tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37561137153855626692011-08-02T14:08:42.668-07:00I’ve asked several artists to consider their belongings and also the illusive sense of belonging. I’ve given each a yard of muslin, a tiny mirror, and a small handmade book to use or not use. This blog will also be a place to explore these concepts. The works we create will be on display at the L.A. Municipal Art Gallery in Actions, Conversations, and Intersections, curated by Edith Abeyta and Michael Lewis Miller, January 28 – April 18, 2010.betsy lohrer hallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07069155531201172190noreply@blogger.comBlogger271100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3756113715385562669.post-50320375438823357472010-02-14T22:49:00.000-08:002010-02-14T22:55:56.867-08:00

it rained most all day on my last day installing the show. i came out of the gallery to get something from the car... at just the right moment to see the sun leaving us for the day.

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going to the laundromat is a telling act...being there-- with strangers.we reveal the color of our underwear to each otherand whether we have leopard print sheets,little girl children,or a filthy job.we don't talk much with each other. we mostly stay silent in the waiting.belonging in that place -- with its tvs droning and the constant hum of the large dryers -- means that i am either in between

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nell gouldhis, 2010threeframedphotosof histhings

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betsy lohrer hall'swhat i bring with me, 2010(series)muslin, everyday belonging(s), coffee stains, diagrams from space missions, paint, ink, matches, $20

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chris elliott'sburger, 2010mixed media on muslin

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mary cecile gee'sclothing ball seriessee her websitefor more infohttp://theclothingballseries.org

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lynne mori's apt. 0, 2010embroidered floor plan (see her earlier post),wooden cigar box,b/w photo of Chicago,color Polariod of Canada geese on ice,small mirror,shell,sugar packs.

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ellen butler's mixed media artist booksbelongingsand belonging.

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jonathan buenoel paso del tiempo (the passage of time) 1989 - 20091,000 cassette cases, 1 yard of muslin, 1 small mirror

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I would panic if he even touched them. I believed his hands would get it on them, and then they would be ruined.

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When thinking about this project, I thought alot about my favorite belongings. What are they, in order, the top 10, 25, 100? Lists, displaying them, tracing their outlines on the muslin... all kinds of ideas. But really when I thought more about it, I have favorite things, but there's really nothing that I couldn't let go of, nothing that I feel like I would die if I didn't have. That was kind of

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It is life near the bone where it is sweetest. Thoreau

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Sometimes when I am where I am supposed to belong, I don't feel like I belong.But when I am standing,I know that I belong somewhere between the surface of the earthand the top of my head.

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Belongings and counting.Belongings and time.Belongings and accumulation.Belongings and exchange.This is an example of a khipu.According to a Harvard website, “most of the existing khipu are from the Inka period, approx 1400 – 1532 CE. The Inka empire stretched from Ecuador through central Chile, with its heart in Cuzco, a city in the high Andes of southern Peru. Colonial documents indicate that

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In New Zealand, the Maoris refer to their tattoos as Moko. Traditionally, they tattooed large areas of their bodies as well as their faces; some Maoris still do. I was fascinated to learn that segments of the designs of a person's facial moko may reference the person's immediate family or relatives. European colonizers discovered that the "owner" of a moko could draw it from memory (without a

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This is an apartment I lived in for 2 years, from 1996-1998 in the Uptown neighborhood of Chicago. It was the first apartment I lived in by myself. I lived here during a year off from grad. school, while working as a secretary in the financial district, sort of retreating and collecting myself. It felt good to be in this space, a completely rehabbed interior of an old building, including a

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My Bookcase

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Shelves of favorite things, books, gifts from friends and family, some handmade.Box from Lydia with favorite things... my dog's collar, buttons, omiyage from my brother's trip to Japan, a small Lisa photo, business card from my grandfather, "pee babies".Box I got in Chicago, it had rocks in it originally. Now the box has, among other things, shells from a store in San Pedro that's sadly no longer

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One of the first objects I thought of when I started this project was this faceless doll. I found it one day on top of a garbage container, as if whoever was getting rid of it couldn't bear to actually toss it in with the trash. I took it to my studio where it sat near me for a couple of months. In one of my cleaning moments I took it to school and attempted to leave it in the props room where

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October 7, 2009This made me think about attachment and impermanence. The other day my laptop powercord stopped working. I hadn’t noticed right away. The warning came on my screen that the battery was running low. But my computer was plugged in. I looked at the little place on the magnetic plug where the light usually tells me “green: all is charged and ready” or “red: I need the juice – keep

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27 september 2009Greater Los Angeles feels very intense to me these days. People. Cars. Buildings. Sidewalks. For miles and miles. So many people. I'm often in my car, though. By myself, I am passing by.Our little apartment is simple. There is comfort here, surrounded by the things that are familiar to me. I have a lot of objects out where I can see them. And, I do see them, just about

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I am beginning a project called Belongings that will be part of an exhibition called Actions, Conversations, and Intersections at the Los Angeles Municipal Art Gallery. I am curious about our attachments to and associations with things. I’m thinking of the things we own, those inanimate objects with memories that may be so rich for us, but invisible to others. I’m also thinking of belongings

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