Archive for December, 2006
by Suzanne on December 24th, 2006
It's cold outside - don't forget granny in the snow (again) - (via)
Before I begin with my uninspired annual Christmas link dump, I want to thank Juju for his latest post here and apologise that I'm not really in a festive mood this year.
WURZELTOD™ CHRISTMAS SPECIAL 2006
© Walter Martin & Paloma Muñoz - click to enlarge
I'll be in Cambridge and London from 26th Dec 2006 - 5th Jan 2007 - so don't expect any posts until the 2nd week of January.
by Suzanne on December 24th, 2006
Memoria vincit vanitatem © & feat. Me (when I still had a camera...)
Es gibt ein Bild von Klee, das Angelus Novus heißt.
Ein Engel ist darauf dargestellt, der aussieht, als wäre er im Begriff, sich von etwas zu entfernen, worauf er starrt.
Seine Augen sind aufgerissen, sein Mund steht offen und seine Flügel sind ausgespannt.
Der Engel der Geschichte muß so aussehen. Er hat das Antlitz der Vergangenheit zugewendet.
Wo eine Kette von Begebenheiten vor uns erscheint, da sieht er eine einzige Katastrophe, die unablässig Trümmer auf Trümmer häuft und sie ihm vor die Füße schleudert.
Er möchte wohl verweilen, die Toten wecken und das Zerschlagene zusammenfügen.
Aber ein Sturm weht vom Paradiese her, der sich in seinen Flügeln verfangen hat und so stark ist, daß der Engel sie nicht mehr schließen kann.
Dieser Sturm treibt ihn unaufhaltsam in die Zukunft, der er den Rücken kehrt, während der Trümmerhaufen vor ihm zum Himmel wächst.
Das, was wir den Fortschritt nennen, ist dieser Sturm.
(Der Engel der Geschichte by Walter Benjamin in: Gesammelte Schriften. Band I/2. S. 697f)
SHOCKINGLY BLATANT WURZELTOD™ COMPLAINTS DEPT
If Christmas presents/cards are an indicator of one's popularitas, I finally hit rock bottom.
I guess that at the end of the day, we all get what we deserve - which in my case is obviously this: Nada.
A year ago, this would have upset me, but I lived through quite a lot of disappointments in the past year, so in the end, it's just realistic that I don't get anything.
Being a realist, I also removed the PayPal button and the whole Support Wurzeltod section. In a society where no-one feels the urge to discover (let alone return) favours anymore, it's become utterly anachronistic and naïve of me to believe I'd get something in return. I first thought it would be a good alternative to ads and a subtle way to get parts of the cost for my bandwidth and web hosting covered. But since that damn button hasn't been activated in the past 12 months, I can only assume that in the past year, visitors haven't discovered anything on this site worth paying a few cents for. Call me a materialist, but it's my 3rd year in unemployment (N.B.: I've never received any kind of financial unemployment benefit during this time, Adrienne)... Anyhow, at this point, I'd like to express my gratitude to Warren and Lori W for donations and to all those who bought me books to show me their
concern about my mental health support in the past. You will all go to WurzelHeaven®. On a Harley.
I'm completely aware that this all sounds terribly ungrateful and that I'm supposed to be thankful for all I've got - which is more than the vast majority of this world's population has - but hell, I had enough of gratefulness. It has brought me nothing but trouble - nor has my generosity ever brought me any form of recognition in this society.
I need to stop doing everything in life for free just to make others happy. I need to become less generous. I need to take myself into consideration more. But most of all, I need to realise that I'm living in a Gustave Flaubert novel and not in a Jane Austen romance. This might be the hardest bit for me to learn yet.
I also need to remember that at my age, certain individuals had already conquered and/or slain half the planet.
For all the above reasons, I decided to cancel Christmas and spend the day with that one person I like best, who never bores me and never gives me a hard time: Me. I'll order a pizza with extra mozzarella, smoke a cigarette in the bathtub and watch sumo. 'Cause I can.
I know that in a few hours, probably even minutes, I'll get the urge to delete this post because it's been written in affectu and because I'll soon feel ashamed again for my blatant ungratefulness. But I won't delete it. I won't censor myself. It shall forever be an account of how I felt on Christmas Eve anno 2006: Not very well.
I wish myself a merry Christmas and a happy New Year. May my dreams come true.
P.S.: Thanks to the MTV Germany Noise team for kindly providing the soundtrack and visuals to the most rocking Christmas in history. Sabotage, Black Hole Sun, Under The Bridge and Smells Like Teen Spirit in one show? Hell yes!
My pizza got cold.
I want my pony.
by Suzanne on December 23rd, 2006
Last-minute finissage alert for readers based in L.A. who just can't be bothered with Christmas preparations tonight:
Four of my favourite art demoiselles (and many, many other great artists) will be featured there:
© KuKula - click to enlarge
Pancake Meow © Lilly Piri - click to enlarge
All In A Dream © Stella Im Hultberg - click to enlarge
To You From My View © Amy Sol - click to enlarge
Now ruuuuuun! (.. or read the Juxtapoz review...)
by Juju on December 19th, 2006
Season's greetings Wurlzetodlians - by which I of course mean happy winter. It's been a while since I posted but I'm happy to say that I can bring you items of news, religion, science, mystery, art and hilarity
I visited Copenhagen (or Kobenhavn if you prefer, yeah with the o I can't do)
last month in October, something I've been wanting to do for a while and made more likely by the event of my brother moving there. Whilst there I met up with Wurzelforum denizen adamPadam, very pleasant chap who bought me a beer or two and recommended The Danish Jewish Museum a great space where I felt the most wasted I've ever felt without the use of some stimulant or other... the angles really had an interesting effect on me. There are perhaps some better photos here. I've got some photos of my visit up on Flickr but sadly none of the museum (camera's banned and lack of a flash even if I'd managed to sneak it in).
Suffer not a witch to live - in scenes reminiscent of medieval witchhunts, Catholic pilgrims in Glastonbury have attacked pagans and threatened to “cleanse” them from the town. More
In our continual quest to resolve the worlds of art and science, we'd like to present some clear cases of convergence...
Now that Manmelter 3600ZX - Sub-Atomic Disintegrator Pistol is a thing of beauty, there are more things of beauty here. On sale next year apparently, I might just start saving my pennies now.
Rayguns found via MerryDeath
Art meets behavioural science... ...meets water
Laura Splan - exploring the perception of beauty and horror, comfort and discomfort using anatomical and medical imagery.
The Voynich manuscript is a mysterious illustrated book with incomprehensible contents... sounds like lots of books but this one is perhaps more interesting...
I wish my
wife town was this dirty. UK residents (and beyond for all I know) might be familiar with the hilarious series of "jokes" scrawled on dirty cars, windows and whatever other objects accumulate layers of filth (the Wurzelforums?)... well I suppose this is a little similar only good. Art created by "selectively scraping off layers of black soot deposited on those walls in the short life of this orifice of modernity."
Ragnarok is nigh! Well... quite close and more of a puppet show than the real thing... January should see me and others make arses of ourselves playing with shadow puppets at Fimbulvetr. Unless of course we
bottle it have technical difficulties. If you are anywhere around the Edinburgh area on the 26th, drop by and say hello.
by Suzanne on December 16th, 2006
© Marcin Tyszka - click on images to enlarge
I normally don't care much about fashion photography. It's often so polished and superflat that I don't really see why it can't all be done in Maya® instead and with RealDolls™ instead of anaemic models with half open mouths and expressionless eyes.
What bores me the most are all these greyish powdered arms dangling over armrests. I just fail to see what's aesthetically so exciting about lethargic body parts hanging from Louis XIV furniture. Not that I have anything against Louis XIV, mind you - quite the contrary, I always adored his rather twisted sense of
decadence humour. But if I want to see dehydrated lifeless bodies, I'd rather go to the morgue (now that would make an amazing i-D spread, wouldn't it?).
I don't mind so much that most models have the charisma of a synthetic polar bear rug, I just wish we'd actually get to see at least some of them in actu - helping grannies across the street, rescuing kittens from trees, instructing tuna in art history, lifting weights - instead of just having to watch them gracefully rot away in antique furniture.
Well, all categorical refusal of fashion photography aside, when it comes to girls who play with skulls in abandoned anatomy museums (c.f. above), even I get weak. I just can't help it. And I don't even think it was particularly visionary of Marcin Tyszka to add organic materials like dust, ashes, bones (and even pickled toads) to the immaculate world of fashion photography - I think I just looked at it at the right time with the right frame of mind.
Decay is the new black.
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Meerkatgirls © Andrew Sendor - click to enlarge
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• Robert Craig interview (by The Extra Finger)
POINTLESS REMARKS THAT NO-ONE WILL READ ANYWAY
I miss my cats. Above all Spot (.. named after...). Spot was a good
soldier cat. A curious, adventurous, courageous and proud cat. I wish they'd all come back to me. Not like in Pet Cemetery, but you know... for real. Someone bring me back my kitties, please. *sobs*
According to iTunes, by far the most often played song on my iPod is 'Loser' by Beck. The 2nd most played song is 'Every Day Is Exactly The Same' (which it is) by Nine Inch Nails, 3rd is 'Everlong' by The Foo Fighters, 4th is 'One' by Metallica and 5th is 'Pushed Again' by Die Toten Hosen. Followed by 'A Forest' by The Cure (they're the overall winners in occupying storage space), 'She's In Parties' by Bauhaus, 'Love Will Tear Us Apart' by Joy Division and 'Mad World' by Gary Jules.
I'm only telling you this because after an extensive scientific analysis, I came to the conclusion that this can only mean one thing:
I haven't really evolved since the age of 14. Yaaaaay!
Yes, I do want that snow-white pony we selected for Christmas, mum. With a red ribbon around its neck. Thank you.
This blog post contains so many (mostly pointless) links that I got a headache halfway through counting them.
The bitter realisation that you never know when you're halfway through counting something unless you know the grand total in advance gave me another headache.
by Suzanne on December 6th, 2006
Proof N° 666 that I'm gother than
(My waiting number at Hauptpost Luzern tonight. I particularly like the "Willkommen".)
by Suzanne on December 1st, 2006
The next person to ask me 'Say, do you have a MySpace account?' will receive an anthrax love letter from me.
Once and for all: Never ever will I join a News Corp. / Fox Interactive Media owned "socialising" site with corrupt policies and I honestly don't understand how so many of you (yes, you!) obviously don't seem to bother about this.
Also, I clearly don't give a rotten rat's ass about how great it is for "networking". I don't need networks to feel like a more important person.
So if you don't mind, I'd quite like to stay here in my own little corner of the world
Wurzeltod is my space, and I don't need any place else.
Thanks everyone for shutting up about it now.
• The Maquis guerrilla
• The Italian resistenza
• The fearless protestors of Prague Spring
• Augusto César Sandino's captured flag
• The Belarusian résistance
• and... uhmm... the Animal Liberation Front
by Suzanne on December 1st, 2006
December starts with three great opening receptions for people living in Philadelphia and Phoenix:
© StuntKid - click to enlarge
© Scott Musgrove - click to view portfolio
→ Runs until: 28 Dec 2006
© Daniel Martin Diaz - click to enlarge