Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Monday, June 23, 2008
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Friday, June 06, 2008
já podem ver qual a sugestão deste mês da agenda cultural n'a página
"Blood on Paper: The art of the book", no V&A em londres.
ficha 3 do projecto INCOMODIDADES (fichas para uma memória futura de uma agenda artística possível),em colaboração com o jornalista Júlio Roldão no jornal "A Página" da educação (pág.13).
http://www.apagina.pt/EdiPDF/aPagina179Jul2008.pdf
ficha 3 do projecto INCOMODIDADES (fichas para uma memória futura de uma agenda artística possível),em colaboração com o jornalista Júlio Roldão no jornal "A Página" da educação (pág.13).
http://www.apagina.pt/EdiPDF/aPagina179Jul2008.pdf
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
I could watch that one over and over and over again...
Several years ago this woman found a sick, malnourished lion cub in the jungle.She took the cub home and fed him and brought him up until he was too big to keep anymore.
She then made arrangements with a zoo in Colombia to take the lion.
Here's a video of what happened when she went to visit him in the zoo for the first time…
http://www.telestereo.com/Archivos/video.html
Our task must be to free ourselves-by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and it's beauty.'~Albert Einstein
document.
She then made arrangements with a zoo in Colombia to take the lion.
Here's a video of what happened when she went to visit him in the zoo for the first time…
http://www.telestereo.com/Archivos/video.html
Our task must be to free ourselves-by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and it's beauty.'~Albert Einstein
document.
"Un élan de sublimation" de Vieira da Silva, na Fundação ASVS
ficha 2 do projecto INCOMODIDADES (fichas para uma memória futura de uma agenda artística possível),em colaboração com o jornalista Júlio Roldão no jornal "A Página" da educação (pág.13).
http://www.apagina.pt/EdiPDF/aPagina178Mai2008.pdf
http://www.apagina.pt/EdiPDF/aPagina178Mai2008.pdf
Friday, May 23, 2008
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Saturday, May 10, 2008
::Biography::
Ana Efe born in Porto, 1972. Lives and works at Porto and London. Is a multidisciplinary artist whom has been developing work in installation, photography, video and painting, in where approaches the theme affection versus reason. Studied sculpture at Faculdade de belas Artes da Universidade do Porto, Portugal and at Coventry University of Art and Design, United Kingdom. Recently finished a master at Central Saint Martins College of Art and Design, London. Exhibits since 1997 in Portugal, United Kingdom, Spain, France, Italy and Austria.
The representation of “Roots of love” took me to the transference process between me and the other
represented by the nourishing, nurturing process of onion sprouting and the way we handle with feelings, with love. The way I am taking care of them, I need to feed them with sun and water as someone who is in love and tries to give more of him to the other, so that in a mutual process of giving and taking the love lasts in time.
The factor time here acquires a very important role as well, the onions will start rooting and the smell of them will change from pleasant to repulsive. The smell is not just a detail. Smell as synonymous of presence. Every time I enter into my studio space I can feel the presence of my onions installation.
The work developed in a performative way. “Roots of love-Tear us apart” is a video where I took the principal character in the role. I was the one who was going to cry as when Roland Barthes makes reference to the amorous suffering, to the volubility. The presence of the other in me. Onions have been chosen by their presence, their intrusive and abusive smell. I started to record myself eating onions, one after the other, till I started crying. 54 seconds, the time a tear took from my eye to my mouth was the duration of the video. Their presence stayed in my body for two days. All my body had the onions’ smell. My breath, my flesh, my fluids.
“Weep” is based in all previous process.
Weep: verb to cry tears; verb (of an injury) to produce liquid such as pus;
To weep buckets: informal to cry a lot.
It was made with putrefied onions, the state of decay of a relation. The end of all process. Once again the smell invaded the space in a very unpleasant way. Once again my flesh took a day to get rid of the smell, just because I had to touch them while I was filming.
Ana Efe born in Porto, 1972. Lives and works at Porto and London. Is a multidisciplinary artist whom has been developing work in installation, photography, video and painting, in where approaches the theme affection versus reason. Studied sculpture at Faculdade de belas Artes da Universidade do Porto, Portugal and at Coventry University of Art and Design, United Kingdom. Recently finished a master at Central Saint Martins College of Art and Design, London. Exhibits since 1997 in Portugal, United Kingdom, Spain, France, Italy and Austria.
The representation of “Roots of love” took me to the transference process between me and the other
represented by the nourishing, nurturing process of onion sprouting and the way we handle with feelings, with love. The way I am taking care of them, I need to feed them with sun and water as someone who is in love and tries to give more of him to the other, so that in a mutual process of giving and taking the love lasts in time.
The factor time here acquires a very important role as well, the onions will start rooting and the smell of them will change from pleasant to repulsive. The smell is not just a detail. Smell as synonymous of presence. Every time I enter into my studio space I can feel the presence of my onions installation.
The work developed in a performative way. “Roots of love-Tear us apart” is a video where I took the principal character in the role. I was the one who was going to cry as when Roland Barthes makes reference to the amorous suffering, to the volubility. The presence of the other in me. Onions have been chosen by their presence, their intrusive and abusive smell. I started to record myself eating onions, one after the other, till I started crying. 54 seconds, the time a tear took from my eye to my mouth was the duration of the video. Their presence stayed in my body for two days. All my body had the onions’ smell. My breath, my flesh, my fluids.
“Weep” is based in all previous process.
Weep: verb to cry tears; verb (of an injury) to produce liquid such as pus;
To weep buckets: informal to cry a lot.
It was made with putrefied onions, the state of decay of a relation. The end of all process. Once again the smell invaded the space in a very unpleasant way. Once again my flesh took a day to get rid of the smell, just because I had to touch them while I was filming.
Thursday, May 08, 2008
Vienna
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