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Visit my website <a href="http://www.brendalabier.com/" style="background-color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;">http://www.brendalabier.com</span></a></div>STUDIO65http://www.blogger.com/profile/13792956692805496819noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8627743267582120454.post-21980444434085964252011-05-07T10:07:00.000-07:002011-05-07T10:07:44.138-07:00Brenda LaBier: as i remember it…<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZokgmdrCusk/TcV8U9o25WI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tTXY48AiL8c/s1600/_MG_5575web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZokgmdrCusk/TcV8U9o25WI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tTXY48AiL8c/s400/_MG_5575web.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f7f7f; font-family: 'Crimson Text'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 24pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Brenda LaBier: </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">as i remember it…</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18pt;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Untitled</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">, 2011. © Studio65. Courtesy of the artist</span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Expanding on </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">as i remember it..., </span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">I portray the compounded effects of childhood neglect and abuse through conflicting family constructs. Bringing the interior </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">divergence of emotions to the exterior. </span></span></span></span></div>STUDIO65http://www.blogger.com/profile/13792956692805496819noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8627743267582120454.post-64837472268330747982011-05-07T10:06:00.000-07:002011-05-07T10:06:15.530-07:00Brenda LaBier: as i remember it…<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G6nOmJ2eDMg/TcV79Qa7PuI/AAAAAAAAAEE/J7oLfzIAMyk/s1600/_MG_6484.web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G6nOmJ2eDMg/TcV79Qa7PuI/AAAAAAAAAEE/J7oLfzIAMyk/s400/_MG_6484.web.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f7f7f; font-family: 'Crimson Text'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 24pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Brenda LaBier: </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">as i remember it…</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18pt;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Untitled</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">, 2011. © Studio65. Courtesy of the artist</span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Expanding on </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">as i remember it..., </span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">I portray the compounded effects of childhood neglect and abuse through conflicting family constructs. Bringing the interior </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">divergence of emotions to the exterior. </span></span></span></span></div>STUDIO65http://www.blogger.com/profile/13792956692805496819noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8627743267582120454.post-87928975080486404182011-05-07T10:05:00.000-07:002011-05-07T10:05:20.729-07:00Brenda LaBier: as i remember it…<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uqP_Fe5oBLw/TcV7gaS8BEI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3-FDkGFcNvM/s1600/_MG_7861.web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uqP_Fe5oBLw/TcV7gaS8BEI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3-FDkGFcNvM/s400/_MG_7861.web.jpg" width="292" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f7f7f; font-family: 'Crimson Text'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 24pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Brenda LaBier: </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">as i remember it…</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18pt;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Untitled</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">, 2011. © Studio65. Courtesy of the artist</span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Expanding on </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">as i remember it..., </span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">I portray the compounded effects of childhood neglect and abuse through conflicting family constructs. Bringing the interior </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">divergence of emotions to the exterior. </span></span></span></span></div>STUDIO65http://www.blogger.com/profile/13792956692805496819noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8627743267582120454.post-77589344563147072942011-05-05T00:20:00.000-07:002011-05-05T00:21:31.424-07:00Ralph Eugene Meatyard<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nGYeA3NYX9c/TcJPUS_IoAI/AAAAAAAAAD8/IjGvqXqrjRw/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-05-05+at+1.17.51+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nGYeA3NYX9c/TcJPUS_IoAI/AAAAAAAAAD8/IjGvqXqrjRw/s320/Screen+shot+2011-05-05+at+1.17.51+AM.png" width="308" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; line-height: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Ralph Eugene Meatyard</span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; line-height: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Untitled, ca. 1963<br />
Collection of the International Center of Photography, Gift of Mr. and Mrs. Charles Traub, 1980</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><a href="http://museum.icp.org/museum/exhibitions/meatyard/introduction.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">http://museum.icp.org/museum/exhibitions/meatyard/introduction.html</span></a></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">These staged images are almost literary in their implied narratives, what writer Guy Davenport has called “charming short stories that have never been written.” Although they present strange juxtapositions and embrace accidents, these unsettling pictures are not so much surrealistic as transcendental. With a quiet spiritual force, they suggest the complex emotions associated with childhood intimacy, innocence, loss, and destruction.</span></span></span></div>STUDIO65http://www.blogger.com/profile/13792956692805496819noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8627743267582120454.post-83389129048722473862011-05-05T00:07:00.000-07:002011-05-05T00:22:10.563-07:00Christian Boltanski: Studio<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ju57HaM-4Q4/TcJMB5ZUzZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/dF4ttyNdY4c/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-05-05+at+1.02.38+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ju57HaM-4Q4/TcJMB5ZUzZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/dF4ttyNdY4c/s400/Screen+shot+2011-05-05+at+1.02.38+AM.png" width="258" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Christian Boltanski</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><a href="http://www.tate.org.uk/magazine/issue2/boltanski.htm"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">http://www.tate.org.uk/magazine/issue2/boltanski.htm</span></a></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">'I began to work as an artist when I began to be an adult, when I understood that my childhood was finished, and was dead. I think we all have somebody who is dead inside of us. A dead child. I remember the Little Christian that is dead inside me.</span></span></span></div>STUDIO65http://www.blogger.com/profile/13792956692805496819noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8627743267582120454.post-67796167172536603562011-05-04T23:59:00.000-07:002011-05-05T00:22:37.349-07:00Stanley Spencer<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y9VnW1Lr1oM/TcJKNBuIiAI/AAAAAAAAAD0/7ZoYh-G3tp0/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-05-05+at+12.56.06+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y9VnW1Lr1oM/TcJKNBuIiAI/AAAAAAAAAD0/7ZoYh-G3tp0/s400/Screen+shot+2011-05-05+at+12.56.06+AM.png" width="322" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Stanley Spencer, S e l f - P o r t r a i t, </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">1 9 59 </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">© Estate of Stanley Spencer 2003. All Rights Reserved, DACS</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><a href="http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/spencer/spencer_teacherspack.pdf"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/exhibitions/spencer/spencer_teacherspack.pdf</span></a></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div style="font: 8.5px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Stanley Spencer’s work is relevant to all key stages for many commonly studied topics – some of them cross-curricular. Themes that pre-occupied the artist throughout his career and which are also favourites with examiners are: the Self (viewed through events remembered from childhood as well as in the scrutiny of the self-portrait); Landscape, encompassing a sense of place (who better than Stanley Spencer to elucidate what is meant by that phrase?); War; Religion and Sex, and Writing.</span></span></span></div>STUDIO65http://www.blogger.com/profile/13792956692805496819noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8627743267582120454.post-42114026131172695652011-05-04T23:42:00.000-07:002011-05-04T23:42:56.004-07:00Photography in the Age of Electronic Imaging<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Digital technology in regards to photography brought on an anxiety about the continuing value of photographic 'truth' and the status of photographic evidence. Ritchen saw the substitution of chemical by electronic processes leading to an increase to photographs being manipulated (318). The initial change like with any change causes concern but throughout photographic history images have been manipulated in various ways to include combination prints, coloring, and re-staging events especially during the civil war. So the truth in photography has always had some flexibility and integral to photography and was often hinged on technology or lack of that spurred photographers to find alternative means to get the shot. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">The post production manipulation of photographs raised ethical problems for Ritchen as well. He felt strongly about this aspect in regards to photojournalism. P</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">hotojournalists are reporting on specific events where the image is recording history, and as the viewer you take it as truth of that moment. So when manipulated by editors or taken out of context from what the photographer wanted to present does cause concern. As stated before that has been acted upon in the beginning during war photos because of lack of technology, but in today's world with all of the devices to document and transfer data I feel there should be more truth. When everything around us is under constant surveillance, reality without edit, info that is broadcasted in multiple mediums, it doesn't seem necessary to manipulate in photojournalism. The distinction between the imaginary and the real. (321)</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Assenting to the increasing power and sophistication of new imaging technologies, Robins argues that they are a postmodern form of this older drive to order and control the world through the 'rationalization of vision'. New image technology, like the earlier positivist uses of photography to measure and collect facts about the world, now strives, through imaging the invisible and via simulations built from data to continue this vision. Foe Robins, the real problem is the close association of such drives and discourses with a narrative of technological progress in which the 'new' is always better than the 'old'. This infers that the old is inferior and limited in contrast to the new. This is a concern but only if we forget that photography's role is not only cognitive but is also emotional and aesthetic. </span>STUDIO65http://www.blogger.com/profile/13792956692805496819noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8627743267582120454.post-57500789852677008832011-04-25T22:39:00.000-07:002011-05-04T19:52:35.523-07:00Brenda LaBier: as i remember it...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0XqY3YaJ82w/TbZafYkcLmI/AAAAAAAAADw/UC3vsOoxqv4/s1600/img004web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0XqY3YaJ82w/TbZafYkcLmI/AAAAAAAAADw/UC3vsOoxqv4/s400/img004web.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f7f7f; font-family: 'Crimson Text'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 24pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Brenda LaBier: </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">as i remember it…</span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18pt;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Untitled</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">, 2011. © Studio65. Courtesy of the artist</span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Expanding on </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">as i remember it..., </span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I portray the compounded effects of childhood neglect and abuse through conflicting family constructs. Bringing the interior </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">divergence of emotions to the exterior. This polaroid is one of few depicting a </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">tumultuous </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">lifestyle at a young age.</span></span></span></div></div>STUDIO65http://www.blogger.com/profile/13792956692805496819noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8627743267582120454.post-39687058781268711872011-04-25T22:37:00.000-07:002011-05-04T19:52:18.114-07:00Brenda LaBier: as i remember it...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gmhHXK9aqPI/TbZaAxrtnwI/AAAAAAAAADs/arb7P0NEe_Q/s1600/img003web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gmhHXK9aqPI/TbZaAxrtnwI/AAAAAAAAADs/arb7P0NEe_Q/s400/img003web.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f7f7f; font-family: 'Crimson Text'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 24pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Brenda LaBier: </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">as i remember it…</span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18pt;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Untitled</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">, 2011. © Studio65. Courtesy of the artist</span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Expanding on </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">as i remember it..., </span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I portray the compounded effects of childhood neglect and abuse through conflicting family constructs. Bringing the interior </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">divergence of emotions to the exterior. This polaroid is one of few depicting a </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">tumultuous </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">lifestyle at a young age.</span></span></span></div></div>STUDIO65http://www.blogger.com/profile/13792956692805496819noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8627743267582120454.post-1630759879477232882011-04-25T17:59:00.000-07:002011-04-25T18:54:24.623-07:00Miroslaw Balka<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-68qAI9PRo74/TbYXeRNfOUI/AAAAAAAAADo/YVhoxMu-R6M/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-25+at+6.52.47+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-68qAI9PRo74/TbYXeRNfOUI/AAAAAAAAADo/YVhoxMu-R6M/s400/Screen+shot+2011-04-25+at+6.52.47+PM.png" width="396" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Miroslaw Balka</span></span></span><br />
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">51 x 49 x 37,23 x 15 x 11</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><br />
</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">2000</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><br />
</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Steel, glass and, felt</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><br />
</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">20 x 19 5/16 x 14 5/8 x 5 7/8 x 4 5/16 in. (51 x 49 x 37 x 15 x 11 cm)</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Photo: Steve White</span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"></span><a href="http://www.whitecube.com/artists/balka/v/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">http://www.whitecube.com/artists/balka/v/</span></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Balka’s work deals with both personal and collective memories, especially as they relate to his Catholic upbringing and the collective experience of Poland's fractured history. Through this investigation of domestic memories and public catastrophe, Balka explores how subjective traumas are translated into collective histories and vice versa. His materials are simple, everyday objects and things, but also powerfully resonant of ritual, with hidden memories and history.</span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span> </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"></span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><div style="color: #999999; font: 16.0px 'Trebuchet MS'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">This concept is also found in my work </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">as i remember it..., </span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">as I deal with the memories of childhood traumas, re-enacted moments with symbolic meaning to expand on "memory work" and the tracing of identity.</span></span><br />
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</span></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font: 16.0px 'Trebuchet MS'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Historically, personal pictures are deeply unreliable, but it is in this very unreliability that their interest lies. In making an effort to reread private pictures, there has been a move to revalue the undervalued and to bring into public discourse meanings, which have been concealed in the most secret parts of the private sphere. Photographers and curators (Jo Spence, Val Williams and Marianne Hirsch) are concerned to read history through autobiography. (Liz Wells, 123)</span></span></div></span><br />
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</div>STUDIO65http://www.blogger.com/profile/13792956692805496819noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8627743267582120454.post-45759934508195345982011-04-20T20:25:00.000-07:002011-04-20T20:25:41.117-07:00Brenda LaBier: as i remember it...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rDhESzvq5YU/Ta-hUWdfluI/AAAAAAAAADk/1CIm14TgFZ0/s1600/babypic.web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="312" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rDhESzvq5YU/Ta-hUWdfluI/AAAAAAAAADk/1CIm14TgFZ0/s400/babypic.web.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f7f7f; font-family: 'Crimson Text'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 24pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Brenda LaBier: as i remember it…</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18pt;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Untitled</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">, 2011. © Studio65. Courtesy of the artist</span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Expanding on </span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">as i remember it..., </span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">I portray the compounded effects of childhood neglect and abuse through conflicting family constructs. Bringing the interior </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">divergence of emotions to the exterior. This polaroid is one of few depicting the place of these events.</span></span></span></span></div>STUDIO65http://www.blogger.com/profile/13792956692805496819noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8627743267582120454.post-79660951963419815252011-04-20T18:52:00.000-07:002011-04-20T19:04:48.077-07:00Brenda LaBier: BACK STAGE<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ytRhVT-Faws/Ta-NomWmxwI/AAAAAAAAADg/B2DXsXLiJRQ/s1600/Ringo.web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="207" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ytRhVT-Faws/Ta-NomWmxwI/AAAAAAAAADg/B2DXsXLiJRQ/s400/Ringo.web.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f7f7f; font-family: 'Crimson Text'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Brenda LaBier: BACK STAGE - Ringo<o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Untitled</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">, 2011. © Studio65. Courtesy the artist</span></span></div></div><br />
<div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">The highly evocative language of music has exerted powerful influences on individuals and societies alike. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">To many people in many cultures music is an important part of their way of life and carries with it great impact.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"> BACK STAGE is a collection of music paraphernalia, guitar pics and back stage passes from personal experience working with these artists. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"> </span></span></div>STUDIO65http://www.blogger.com/profile/13792956692805496819noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8627743267582120454.post-44393566683548364352011-04-20T18:42:00.000-07:002011-04-20T19:04:33.903-07:00Brenda LaBier: BACK STAGE<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gF9IRTkDdmY/Ta-KndRVxoI/AAAAAAAAADc/Qtq_2xHgcBE/s1600/Mason.1web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="207" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gF9IRTkDdmY/Ta-KndRVxoI/AAAAAAAAADc/Qtq_2xHgcBE/s400/Mason.1web.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f7f7f; font-family: 'Crimson Text'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Brenda LaBier: BACK STAGE - Marilyn Manson<o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Untitled</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">, 2011. © Studio65. Courtesy the artist</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">The highly evocative language of music has exerted powerful influences on individuals and societies alike. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">To many people in many cultures music is an important part of their way of life and carries with it great impact.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"> BACK STAGE is a collection of music paraphernalia, guitar pics and back stage passes from personal experience working with these artists. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"> </span></span></div></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #747474; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 42px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><br />
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</div>STUDIO65http://www.blogger.com/profile/13792956692805496819noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8627743267582120454.post-32564518632739851152011-04-20T18:33:00.000-07:002011-04-20T18:34:07.618-07:00Stephanie Sinclair<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9xhcT3AGGWU/Ta-IJZHFlhI/AAAAAAAAADY/Sy4T4CwPo9Q/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-20+at+7.27.15+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="273" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9xhcT3AGGWU/Ta-IJZHFlhI/AAAAAAAAADY/Sy4T4CwPo9Q/s400/Screen+shot+2011-04-20+at+7.27.15+PM.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Stephanie Sinclair, </span></span><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Self-Immolation in Afghanistan: A Cry for Help</span></span></em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">, 2005. </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Digital print, dimensions variable. </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Collection of the artist; courtesy </span></span><span class="caps"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">VII</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">, New York</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">http://whitney.org/Exhibitions/2010Biennial/StephanieSinclair</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><br />
</span> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">This artist's concept reminds me of my own because she is dealing with women's personal history of abuse. T</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">he women in these images demonstrate a rare bravery. The representation of their suffering exposes the everyday violence against women that is made more pernicious when it remains hidden.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"> </span></span></span></div>STUDIO65http://www.blogger.com/profile/13792956692805496819noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8627743267582120454.post-47633009975144814852011-04-06T13:42:00.000-07:002011-04-06T13:42:39.540-07:00Brenda LaBier: as i remember it...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3EvBPrtTev0/TZzQI0xMzXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/cL-4u3tAi8I/s1600/_MG_7292.web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3EvBPrtTev0/TZzQI0xMzXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/cL-4u3tAi8I/s400/_MG_7292.web.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><!--StartFragment--> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 32.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="color: #747474;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Brenda LaBier: as i remember it…</span></span><span style="color: #6c6c6c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 24.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="color: #747474;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Untitled</span></i></span><span style="color: #747474;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">, 2011. © Studio65. Courtesy of the artist</span></span><span style="color: #6c6c6c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 24.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="color: #878787;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Expanding on </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">as i remember it..., </span></i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="color: #878787;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I portray the compounded effects of childhood neglect and abuse through conflicting family constructs. Bringing the interior divergence of emotions to the exterior. </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></div><!--EndFragment-->STUDIO65http://www.blogger.com/profile/13792956692805496819noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8627743267582120454.post-60574814282408902192011-04-06T13:39:00.000-07:002011-04-06T13:43:20.496-07:00Brenda LaBier: as i remember it...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hsBZNi6UPsM/TZzPVDwZOYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WvohaOUyLoY/s1600/_MG_7802.web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hsBZNi6UPsM/TZzPVDwZOYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WvohaOUyLoY/s400/_MG_7802.web.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 32.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="color: #747474;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Brenda LaBier: as i remember it…</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 32.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="color: #747474;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 32px;"><span style="color: #747474;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Untitled</span></i></span><span style="color: #747474;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">, 2011. © Studio65. Courtesy of the artist</span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 24.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="color: #878787;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Expanding on </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">as i remember it..., </span></i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="color: #878787;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I portray the compounded effects of childhood neglect and abuse through conflicting family constructs. Bringing the interior divergence of emotions to the exterior. </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></div>STUDIO65http://www.blogger.com/profile/13792956692805496819noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8627743267582120454.post-56137139095929313302011-04-06T13:35:00.000-07:002011-04-06T13:43:32.599-07:00Brenda LaBier: as i remember it...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o2_HimlJgR0/TZzM0xusDSI/AAAAAAAAAC0/rhpwr4bwbu8/s1600/_MG_7501.11.17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o2_HimlJgR0/TZzM0xusDSI/AAAAAAAAAC0/rhpwr4bwbu8/s400/_MG_7501.11.17.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #7f7f7f; line-height: 24pt;"><span style="color: #878787;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Brenda LaBier: as i remember it…</span></span><span style="color: #6c6c6c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #7f7f7f; line-height: 18pt;"><span style="color: #878787;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Untitled</span></i></span><span style="color: #878787;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">, 2011. © Studio65. Courtesy of the artist</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #7f7f7f; font-family: 'Crimson Text'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Expanding on </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">as i remember it..., </span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">I portray the compounded effects of childhood neglect and abuse through conflicting family constructs. Bringing the interior </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">divergence of emotions to the exterior. </span></span></span></span></div>STUDIO65http://www.blogger.com/profile/13792956692805496819noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8627743267582120454.post-65558875374147623942011-04-06T13:09:00.000-07:002011-04-06T13:09:00.059-07:00Yeondoo Jung<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UeHPrydIbjs/TZzGwIElWAI/AAAAAAAAACw/LOdYwTAiUXw/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-06+at+2.01.12+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UeHPrydIbjs/TZzGwIElWAI/AAAAAAAAACw/LOdYwTAiUXw/s400/Screen+shot+2011-04-06+at+2.01.12+PM.png" width="316" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Yeondoo Jung, Location # 15, C-print, 154cm x 122cm<br />
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</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">I selected this image from Jung because it relates to the recreation of images with a fine line between memory and fantasy.</span></span></div>STUDIO65http://www.blogger.com/profile/13792956692805496819noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8627743267582120454.post-20143505500539817282011-03-27T22:22:00.000-07:002011-03-27T23:11:27.897-07:00Brenda LaBier: as i remember it...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t2tnlBnRCBU/TZAa5kDp6cI/AAAAAAAAACs/XXX0zUZCvb8/s1600/_MG_6023.web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t2tnlBnRCBU/TZAa5kDp6cI/AAAAAAAAACs/XXX0zUZCvb8/s400/_MG_6023.web.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f7f7f; font-family: 'Crimson Text'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 24pt;"><span style="color: #878787;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Brenda LaBier: as i remember it…</span></span></span><span style="color: #6c6c6c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18pt;"><span style="color: #878787;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Untitled</span></span></i></span><span style="color: #878787;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">, 2011. © Studio65. Courtesy of the artist</span></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #878787; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Jo Spence went on to explore her childhood experience within her own photographic work. ...she staged possible family pictures in a dramatic performance of concealed relationships and submerged emotion. The work developed into a practice she described as a form of therapy, working through traumatic moments and reliving the intensities of childhood...(Spence 1987) Chap. 3, page 158.</span><br />
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<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="color: #878787;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">This image relates to Spence's quote because my work incorporates multi-layered meanings and I combine </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #878787; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">re-enacted moments with symbolic meaning to expand on "memory work" of childhood traumas and tracing identity. </span></div></div>STUDIO65http://www.blogger.com/profile/13792956692805496819noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8627743267582120454.post-39388634092582669602011-03-27T22:16:00.000-07:002011-03-27T23:11:51.588-07:00Brenda LaBier: as i remember it...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bixFTy6Sxns/TZAZSOKfN2I/AAAAAAAAACo/dp711zAUL60/s1600/_MG_6180.11.17black.web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="252" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bixFTy6Sxns/TZAZSOKfN2I/AAAAAAAAACo/dp711zAUL60/s400/_MG_6180.11.17black.web.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f7f7f; font-family: 'Crimson Text'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f7f7f; font-family: 'Crimson Text'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 24pt;"><span style="color: #878787;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Brenda LaBier: as i remember it…</span></span></span><span style="color: #6c6c6c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18pt;"><span style="color: #878787;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Untitled</span></span></i></span><span style="color: #878787;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">, 2011. © Studio65. Courtesy of the artist</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #878787;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #878787; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">As a continuation of <i>as i remember it..., </i>I incorporate multi-layers combining </span><br />
<span style="color: #878787;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="color: #878787;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">re-enacted moments with symbolic meaning to expand on "memory work" of childhood traumas and tracing identity. This image was selected due to its many reads. </span></span></span></div></span></span></span></div></span></div>STUDIO65http://www.blogger.com/profile/13792956692805496819noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8627743267582120454.post-50303519238556207852011-03-27T21:59:00.000-07:002011-03-27T23:12:14.133-07:00Brenda LaBier: as i remember it...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zyyUk7h4ue4/TZAVg9pW98I/AAAAAAAAACk/qP06oBagQow/s1600/_MG_6050.web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zyyUk7h4ue4/TZAVg9pW98I/AAAAAAAAACk/qP06oBagQow/s400/_MG_6050.web.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f7f7f; font-family: 'Crimson Text'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 24pt;"><span style="color: #878787;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Brenda LaBier: as i remember it…</span></span></span><span style="color: #6c6c6c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18pt;"><span style="color: #878787;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Untitled</span></span></i></span><span style="color: #878787;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">, 2011. © Studio65. Courtesy of the artist</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #878787;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #878787; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">As a continuation of <i>as i remember it..., </i>I incorporate multi-layers combining </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18pt;"><span style="color: #878787;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="color: #878787;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">re-enacted moments with symbolic meaning to expand on "memory work" of childhood traumas and tracing identity. The constant struggle portrayed is why I selected this image.</span></span></span></div></span></span></div>STUDIO65http://www.blogger.com/profile/13792956692805496819noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8627743267582120454.post-11723935592790332172011-03-09T22:43:00.000-08:002011-03-09T22:43:18.076-08:00Brenda LaBier: as i remember it...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-vqtF2uIbKrI/TXhyhUy7ZMI/AAAAAAAAACg/p1cpryr2cXc/s1600/_MG_5948.web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-vqtF2uIbKrI/TXhyhUy7ZMI/AAAAAAAAACg/p1cpryr2cXc/s400/_MG_5948.web.jpg" width="252" /></a></div><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 24.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="color: #878787;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Brenda LaBier: as i remember it…</span></span><span style="color: #6c6c6c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="color: #878787;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Untitled</span></i></span><span style="color: #878787;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">, 2011. © Studio65. Courtesy of the artist</span></span><span style="color: #6c6c6c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #878787;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Developed for, </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">as i remember it…</span></i></span><span style="color: #878787;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">, I use objects to transfer recalled memories of childhood traumatic events. </span></span><span style="color: black;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><!--EndFragment-->STUDIO65http://www.blogger.com/profile/13792956692805496819noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8627743267582120454.post-84101866390244722022011-03-09T22:39:00.000-08:002011-03-09T22:39:36.371-08:00Brenda LaBier: as i remember it...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Fu5yc0OXnLU/TXhxqj2WQYI/AAAAAAAAACc/YuSe5uM4nF8/s1600/_MG_4721.web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Fu5yc0OXnLU/TXhxqj2WQYI/AAAAAAAAACc/YuSe5uM4nF8/s400/_MG_4721.web.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><!--StartFragment--> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 24.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="color: #878787;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Brenda LaBier: as i remember it…</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 24.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span style="color: #878787;"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"><span style="color: #878787;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Untitled</span></i></span><span style="color: #878787;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">, 2011. © Studio65. Courtesy of the artist</span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span style="color: #878787;"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="color: #878787;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Developed for, </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">as i remember it…</span></i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="color: #878787;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">, the recollection of childhood memories contains both visual and physical imprints. </span></span></span></div><!--EndFragment-->STUDIO65http://www.blogger.com/profile/13792956692805496819noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8627743267582120454.post-77871529980601946702011-03-09T22:33:00.000-08:002011-03-09T22:33:10.289-08:00Brenda LaBier: as i remember it...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-LnjJMoZufrg/TXhv1vM0-iI/AAAAAAAAACY/WYZ6I-X3qmA/s1600/DoubleWallv7.web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-LnjJMoZufrg/TXhv1vM0-iI/AAAAAAAAACY/WYZ6I-X3qmA/s400/DoubleWallv7.web.jpg" width="258" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f7f7f; font-family: 'Crimson Text'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Brenda LaBier: as i remember it…</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Untitled</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">, 2011. © Studio65. Courtesy of the artist</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Developed for, <i>as i remember it…</i><span style="font-style: normal;">, this image recalls a memory of waiting, wondering and not being sure of who I should be, an inner struggle. </span></span></span></div>STUDIO65http://www.blogger.com/profile/13792956692805496819noreply@blogger.com0