last chance: Banksy Pet Shop

If you have a chance head to: 89 7th Avenue between West 4th and Bleeker Street in the West Village of New York City to see Banksy's pet shop creation. My co-worker saw it yesterday and said it is awesome. just from the images posted on the Wooster Collective blog- I am intrigued.

I cannot make it into nyc in time (it closes this week)- but i will be there in spirit. You can read all about Banksy's Pet Shop here on the wonderful Wooster Collective blog.


artist highlight

Matt Siber's work is amazing. These images help us to understand how the landscape is used to express power & control. By removing the often overwhelming amount of text, Siber has forced us to recognize how much of an impact it has on the way we see and interpret the world.

In addition, these logos- which are floating in space like a religious icon- have been transformed and appear alien-like.

You can bid on one of his photographs at the Photographic Resource Center Auction. Check it out here.

light breaks...

Light breaks where no sun shines;
Where no sea runs, the waters of the heart
Push in their tides;
And, broken ghosts with glowworms in their heads,
The things of light
File through the flesh where no flesh decks the bones.

A candle in the thighs
Warms youth and seed and burns the seeds of age;
Where no seed stirs,
The fruit of man unwrinkles in the stars,
Bright as a fig;
Where no wax is, the candle shows its hairs.

Dawn breaks behind the eyes;
From poles of skull and toe the windy blood
Slides like a sea;
Nor fenced, nor staked, the gushers of the sky
Spout to the rod
Divining in a smile the oil of tears.

Night in the sockets rounds,
Like some pitch moon, the limit of the globes;
Day lights the bone;
Where no cold is, the skinning gales unpin
The winter's robes;
The film of spring is hanging from the lids.

Light breaks on secret lots,
On tips of thought where thoughts smell in the rain;
When logics die,
The secret of the soil grows through the eye,
And blood jumps in the sun;
Above the waste allotments the dawn halts.

-Dylan Thomas


finally time to breathe.

headed here for the next few days. I am very excited. Will update when I get back. have a great weekend.


happy 8th harley

october 13th was my god-daughter Harley's 8th birthday. she lives in vermont, so I could not spend the day with her...which makes me sad. i wanted to share this picture of her from 2003? with a few of her friends. she is most definitely a child beyond her years. she is such a special young girl and i am lucky to know her. i have been compiling a photo album of images I have taken of her over the years- I imagine it will make a nice 16th b-day gift.

she is the first baby born to one of my close friends (who was 19 yo at the time) and the experience was life changing for everyone. First I watched my party-buddy/rock star friend transform into a responsible mother goddess - and then I witnessed a magical little baby grow into a incredible and wildly smart young person. It all blows my mind. Within the reflection of their growth and transformation i have had the chance to see myself in a different way and learn so many things i could not imagine learning otherwise. No doubt- it was a rocky road in between all of the rainbows and fairies- but also a wonderful journey that we are all better for. I am so proud of both Harley and her mom.
lets hear it for all those amazing single moms who never seize to amaze me.


the auction is over...

image by Richard Misrach

thanks to everyone who came to CPW's 30th annual auction. it was a blast.
and many thanks to the rockin' group of volunteers who helped make the day such a success.


bye justine...woodstock will miss you.

image by Justine Reyes

For the last month Justine Reyes has been at CPW as our last artist-in-residence of 2008. She has been a blast to have around and everyone here will miss her! She spent her time here making these extraordinary still-life images, which I have fallen in love with. She has such a poetic sense of space and is beginning to express an important dialogue between herself and her family history through these objects. I look forward to seeing this project progress and grow.

To learn more about Justine you can visit her awesome blog here.