Cadaques...made it

Have made it from Barcelona to Girona and then to Figueres and have now arrived in Cadaques. For some reason My fone is not sending to my email so no pictures of the route.
(Hooray I hear you cry)
Dali`s house opens at the weekend so will see it (hopefully) before we head back.
There was an incredible sunrise this morning but very red sky hope that doesn`t mean ominous bad weather to come but ok so far.
Think this is enough od the tour guide am off for a coffee.
Have been thinking about blood lines for project and how people exist by their connections to others and through time. In family chains and how as you go back these merge. I noticed in the paper that the suggestion is that Obama and Brad Pitt are distant cousins (ninth) apparently.
This had me thinking how are we all linked?
So would like my piece to show this possibly with lines of boxes and fabric to denote these loose connections yet linear to show that we all come from and go to so to speak... well something like that.

Hola

I sent a photo to me to put up re Barcelona and our seeing Kiki Smith Her Memory ...or something like that...very good
Kiki Smith: Her Memory February 20, 2009 — May 31, 2009 Fundaciò Joan Mirò, Barcelona
Kiki Smith is an artist of international prominence whose career has spanned over three decades. Smith is a leading figure amongst artists addressing the philosophical, social, legal, and spiritual aspects of human nature. The artist lives and works in New York City and has exhibited with PaceWildenstein since 1994.
Smith’s work has been shown in nearly 150 one-person exhibitions, including the Corcoran Gallery of Art, Washington, D.C.; Hirshhorn Museum and Sculpture Garden, Smithsonian Institution, Washington, D.C.; International Center of Photography, New York; Louisiana Museum of Modern Art, Humlebaek, Denmark; the Montreal Museum of Fine Arts, Canada; The Museum of Modern Art, New York; The Israel Museum, Jerusalem; Modern Art Museum, Fort Worth, Texas; The Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art, Kansas City, MO; Irish Museum of Modern Art, Dublin.
Kiki Smith: Her Memory, will go on view at the Fundació Joan Miró, Barcelona, on February 19, 2009, where it will remain through May 24, 2009. This exhibition of new works, which began as Kiki Smith: Her Home, at the Museum Haus Esters, Kunstmuseen Krefeld in Germany (March 16–August 24, 2008), explores a woman’s life from birth to death. The show travels to Barcelona from the Kunsthalle Nürnberg, Germany, where it was on view from September 18-November 16, 2008.
In 2006, the Walker Art Center, Minneapolis organized Smith’s first major traveling retrospective. The exhibition opened at the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art (November 19, 2005–January 29, 2006) and then traveled to the Walker Art Center (February 26–May 14, 2006); the Contemporary Arts Museum, Houston (July 22, 2006–September 24, 2006); and the Whitney Museum of American Art (November 16 through February 11, 2007). In 2005, Smith installed Homespun Tales: a tale of domestic occupation at the Fondazione Querini Stampalia, a museum house in Venice, Italy. In 2003, The Museum of Modern Art, New York exhibited a survey of Smith’s printed art, Kiki Smith: Prints, Books & Things.
In 2000, the Skowhegan School of Painting and Sculpture awarded Smith with their prestigious Skowhegan Medal for Sculpture. She was elected to the American Academy of Arts and Letters, New York, in 2005, and most recently, the Rhode Island School of Design honored her with the Athena Award for Excellence in Printmaking.
Smith’s work can be seen in public collections worldwide.

Boxes

I like boxes and what they might represent. What they might contain both real and/or imagined.

Henry Coombes and Michael Stumpf from Wed at Noon

Coombes was born in London in 1977 and completed his BA at Glasgow School of Art in 2002. Since then he has had solo shows at Anna Helwing, LA, The Cooper Gallery, Dundee, and Suzie Q Project Space, Zurich. Group shows include Broadway 1602, New York, and The Zabludowicz Collection Project Space, London. Coombes was a recipient of the 2005 Scottish Arts Council/Scottish Screen Film award and his short film, ‘Laddy and the Lady’, was premiered at the Tramway, Glasgow in June 2006. It has since screened at film festivals in Oberhausen, Norway, Edinburgh, Stockholm and Nova Scotia. He represented Scotland at the Venice Biennale in 2007 and exhibited at the Hammer Museum, LA in June 2008. This year will see the screening of his fourth short film, 'The Bedfords', which was made possible through a Creative Scotland Award. The film debuts at Lights and Sie, Dallas, in April with the support of the Michael Goss Foundation and will be shown later in the year at Sorcha Dallas, Glasgow and the Zabludowicz Project Space, London.

Henry Coombes’s work is concerned with investigating the entrenched political, cultural and class connotation of the traditional media in which he works. Oil paint and watercolour are used to seduce the viewer into familiar and wholesome images, which on closer inspection reveal a dark and subversive subtext.

Men in boxes

ears or are they?

The all seeing ear

Think what I am going to look at is how to represent metamorphosis or things changed into other things - with ears/sound or silence being a focus of such
I have always liked Rodin - who hasn't with nymphs coming out of urns. Maybe I could do something with ears.
Couple this with respect being seen as a minute of silence for those who died in the wars i.e. commeration for example. I would quite like the sound track of an event to be separated from the action and/or out of sinc. For example if an ear can't hear because it is manmade and/or a facsimile then does a sound that it "hears" exist? I have also liked jack-in-the boxes so what about ears coming out of boxes to hear things...I don't know.
Back to the metamorphosis i like the fact that "human/beetles" being unable to move by the physical weight of the metamorphosis...not that the story might better be understood to be a dream! What if people were weighted down and couldn't get up...maybe by heavy rucksacks..weighed down unable to move by the noise that life exposes them to...maybe by the weight of silence?
Dunno.