Goya and the Office Chair

Filed under: Personal, Art — joy at 9:22 am on Monday, February 4, 2008

Now that Kyle and I have a mortgage, we have to be more frugal with how we spend our free time. So we are being more creative, picking activities that cost less but are oddly enriching in their variety. This weekend, for example, I made Spanakopita for the first time, went thrift store shopping in the rain, visited the San Jose Museum of Art, and had Indian buffet (among other things).

The art museum has long been one of my favorites in the Bay Area. It’s smaller, but more discriminating in what it displays. I find that the art they have there is often more relevant and interesting to me than art in other museums in the area.

This time, they had series of Picasso sketches and Goya etchings. The etchings were Goya at his creepiest. They are called Los Caprichos, a set of 80 etchings that are satires of the church, society, etc. Even though Goya made these etchings in 1799, they are still somewhat disturbing to look at what with the witches and goblins and decapitations and pedophilia and whatnot. This is, after all, the man who painted Saturn Devouring His Children. I thought they were fascinating. You could just stare and stare at each one. (However, I did have to raise an eyebrow at some of the parents who were showing these etchings to little children. Talk about the stuff of nightmares. Some art is for adults!)


Church in San Jose shot through an art museum window.

We also hit the thrift store jackpot this weekend. I got:


Three owl trivets


A fondue set


A $15 leather office chair

Also: A monkey bowl, a vintage casserole dish, a water timer for sprinklers, a scoop for the cat food, and a new (never worn) shirt. There’s something so satisfying in bargains.

Day Three: Santa Fe

Filed under: Travel, Art — joy at 3:45 pm on Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Quick Facts:

  • Distance traveled: 235 miles
  • Hotel: Garrett’s Desert Inn, which has a hotel shaped like a chile pepper
  • Number of Torrential Downpours: Two
  • Dinner: Ore House, featuring Southwestern fare
  • Souvenirs purchased: Two pretty bowls and a beaded barrette
  • Santa Fe was not at all how I imagined it would be. I don’t know what I was expecting–I think something like Sebastopol, only with more colors–but it looked different than I thought. Established in 1515 by Catholic Missionaries, it’s full of old churches and clay-colored adobes. It also has a charming downtown square with shops and art galleries.


    Adobe


    Santa Fe is an artist community and art is everywhere you look. For example, these trees had to come down, so someone carved statues in the trunks.

    One of the reasons I wanted to come to Santa Fe was to see the Georgia O’Keeffe Museum. We had some trouble finding the place and ended up walking down the wrong street. Then, suddenly, it was pouring rain. I was shocked–I had no idea it was about to rain. We fled and stood under the awning in a construction site. The rain passed quickly, but my shirt had turned see-through from the water.

    So there I was in downtown Santa Fe, walking along in my see-through blouse, holding a water bottle up in front of me so people couldn’t see my bra. Luckily, the sun had somehow re-appeared (??) so by the time we finally got to the Georgia O’Keeffe Museum, my shirt had mostly dried. However, the woman inside the museum told us they had shut down the exhibit to re-arrange things and we couldn’t go in. I almost started crying.


    Photo of Georgia O’Keeffe painting in the desert

    I comforted myself by buying some serving dishes in the gift shop and then going to the Museum of Fine Art, which had several O’Keefe paintings. Afterwards we walked around and looked at many other galleries.

    For dinner, we were sitting on the balcony of the Ore House people watching, when suddenly, like a crowd of Hell’s Angels roaring into town, another thunderhead blew over the town and it began to pour again. We retreated inside for dinner.

    Things I learned from Santa Fe:

    • There are many pretty flowers in the desert
    • Rain is completely unpredictable here
    • Southwestern-style clothes/art/jewelry looks tacky and strange outside of the Southwest, but makes perfect sense within the context of Santa Fe
    • I dislike most Southwestern things, except for the very expensive stuff
    • TV studios change commercials based on the area you’re in. Examples:
    • Pregnancy test ad:
      California: The most high-tech instrument you will ever pee on.

      New Mexico: The most high-tech instrument you will ever … um… you know…

      Government abstinence ad:
      California: Tell your child to wait to have sex

      New Mexico: Tell your child to wait until marriage to have sex.

    Tomorrow: Roswell … and beyond!

500 Years of Women’s Portraits

Filed under: Art — joy at 10:46 am on Thursday, May 31, 2007


Neat!

So Wrong It’s Right

Filed under: Movies and TV, Art — joy at 8:41 am on Friday, May 4, 2007

I loved Calvin and Hobbes as a child. I cut all the comics out of the paper and saved them in a tinbox, and somewhere I still have all the collections. I think Bill Waterson was brilliant and even today, I sometimes wonder what he is doing with himself.
Still, I cracked up when I saw Robot Chicken’s hilariously dark clip of this beloved childhood icon:

Unbranding Your House

Filed under: Read This, Politics, Art — joy at 10:52 am on Monday, February 26, 2007

I love what Keri Smith is doing over on her Wish Jar Journal. In considering the number of brand she uses in her daily life, she started covering up some of the products in her house with skins that she created herself. For example, here’s her toothpaste:


As she puts it:

I wanted to consider what my house might look like with no visable brand names on packaging. This got me thinking of various methods to have products blend into my environment in a fluid way, either by simulating something that I find aesthetically pleasing, or by somehow integrating them into my psyche (ie. making them practical or necessary.)

I really like this idea. It made me look around my own house and consider all the brands I look at on a daily basis without even realizing it. It’s amazing how integrated advertisements are in our lives. Most of us don’t even question their existence anymore. Anyway, I would love to no longer look at flashy headache-y brand advertisements on a daily basis. I even started copying Keri and printed out something to cover my Advil jar with, but then realized I was out of tape.

However! I will get some tape soon, and then, look out sneaky brands!

Other branded things Keri altered:


Her Cereal Box


Her Lotion, Mouthwash, and Soap


A Pack of Gum


Peanuts


Her Dish Soap