NYC Timelapse Video

by brokenrecordbaby

This timelapse video is awesome. But now I am sad. I miss New York.

I miss the grimey subway with its plastic orange seats. I miss the Absolut Brooklyn graffiti ad on Bedford Avenue. Visiting Randolph in his restaurant. Union Square. The maze that is Central Park. Bagels that cost more than a pound but therefore taste better. Sundried tomato cream cheese. I miss the stiffling heat and the unbearable cold blasts of the aircons. I miss that people will approach you ever where and at anytime. I miss walking around in what seems to be a movie set. And I miss the non-usage of pourers when you ask for a drink. I miss leaving tips in the form of dollar bills.

But I’ll be back.

 

<p><a href=”http://vimeo.com/18554749″>NYC – Mindrelic Timelapse</a> from <a href=”http://vimeo.com/mindrelic”>Mindrelic</a&gt; on <a href=”http://vimeo.com”>Vimeo</a&gt;.</p>

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Robert Mapplethorpe

by brokenrecordbaby

The Alison Jaques Gallery in Central is currently holding a Robert Mapplethorpe exhibition curated by the Scissor Sisters. As I don’t really listen to the Scissor Sisters the fact they were curating didn’t really excite me but to be able to see Mapplethorpe’s work sure did. I wrote a huge paper on New York artists who helped raise AIDS awareness so I was pretty familiar with Mapplethorpe but had never seen his stuff in the flesh.

Mapplethorpe (b. New York, 1946, d. 1989) started off drawing and making collages. He was bezzies with Patti Smith. If anyone of you have read her autobiography¬†Just Kids you’ll know quite a lot about Mapplethorpe already. They met in a park while Patti was sleeping on a bench and they quickly became friends and lovers until Mapplethorpe came out of the closet. They both had great influence over each other and supported each other while they were struggling to find themselves, a place to call home and enough money to not starve in the relentlessly fast paced New York City of the 1970s and 80s. They lived in the infamous Chelsea Hotel, chilled out with Warhol and The Velvet Underground in Max’s Kansas City, a bar which acted as the cultural heart of the city.
Mapplethorpe was always super controversial with his photography displaying naked men, cocks, bull whips in bumholes (in which he was the subject) and people clad in S&M gear. Mapplethorpe even managed to capture flowers with an undertone of aggressiveness and promiscuity. I usually find it hard to look at artists from back in the day that were oh-so-shocking and understand why they were. Today, violence and sex is thrust in our face constantly so, you know, whatever, it’s a cock. Big deal. But I look at Mapplethorpe’s work and I can still get why it was shocking and why he turned out to be one of the most unforgettable artists of the 20th Century. What’s different about Mapplethorpe is that he didn’t take these images to shake us (his friends/subjects said this in interviews but you also get the drift when you look at his work yourself). He simply captured the environment around him: the male prostitutes he encountered in Times Square, the S&M bathhouses he went to and his fascination with the naked male body. He explored his life and his interests and sometimes the result was outrageous.
Well, I’m a big fan anyway and I think the Scissor Sisters did an amazing job in curating the exhibition. You’ve got Mapplethorpe’s photography, beautiful mirrored sculptures, random objects Mapplethorpe made, video installations (one with Patti Smtith) and a documentary interviewing Mapplethorpe, his subjects and other artists. On ’til the 19th of March so no excuse not to go!

Excerpt from Article "Have Modern Travelers Lost Their Way"

by brokenrecordbaby

Whenever I am in doubt if leaving London is a good idea or not…

 

“Though home is honored as an anchor of identity, there are also disturbing ways in which it can fix us unhelpfully to a version of ourselves we no longer wish to side with. The familiar curtains and pictures subtly insist that we shouldn’t change because they don’t, our well-known rooms can anaesthetise us from a more urgent, necessary relationship with particular questions. It may not be until we have moved across an ocean, until we are in a hotel room with peculiar new furniture and a view onto a motorway and a supermarket full of products we don’t recognize that we start to have the strength to probe at certain assumptions.”

From Alain de Botton’s article in The Wall Street Journal.