Sharkstock 3 by Ursula Sokolowska
Meeting Joe Fyfe at Felix Lehner's Casting Foundary by Mark Staff Brandl
Its Really Not Her Fault. Kilimnik: What George Bush Is To The Neocons, She Is to The Institutional/Academic Purveyors of The de-Skilled by The Shark
James Kalm: Kilimnik (No Photos Allowed) by Mark Staff Brandl
Joanne Mattera on Paintings She Likes in the New York Fairs by Mark Staff Brandl
Adrian Ellis: Museums should beware of being used as marketing tools by Mark Staff Brandl
Sharkforum Praise: Dawoud Bey by Mark Staff Brandl
Poem of the Week: "This is a Story You Won't Tell the Kids We'll Never Have" by Melissa Severin by Simone Muench
Neoteric Art E-Zine by Mark Staff Brandl
FEEBLE PAINTING (Hamann/Brandl Feeding Frenzy Cartoon) by Mark Staff Brandl
Significant Article, Link by Mark Staff Brandl
Seeing, is believing! NOW FESTOONING THE COVER! of ART IN AMERICA! And, NOW! At The MCA, The Consensoriat's Idea Of Interesting Painting, With Accompanying Essay (Bootlicking) by, Curator Dominic Molon. Behold, The Genius That Is, Karen Kilimnik by The Shark
Curating Kilimnik, et al. --- J. J. Charlesworth: Narcissistic Display of an Uncertain "Me Me Me" by Mark Staff Brandl
Noel Sheridan: Shopping, Inability, Banality and Steely Ambition; Karen Kilimnik reviewed in Ireland by Mark Staff Brandl
DvA Gallery presents by Simone Muench
Ursula,
I am just completely caught up in the dynamism of your images..First, the sitters are set in space in such a way as to allow us to view them encapsulated, protected-by their personal space.I just want to try to explain what these make me think of.
I recognise immediately, these frames of mind.These are personal frames of mind.
It's almost as if they are deep in meditation, or thought.
Your choice of imagery, projections- placed so accurately & uniquely upon them- against a velvety pitch black background- gives even more impetus & three dimensionality to the figures.
I then find a dead silence & find my senses as well- responding to these images.
The first image, seems as though the mind is lost in a daydream with tranquil fluid reflections that resemble the ocean in midday. But, then we are reminded that there is a heaviness, a heat to the body, a mechanical attaching to the present, that does not allow the body to follow. Yet, this light & fluid movement, does seem to make it to the heart.
My whole back opens up, at once i feel soothed & vulnerable.
I view the second ( from above) as more of a portrait, that upon viewing becomes almost holographic, as he is a bust,his body, face, enveloped by what looks like sunlight, glass & steel, taking me into what he himself may be suggesting about his state of mind.
The third, looks inward, completely, & he seems as though he is about to jump up- & escape, determined, full of will.
The fourth is compelling, he is trapped by circumstance , almost, eerie.
The fifth, he is liberating himself- with the loosening of these- "bindings", & i find myself rooting for him.
Each one presents an emotional or mental state that i recognise, not only in myself, but in the day to day, others.