zondag 28 december 2008
Hello out there to all you wonderful people on this list of ours. Its been a huge 08 and 09 is already cooking up some new and fun treats for us all to delight and anticipate. But instead of looking to the future in vain hope of discerning anything, lets look to the present, and enjoy some art!
Artist Laser 3.14 is back at it in the wolf and pack gallery, with his new show, I THE BEAST!
A collection of screen prints and drawings, that are set to surprise and astound if you are used to Lasers more poetic charms.
Come to the wolf and pack gallery space to check it all out, the show is up though the beginning of FEB.
232 Spui Straat 1012VV
dinsdag 2 december 2008
I'm writing to let you all know about the Zaishu Amsterdam exhibition opening this Sunday, which we have been working hard on for the last few months. Zaishu is an Australian-designed award-winning slot together seat/table. The project " Is this seat taken?" sees the furniture being used as a canvas by a diverse selection of international artists.
Painting, stencils, collage, tattoo designs, burning, silkscreen and tyre prints are a just few of the techniques used in the Zaishu Amsterdam project.
Twenty new limited edition Zaishu chairs, each standing as an unparalleled collectable artwork that also functions as furniture, will be exhibited and sold at furniture design store and artspace, Wilhelmina Winkel. This is a rare opportunity to see some of Amsterdam's progressive talents express themselves individually and collectively and for visitors to purchase a never to be repeated piece of collaborative art.
Opening; Sunday 7th December, 4pm
Wilhelmina Winkel, Amsterdam
Exhibition runs 7th December - 31st January
I hope you can make it along!
maandag 1 december 2008
Pain in my arms and heals
My sore knees
Champagne and girls
the race to the end of the world
I run and run
The race to the end of the world
Man do we need a new plan
Sounds bouncing off my helix
I’m trapped inside the hyperbole
of numerous existences
Trapped inside a parallax view
beyond the trappings of time
Her heart pillaged
the children of love inoculated
Love can be a dagger without rules
A hobo who’s really a rich man
At home he owns lots of stock
False prayers, a cloak and an old clock
Chiming at the same time
The begging bowl
s honour without owning a dime
“Saddle up boy,
this grass’s for sale
We’ll throw in a fence for free
If you own none”
Don’t you cry
poor inoculated child
this dagger pierces everyone