Monday, March 31, 2008

Fading Memory


When I see an enchanting piece of art I think of you: For truly what is art if it is not to remind me of you, of pain and remedy, both, I find in your eyes.

Each time I look at golden periods of art, following one another on the history charts – I like these charts, they make it easier to see ups and downs of our performances in this world – I think of you, your splendid mind and your fiery eyes.

I study these pages of often-tiresome history books only to find you and to keep you in my ever-fading memory. It is you I am searching for.


Color of the Earth, March 2008


Wednesday, March 26, 2008

On View in New York

Color Chart is an interesting exhibition on MOMA that covers the theoretical and aesthetic views on color in the works of artists from 1950 to today. The exhibition touches on the irony of color as an industrial readymade production in the hands of contemporary artists. The exhibition is on through May 12, 2008. You can see the online exhibition of the Color Chart, which displays some selected works from the exhibition, here.

Also a very tempting exhibition will be up on MOMA on Olafur Eliasson, a Danish artist famous for his atmospheric-landscape installations. Take Your Time will be on view from April 20 – June 30, 2008. Last fall I saw this exhibiting on SFMOMA (San Francisco Museum of Modern Art), and as its title truly suggests: take your time; don’t rush through it and then you will enjoy the installations and its surroundings.

And on MET: I am planing to go to Gustave Courbet’s exhibition. More than his paintings I like to see some 19th-century photographs that are on view in this exhibition. They are related to Curbet’s paintings and I can not wait to see the ones related to his nude works; Around 1860's Courbet painted a series of nude and erotic works that caused many controversies back then, that's why I like to see the photos.


Olafur Eliasson



Thursday, March 20, 2008

Happy Spring!

Happy New Year
Happy Norooz
Happy Spring
To
All Persians, Afghans, Tajiks, Turks, Azerbaijanies and Uzbeks,
And to all who celebrate Norooz and Spring

Haft Sin Table, March 2008


نوروز تان پیروز
هر روزتان نوروز



Tuesday, March 18, 2008

My Un-Monumental Days

I had a week full of headaches and sad news. I have still a pile of works for Norooz ahead of me. The Persian New Year always brings lots of excitement into any Iranian household. The spring-cleaning is perhaps the hardest task, but I regularly and frantically clean my house so I don’t have much of a problem there. The most nerve-breaking task of Norooz for me is growing sprouts or Sabzeh for the Haft Sin Table. Although for my table they have always turned out OK, I never really know when exactly to start to soak and grow my lentils for them to have the best shape at the New Year’s; this year, the new year will start at the early hours of Thursday, March 20th.

On Arts: Unmonumental will be on view up to March 23rd in the New Museum; so hurry up. As I mentioned on New Art, New Ideas, Unmonumental is an exhibition in four parts, all of them displaying works by contemporary artists. What I did not like about this exhibiting, in general, was the repetitiveness of the works in each category. This repetitiveness disturbed the shocking quality that many of these artists were aiming for, and it gave their works an unnecessary dullness which was especially apparent on the category of The Objects in the 21st Century.

The only work I enjoyed in that part was Claire Fontaine’s Passe-Partout, 2006; It consists of three sets of key-chains, each heavy with loads of keys and other small objects, hanging on the wall; each set of keys belongs to a specific place: Paris, New York and Chinatown. As heavy and full as my own key chain, the piece hit me the moment I touched my own key-chain in my pocket. Key chains really are the objects of the 21st century. Keys are clues, are answers; keys open the doors to our own homes; they let us access the most intimate properties we have; we feel lost without our keys; we are homeless without them.

The collage section of the exhibition was the most interesting part. While most works presented antiwar views of their creators, I was intrigued with a series of Film Portraits by John Stezaker, 2005. The Film Portraits were combinations of two different photos of two well-known film stars, usually a male and a female; this combination created a new third picture in which the person is neither of those stars, and it is not clear what is the gender of this newly born movie star; this ambiguity is very much the core of the film industry itself.

I am heading to New York tomorrow to visit some exhibitions and galleries. Also I meet with Jeerjeerak, my lovely friend, who is here in the Big Apple.


Film Portrait, John Stezaker, 2005


Friday, March 14, 2008

Maryam Khanoom!


Her silver shiny hair, her slim body and her proud smile; She had piercing eyes and a firm voice. She was borne a Qajar princess; she revolted against all her monarchal genes and became the Maryam Khanoom that I know.

Maryam Firouz passed away two days ago at her house in the north bound of Hafte Tir Square. Her loving body was urgently buried in a family cemetery. No ceremony was allowed. She was 95.