceramic)

C.J. Chueca - Pale body, 2016

C.J. Chueca – Pale body, 2016

C.J. Chueca - Jay, 2016

C.J. Chueca – Jay, 2016 (Hand Built Ceramic)

A French leave for a new start…

I quit my job last week and today is the first day where I don’t have to get up for a dreadful morning commute and doing useless tasks for other people.
I was a private PA, you see, and even if the money was good, this was not who I am and therefore left.

I am not sure yet how exactly I feel about it, but after several days of continuous stress, questions regarding my future, I do believe this is for the best.
Look, I am even writing again and feel better already.

How to know this was the right choice? I am in my flat, alone, everything is silent, writing on this laptop and… even if I have no idea how I will manage all this, I know deep inside that I am happier here and now, than working in this office for this (very!) wealthy and ridiculously intense couple.

so… let’s start this!

Art of the week: Dozier Bell, Departure, 2017

Dozier Bell - Departure, 2017

Dozier Bell, Departure, 2017