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Parliament of Religions

as if from on high (1892) Standing right there on the Boulevard of Michigan's fancy like it's the point on a shiny brass compass or a the setting on a smart dial. Right there facing the grubby city is the Auxiliary Building of the World's Congress. To the west of it lay Chicago brimming over with pride and watery beer and to it's right are the autumnal waters of Lake Michigan. On the Boulevard 400 seekers in their long robes or their homespun leggings or their looped trains of shells gathered from the south sea's wet atolls gather like princely teeth. These are the mariners of the soul, the worlds holiest of holy's and they're being ushered into the grand plaster and lath concourse of the white building. On September 11 the Parliament of Religions opened itself to the worlds most and least curious eyeballs. The dirty mop hands the drovers and foul letter-carriers from the foul offices of government are all in attendance. Sitting in rows under the stain

More Clock Than Not (machine of the time-lambs)

my lasting super power... Measure time and number are nothing but modes of thought or rather imagination -  Spinoza Quotes Spinoza, Baruch Spinoza (1634) Wikipedia suggests that diverse fields such as business, industry, sports, the sciences, and the performing arts all incorporate some notion of time into their respective measuring systems. This can also be turned around to suggest that functioning systems of its measurement are as diverse as the performing arts, the sciences, sports, industry, and business. When its illusions are cast aside then a thing twice right through all of the spaces and all of the times is so much more than just broken. When all earthly realms are thrown down and their neck is bent then the corpse of this thing will throw open its mouth to purpose and set free the gentle lamb from its fiery thought and from its torrid rejoinders. So much so that the saved will then have a true light for following twice on this, a good day of saving. So much so that a

Gone Fishing (2003) collaborative construction of myth in a fantastic age of realism

Gone Fishing, installed in a Marshall Blvd residence on Chicago's west side GONE FISHING, Eric Ehmert, Meg Duguid, Diego Bobby (2003) Latex Paint, Wood, Wire, and Nails with accompanying Text* This work is boring. It includes boring with its white paint and its singular neutral observation. Its ironically misplaced sense of optimism is intended as humorous. While its efforts are too narrow by far and its gestures seem labored or boring rather than shrewd or concise. The degree to which candles were necessary has also never been examined at length. It's generally agreed that EE did exercise restraint during his graduate exhibition, instead of installing his own work he contracted his allotted space to MD and DB. Rather than reinforce EE's initial gesture this resulted in a puerile charm school prank that infantilized the striking tensions that persist within an institutional structure that is further and further displaced from its cultural/visual arts context. Furthe

Priscilla, Laslow, finding the chair, losing John

Sister’s had these stacks under eyeball since the first Tuesday they appeared on her list. I open the door to the room behind the fire extinguisher. It’s a pretty room with pretty things settled inside of it. Some of them are hung on the walls with a quiet and dreamy weight but there are others that are tethered to the floor like sad pets. Buster is behind us in the corridor. He was going on about something Chair had told him, something that sounded like this, The shape of our language is a vagrant’s bone. Engraved in the stern hip of our trousers lay the slick hormone of our chance to call it… When Finch gets lucky he points at it and he calls it, Finch. When I get drunk I get confused. I get to blinking and I sit down fast. It’s almost always Buster that’s in the cheap seat beside the case of soft melons after a hard day. But I can still see what it as it is. I can still call it Finch if it gets lucky enough to dance. That’s right, dance… On the dias in the back, it’s the folding

Abyssal, Dimebag, and Tea (chronology)

support constructed from folded cardboard and transparent plastic (ca.2007) Color after all is a brittle host for our content. It can serve to overwhelm but it has no hope in winning. Or an often quoted phrase from Greenberg, You're never as hopeless as authority will be. It's as though they've suggested that a large enough head will slow the ascent of these questionable actions. Abyssal, Dimebag, and Tea (chronology) is a rustic framework of spirited dance (ebullient and exuberant motion) indiscriminately constructed from the slow and the tall. On three of its sides the edges are soft and brown. They sit on a low table assembled from rough hewn planks. The didactic text in the yellow room suggests that the thick whitewash uses a binder of milk, It has been thinned with warm tap water before the requisite amount of potash was added. This wash contains no sweet molasses. This bramble of text may have been appropriate before but now it's largely considered false if n

Chicago: examining spaces, examining community, examining the loss of complex symmetry (1970-2004)

a gushing endorsement.. RAH RAH Regarding: Chicago: examining spaces, examining community, examining the loss of complex symmetry (1970-2004) This article will include: Beer at it's beginning This article will include: JPEG's (but it will not accept slides) This article will include: A dedication to the work and commitment of Lynne Warren (it will say after great length, Thank you Lynne) This article will include: Analysis of the narrative surrounding the network of interchanging cultural spaces that were active in Chicago from, 1970 until May, 2004. This article will examine the motivations of these spaces social, economic, and aesthetic developments. It will be argued within that while formal concerns in the visual arts were somewhat flexible during this period the motivations for starting and maintaining spaces such as these remained somewhat fixed throughout. That the aesthetic, and sociological positions within an increasingly decentralized international art comm