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I can't find a whole lot that's interesting from my usual sources this week, so I'm trying something new: Art Roulette! I'll pick an random city, Google its name next to the word "art," and choose something interesting from the results.This week, Cleveland! The Cleve; the Forest City; the butt of so many 30 Rock jokes. According to the Cleveland Plain Dealer (best newspaper name ever, by the way)

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My trusty Vulture feed informed me today that there is a three-year-old named Ruby Ellenby with her own gallery show in San Francisco (profiled here in the San Francisco Chronicle; above photo by Ms. Ellenby herself). And I screamed (internally, of course): Where is my frickin' gallery show? I'm 28! And my photos are so much better than hers!Also, my assessment is that these pictures could have

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The CBS Sunday Morning show: not just for old people anymore! This past Sunday, Mark Strassman profiled British "micro-sculptor" Willard Wigan, who makes art so tiny he once accidentally inhaled it. You can't see most of his art without a microscope. His pedestals are the eye of a needle or the head of a pin; his paintbrush is hair of a dead fly. Behold: Tiny Elvis! YES!!!

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Alexa Meade doesn't paint canvases. She paints real, live people to look like canvases. And while I think this is amazing and sooo unique, I gotta say that seeing this in person would scare the bejeezus out of me, especially if I just happened to run into this guy on the subway on my way to work:

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Hello, 2010! After skipping a year of life, I have officially quit grad school, and thus I am resuscitating my blog. (Now with less inane commentary! More posts that way!)With March comes Spring rain, pretty flowers, and potholes. And some British dude named Pete Dungey (who clearly needs to pay the Bay State roadways a visit) has been prettying up potholes with tiny guerilla gardens. Which,

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It's time to come clean: I'm an NPR junkie. I download "This American Life" podcasts and sing the Be-Bop-A-Re-Bop Rhubarb Pie song whenever I'm feeling out of sorts. My mornings begin with "The Writer's Almanac," and my work days often end with "All Things Considered." I own a tote bag. Okay, I own several.So this past Saturday, when "A Prairie Home Companion" was broadcast live from the

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As far as I can tell, Kanye has blogged about this just yet, so here goes:Something very exciting is happening in the world of dance. No, it's not Big Boi's collaboration with the Atlanta Ballet (though it definitely deserves an honorable mention). The Florida Marlins, whose stripped-down lineup (besides Hanley Ramirez) surely needs some cheerleading this year, have assembled a troupe of

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I've been trying to think of a good explanation for letting my blog lapse for the entire month of April. I was going to go with the requisite, "I'm a grad student. Blerrghh." But I use that excuse for everything. And the real reason (which I'll refer to simply as "personal issues") is too confessional for a blog about art. I could conveniently claim that I've been doing a bunch of academic

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And just like that, it's springtime in Boston. And yesterday was the perfect day for a pillow fight.March 22nd was International Pillow Fight Day, and thanks to urban playground group Banditos Misteriosos, an estimated 500 Bostonians gathered in Copley Square at 2pm and whacked each other with pillows. The rules were as follows: Before the fight begins, act natural. Bring a soft pillow. Don't

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This week's roundup of art news I happen to find interesting:-The Boston Ballet has announced that it is cutting nearly 20% of the dancers in its company. Times are tough, sure. I get that. But, boo. Just, boo.-Isaac thinks redneck sports in Maine are kind of like Dadaism. I think he has a point, but a true redneck would probably call him an "overeducated owta-stateah" and send him down the

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Neke Carson painted this portrait of his friend Andy Warhol in 1972, and "Page Six" reports that it's soon going on exhibit at the Warhol Museum in Pittsburgh, its first public showing in 28 years. It looks pretty common, right? Kind of lopsided and cartoonish, but a pretty accurate likeness nonetheless. Not especially subversive material for that particular moment in artistic culture. So why

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A Man's 6-Pack Can Serve as His Castle (NY Times)Besides being environmentally friendly, the Beer Can House in Houston, Texas may or may not be the coolest thing ever to result from one man's love of cheap beer. (Hint: it is.) The folk art monument, which opens to the public today, was the twenty-year-long project of late furniture upholsterer John Milkovisch. The house underwent a seven-year,

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George W. Bush has a favorite painting, W.H.D. Koerner's A Charge to Keep (1916), and it hangs prominently in the Oval Office. He claims to have acquired it after becoming a born-again Christian. But the painting doesn't depict what he thinks it does. I try not to be overtly political on these here pages out of respect for my Conservative readers (I think there are two of you?), but I just

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This recent article in the New York Observer officially begs the question: Great Muppity Odin, is there any kind of art Mikhail Baryshnikov doesn't do? Dancing, of course...then acting, and now guitar and photography? Apparently once he masters one art form, he simply moves on to another, all the while acting pleasantly self-deprecating about his abilities. As if he could fool us into

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I'm doing a lot of things lately that I've always wanted to do since moving to Boston, but never got around to until now. Like going ice skating on the Frog Pond, seeing a Red Sox-Yankees game at Fenway (April 13th, baby!), and going for a run on the Esplanade. Boston is a beautiful place, and living here makes me happy.But for a moment, I'd like to celebrate my city's ugliness. The Museum of

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Chinese-born artist Cai Guo-Qiang is having a mid-career retrospective, entitled "I Want To Believe," at the Guggenheim this month. I'll be honest, I've never actually heard of him before. But I have to say that his installation in the Frank Lloyd Wright rotunda is pretty much the coolest thing ever. It's a bunch of cars tumbling (well, suspended) down seven stories, stop motion

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If you're one of those very lucky people who has HBO, you should strongly consider turning on your TV tonight at 10pm and watching the TV premiere of The Gates. It follows artists Christo and Jeanne-Claude in their 26-year campaign to convince the City of New York to allow them to create a massive installation in Central Park, from their first request in 1979 to the realization of The Gates in

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Having TiVo-ed through the Oscars 24 hours after it aired (the only way to do it, in my opinion), I can only say this of the results: everything is as it should be. Jon Stewart was funny enough to earn himself another hosting gig next year. The Coen Brothers have taken up their rightful place in cinematic history (and are, appropriately, off to the races on another couple of comedies). Javier

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Two instances of bizarre breakings and enterings caught my attention recently. Apparently Whitey Bulger is the only person who can pull of a decent art theft these days.On Feb. 9th, three masked men walked into the E. G. Bührle Collection in Zurich and walked out with a Cézanne, a Degas, a van Gogh, and a Monet. That's it: they walked in, grabbed, the paintings, walked out, and sped off in a van

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I've been so busy reading old issues of Playboy magazine these past few days (for research, seriously!) that I completely forgot to celebrate the fact that the writer's strike is officially over, as of Tuesday night. While I'm not totally convinced the AMPTP aren't still a bunch of ugly fascist weasels, I'm going to allow myself to be optimistic about the future of screenwriting. So here are

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In my (relatively) new single life, I'm enjoying each day's exciting new possibilities and learning to love meeting new people and putting myself in unfamiliar social situations. And lately, I'm obsessed with this poem by Robert Browning, about the opera composer Baldassarre Galuppi and parties in eighteenth century Venice. So on Valentine's Day (or thereabouts), I'd like to post this poem as a

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Road song without a tuneCome ride with me, my darlingCome and watch the sun go downWe will leave this ghostly cityWe will leave this sorry townWe'll roll past this endless winterOver asphalt, under snowWe will flee the rest and ride out westAlong the Morse code of the roadYou're riding shotgun right beside meAnd that's just fine with me for nowBut I might take off next time we stopSo find

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I'm about to tip the topical balance of this blog decidedly in favor of the dance genre. But I'm ahead of my game for once, so I wanted to post that if you live in the Boston area, you ought to consider seeing Alvin Ailey American Dance Theater this weekend at the Wang. Tickets are a little bit pricey, but students can score $20 rush tickets (cash only) at the box office an hour and a half

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Sarah Jessica Parker is developing a new reality show where a dozen artists compete with one another in a series of creative challenges, Project Runway-style. Each week would require the contestants to create within a different medium: painting, sculpture, industrial art, interior design, etc. They would be judged by "the world's top art critics" (no word yet on who that includes). The winner

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University of Maine English professor Burt Hatlen passed away this past Monday at the age of 71. Anyone who's attended the University of Maine in the past forty years will remember him as a literary giant, a patient teacher, and an infinitely kind man. He was an accomplished scholar whose expertise was of that rare variety that spans many time periods, cultures, and media, from modern poetry to

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http://www.martin-munoz.com/On this beautiful snowy day in Boston, here's some appropriate art to ponder as I look out my window at the white blanket covering the city.Walter Martin and Paloma Muñoz make tiny, three-dimensional works of art and put them inside snow globes. Their current show, "Islands," is on view at P.P.O.W. in Chelsea through February 9th. Snow globes are typically purchased

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Mikhail Baryshnikov is an f'ing legend. There have been many dance superstars--your Gelseys, Rudy's, and Dame Margot's. My generation knows Suzanne Farrell because she was on Sesame Street. But Baryshnikov is that rare dancer who is also a household name. As a teenager, I used to rewind his Don Q and Le Corsaire scenes from The Turning Point over and over and over. And, okay, I'll admit it.

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This one's specifically for Zach. Consider it your welcome to blogging.The word "starchitect" is loaded with a lot of controversy these days. Often starchitect status is earned when an architect produces an influential body of work; just as often, it's the result of relentless self-promotion à la Frank Lloyd Wright. It's both a good and bad thing, in that it raises the profile of architectural

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Just one more gushy Joss post, and then I'll get back to writing about art for real, promise.Last Friday, December 14th, I attended the Boston TV Party, a.k.a. the rally on behalf of the Writer's Guild of America as they continue their strike. Organized by Jaime Paglia (Eureka), Rob Kutner (The Daily Show), and Mr. Joss Himself, the rally drew an unexpectedly large crowd for the day after an

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Back home for the holidays and suddenly faced with nothing to do, I'm blogging with renewed vigor. I've been stockpiling ideas for so long, I'll never get to most of them. But for once, I've decided to write about something timely: The Nutcracker.Any dancer, current or former, will tell you that their own hometown Nutcracker is the best. I am no exception. I danced in the Robinson Ballet's

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Okay, so I'm about a week late with this, but whatever.Joss Whedon, a.k.a. my feminist hero, is writing a new show. (Well, he's not writing it at the moment. There's a writer's strike. Which we should all support, by the way, regardless of how much TV we miss as a result. Greedy frickin' producers. See Joss's sign, above.) The show is called Dollhouse, and it sounds muy awesome. The gist

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Holy Fuck.I don't say that a lot. I try to to swear excessively. Not out of any sense of personal responsibility; I'm just a firm believer that overusing expletives will cause them to become less effective when they are truly necessary to make a point. So believe me when I plead for you to watch The Lives of Others immediately, if not sooner.I'm a bit late to the party, I know. The movie was

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Well, that was quite a long time to be away from my blog. Long enough that I almost considered leaving it alone for another year. Alas, procrastination beckons. Amusingly enough, I convinced myself re-enter the blogosphere [I hate that word] after musing about about Dunkin' Donuts Pumpkin Spice Coffee on my friend Julie's blog We Are Lumberjacks.Here's a brief update on the things I intended to

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Here are some things I'm planning to write about when I find the time:-Frank Gehry's potential archives sale to the highest bidding museum-"Quarryography" in Stonington, Maine by a Pilobolus founder-Meeting Bob Neuman-Prairie Home Companion at the Bangor Auditorium!Until that day,S

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Julie of We Are Lumberjacks recently sent me something awesome that turned me on to the Best of Craig's List series. Here's one I found that offers some very important etiquette tips for attending the ballet. It should serve as a cheat sheet for those of you who don't attend regularly, or who don't feel like you know how to act during a performance. I especially like the way the offending

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My computer and iTunes don't typically get along. They tend to crash each other. Normally, this is not an issue because I hate iTunes and have been able to find everything I want through open formats.However, I was reading B.J. Novak's MySpace blog the other day, and I came across something that I really want to listen to. So of course, it's only available for download through iTunes. When

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Even though I agree with the Times' opinion that Fox's So You Think You Can Dance is bad for the dance world, I continue to watch it because there's so little quality dancing on TV. I'll give them a couple of things: this is a far cry from Dancing with Celebrities or whatever. I don't think viewers truly know what they are seeing when Neil Haskell, for instance, does seven pirouettes or when

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This Art Is Your Art, This Art Is My ArtThe New York Times finally says what I've been saying for years now: the Smithsonian kind of sucks. It took a scandal for anyone influential to realize this, but I'm glad it's finally being acknowledged. At best, its museums and exhibits are uncontroversial diversions. At worst, they are propaganda. They tend to glaze over the most interesting (read:

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http://www.charitywines.com/It isn't really fair to call this art, but I want to frame it and put it on my wall because it makes me smile. (Though I suppose I could be Dadaist about it and decide it's art because I say it is.) I'm not really a wine person, but this ad makes me want to drink wine. I especially love Manny's expression. He's like a little kid saying, "look, Mom! Grapes!" Plus

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This isn't going to seem like it's about art at first, but I'll get around to it by the end.I was pretty tired when I got home tonight. It was actually kind of a hard day at work, made worse by the slow-moving line of tourist traffic I got stuck behind on the way home. So when the sun set and a brisk breeze started blowing down the cove and whisked away the humidity, it seemed like a perfect

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New Focus on a Forlorn Cleveland TowerI don't know the answer to this one. Marcel Breuer's 1971 Cleveland Trust Tower may be ugly. It may be poorly maintained. But that doesn't mean it should be torn down. Why do we prize 19th century architecture (and earlier) above all else? Well, that's obvious. Older architecture is simply prettier. There's nothing pretty about this building. But it

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Renowned Photographer Unveils Mural at Rest StopMy first thought when I heard about this was: leave it to Maine to take a $100,000 art appropriation and spend it on pictures of funny-looking dogs. But I've mulled over it for a while, and I've decided that this isn't entirely bad.First of all, the art is appropriate to the venue. At least the Maine Arts Commission has a sense of irony, and it

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News from Basra: Sunni Mosque Is Destroyed in Retaliation

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Climbing to the Upper Decks (Before They're Torn Down)I'm never happy when historic architecture gets destroyed, even when it belongs to the Yankees. Both Yankee Stadium and Shea Stadium are set to be torn down once their replacements are completed, and both new ballparks will feature more luxury seating and less room for bleacher bums. Even the Times' Ben Sisaro, a Yankees fan, appropriately

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…Except, it seems, the Museum of Modern Art. Much of its new Yoshio Taniguchi-designed building was conceived specifically with his work in mind. MOMA is showing “Richard Serra Sculpture: Forty Years” through September 10th.This is a bad idea for a couple of reasons. First of all, Richard Serra's art is oversized compared to everything else, and the gargantuan space MOMA created on the

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Two stories on the NBC Nightly News this evening caught my attention—first, the destruction of two minarets on a sacred Shiite mosque in Samarra, and second, the construction of the massive new U.S. Embassy in Baghdad.The destruction of the famous minarets on the sacred Al-Askari mosque (the "Golden Mosque") follows a prior attack that destroyed its massive golden dome in February 2006. (Note:

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She Calls It 'Phenomena.' Everyone Else Calls It Art.What an awesome job Felice Frankel has. It's too bad nobody buys her stuff (though I'll bet she'll get a few interested people after being featured in the NY Times). Probably people think her work makes better desktop wallpaper than wall art. I'd love to be appointed the artist in residence for something random, like a science department,

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The Dance of the Final Bow Four of the world's best ballerinas a retiring at the end of this season. I used to idolize these women when I was a kid, and it's sort of sad (though I suppose a natural fact of a dancer's life) that they're retiring. I've seen one of them dance in person (I'm pretty sure Alessandra Ferri came to the MCA on tour sometime in the early '90s) and one on video (Kyra

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Figured I'd put in a pitch for my boss, who photographs the Maine landscape. This one's called Mistake Island, Moose Peak Light Panorama.http://www.jackledbetterphotography.comThese are not your typical tourist images. Jack's photos of Mount Desert Island and the surrounding area are large, full-color, highly detailed Cibachrome and Fuji Flex prints. He photographs like Ansel Adams used to,

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http://www.martinfirrell.com/supersecretthingy.htmlI heard about this project some time ago, but the details were just released a few days ago. The actual title of the work is Hero: the future of gods, icons and heroes, and what's on the web site is just a preview of a larger public art project to be shown sometime later, likely in London. (Martin Firrell works exclusively in London. I'm not

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The Museum of Fine Arts in Boston is exhibiting a collection of Edward Hopper paintings and prints until August 19th. However, it costs upwards of $20 for a single ticket (even with the student discount).I'm going to be a bad art historian for a moment. Personally, I'm not one of those people who insists you need to see a work of art in person in order to understand it. Certainly it's helpful to

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Hi there! I'm bored this summer, and I like to read and write about art, so I figured I'd share. I'll cover old art, new art, architecture, landscapes, performance art, art news, and anything else I feel like writing about. Your contributions and thoughts are always welcome!

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