From My Inbox

Another installment of From My Inbox... Today we highlight art with some serious coolage. For reals everyone, the cool factor is high. One question: If a tree falls in the fridge and no one is around to hear it... can I still eat this cake? Helen Altman, Half-Life from Moody Gallery exhibition, 2011

Embrasse-moi, stupide: David Austen, Kiss Me Stupid, 2006


Incredible use of post-its, junk mail, and phone books! Hat tip to you, Joanna White:

Joanna White, clockwise from top: Peculiar Cases in Tidy Places VI, 2008; Choking, 2005; Is This the Ambush?, 2011; Detail of Worm, 2004

Top image: Ed Ruscha, Nice Hot Vegetables, 1976, from Richard Gray Gallery exhibition "Nice, Hot Vegetables: Ed Ruscha Works on Paper"

From My Inbox

More fab art from my inbox at work... this is just a sample of some pretty amaze exhibitions happening all over the world, from Australia to Paris to right here in lil' Denver. Belgian artist Wim Delvoye at the Museum of Old and New Art, December 10th - April 2nd 2012 for anyone in Australia


Nick Oberthaler at Galerie Thaddaeus Ropac in Paris, November 25th - January 7th (or should I say 25 Novembre au 7 Janvier)


Jaume Plensa at Richard Gray Gallery, November 16th - January 20th for our Chicago friends


Brent Godfrey at Translations Gallery, October 21st - November 26th here in Denver. Don't miss it, you!

(From My Inbox is a weekly series of fantabulous art Erin finds via mail and email. If you have some awesome art to share, send it ova!

From My Inbox

Every week I get a landslide of emails and letters at work about art openings and exhibitions. From My Inbox is a neat little series that highlights the coolest art stuff that comes across my desk each week. This week's artists seem to have one thing on the brain: da ladies... or just lady limbs... coming out of a giant seashell. Ummm it just got weird.

Eberhard Havekost, Beauty, 1997

Alex Katz, Sara Mearns (detail), 2011

Hannah Höch, Siebenmeilenstiefel, 1934


Do you know of any art that's:

- full of awesome

- considered gangster and/or gangsta

- fetch, fresh, OR fly

Then send it my way! It would make ARTSOCIAL so very happy.

Media Goes Back to the Land

Every summer or so I have the extreme fortune to spend a couple of weeks cell phone free in the Montana woods. Only recently did my husband's parents rig up the internet to stay in touch with somebody other than the moose at the salt lick. Unplugging impacts everybody in a different way it seems. Some get hives just thinking about the virtual landslide that becomes the untended email inbox. Others (myself included) prefer the "mark all as read" approach to any missive that floats in during a scheduled vacation.

I read a boatload during these off the grid adventures. This summer's list included A River Runs Through It, The Monkey Wrench Gang and The 100 Mile Diet - all inadvertently linked by advocacy for a meditative life or at the very least life lived with a hearty side of impact contemplation. I'm all for buying less tho am locked in mortal combat with my shoe collection and am embracing the evolution from struggling house plant lover to garden maven (see Mr. Stripey) And I know I'm not alone - so it got me thinking, what if media went back to the land?

What would this mean? Feel free to insert full double rainbow reference here. Can we approach our digital lives with the same thought we give our real lives... is there room for this sort of hybrid, would slow media offer a richer online experience or are we just asking to be sucked into the swirling data vortex? I think there's room...