Patti Warashina’s Kilns series subversively undermined the macho “cult of the kiln:” a phrase used to coin the sexist culture that surrounded kiln-building during the mid-twentieth century. As a ceramics student at the University of Washington, Warashina observed that kiln-building lessons were directed towards men, while surface decoration was the jurisdiction of women. Continue reading Modern Art Monday Presents: Patti Warashina, Gold Finger
I tell you, it does not ever get boring looking for fucked up shit to photograph for this blog, because it is everywhere. I saw this baby head sculpture with a seed pod body — and actually, if you look below, there are two of them — at the Into the Wild exhibit at Art Now NY Gallery on West 28th Street. And now it cannot be unseen.
My friend Diane (a.k.a.”Diaaahhne!”) took these fun photos of an Ice Head Sculpture sitting atop a parking meter near 5th Avenue between 96th and 97th Streets in Manhattan. I’m sure it was once malleable snow, but the consistently frigid temperatures that we have been enjoying just lately have turned it to solid ice. Kinda creepy.