Naomi Grossman’s Seated Woman at the DUMBO Arts Festival

Seated Woman, 2010

The DUMBO Arts Festival 2010 was, as always, a chance to stroll around a cute neighborhood and see art in a stunning backdrop, but this past Saturday was a little low energy compared to last year. I did see some nice pieces like this wire sculpture by Naomi Grossman, a NYFA MARK Program Artist. I thought the pose of the sculpture very suggestive and loaded with emotion. On the wall behind there was more amorphic wire, and from the artist’s website I take it she does whole rooms of wire with furniture and people. I also love the delicacy of all the thin wires. It’s very akin to making graphite pencil lines in 3D.

Another shot with my terrible camera-Seated Woman

A Room of My Own

I signed the lease on an apartment last night! I plan to move in October 1. After 9 months of going from place to place, whether St. Maarten or Mexico or different sublets in New York City, I’m tired. I want a place of my own. And so it is with great relief that I am hiring movers to help me get my stuff out of storage and put it in this white box in Williamsburg, Brooklyn for a year.

But the question is: what to do with all those big white walls?
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Genius: Vegetable Heads ala Photoshop and Mannerism

Linnea’s Melonhead

As you can probably tell from my melonhead, I am the child prodigy of my Intro to Photoshop course I started last night. Last night’s assignment was to take all these different fruit and veggies and make them into a melonhead, in a file named–at my teacher’s insistence–“Linnea’s Melonhead.” Hmmm.

Obviously, I’m not good at all, which is why I am taking the course. If I was good, I would have found a way to split the kiwi mouth into upper and lower lip and turned them into animated gifs that moved up and down like he was talking.

In the great tradition of melon and other cruciferous heads, mine doesn’t rank next to these:

Summer by Giuseppe Archimboldo, as are those below

Autumn
Man in the Vegetables

I think Man in the Vegetables is probably my favorite of these bizarre works, with his sly peeping expression, but this angular, incredibly modern-seeming man of books is also amazing when you think that Arcimboldo painted it in 1566: