October 31, 2012
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Real kindness, real fellow feeling, entails hating and being hated—that is, really feeling available frustrations—and through this, coming to a more realistic relationship. This, one might say, is a more robust version of kindness, a kindness made possible through frustrations and hatred rather than a kindness organized to repudiate (or to disown) such feelings. Kindness of this variety allows for ambivalence and conflict while false, or magical, kindness distorts our perceptions of other people, often by sentimentalizing them, to avoid conflict. Sentimentality is cruelty by other means.
Adam Phillips and Barbara Taylor
If you’re in Gothenburg, some of my images will be a pat of the newest installation Sraunus of Nextart next Wednesday, November 7.
Sraunus is a traveling one-evening projection of contemporary photography curated by Paul Paper.
On Thursday I will be doing a performance / reading (performative reading?) of a selection from my Notes for Artists at the release of Victoria Durnak‘s new book of poetry on Flamme Forlag: Natt På Museet (Night at the Museum). There will also be a performance by Miriam Myrstad and a DJ set by Audun Mortensen.
Come by if you’re in Oslo and secretly read my blog. Everything starts at 7pm, Historisk Museum.
Flyer by Espen.
I am younger than a girl who posted my images on her Flickr account. The value and rank of small websites change all the time. My old website, Paperheart, was around 8 years before a film came along with the same name. My website is slick. My work is quiet and musical at the same time. Painfully sentimental. Some are not a fan of my content but are intrigued nonetheless. My images produce immediate emotional reactions. Tender and curious. Introspective and a tad manic-depressive. My collages are scattered. Subtle. I’m tuned into something very specific. Odd, beautiful, silly, sad. Small pleasures. I turn the everyday into the diary of an artist. A common reaction: “I love this and I hate this, but why?”
The above text is a conglomeration of different written texts about me or my work lifted from 36 publicly accessed blogs and websites. The sources are here.
It’s impossible to say a thing exactly the way it was, because what you say can never be exact, you always have to leave something out, there are too many parts, sides, cross currents, nuances, too many gestures, which could mean this or that, too many shapes which can never fully be described, too many flavours in the air or on the tongue, half-colours, too many.
Margaret Atwood
Next week in Glasgow, my friends at GOOD PRESS will be having a big party / art show / fundraiser otherwise known as the Family Show II.
All the works in the show will be available for £30 and all proceeds will support their next year of programming. For the show I’ve contributed a new set of 5 unique postcards entitled ‘studio exercises’. Here’s hoping the person who buys them will send them to friends so they can travel around the world.