Katherine Lindquist

You Googled What? vol1 August 17, 2007

Filed under: Google — Katie @ 3:26 pm

This is the first of what I hope to be many lists of things people have typed into search engines to find my blog.

mark dion postmodern frame -I hope this was for a class and I hope someone stole parts of my essay on site specific art.

making pictures with black ink on convex -Convex what? That question has been keeping me up at night.

Katherine Lindquist, ID -Someone is checking up on me.

katie lindquist nude -Sorry.

And some variations of my name:

katharine lindquist

Catherine Lindquist

lindquist katie

linquest

Almost.

To be fair, there is another Katherine Lindquist who is slightly more well known than me. She plays beach volleyball. I haven’t really been following her career, but I’m hoping someday people will accidentally get her when searching for me.

 

Hidden Talent. August 17, 2007

Filed under: Art, Personal — Katie @ 3:01 pm

I make tiny animals out of tin foil. Not just any tin foil will do, though. It has to be Hersey Kiss wrappers. The foil used to wrap a kiss features a thinness and flexibility that rivals all other foil wrappers. Another great feature that you may or may not have noticed is that there is a shiny side and a dull side. Perfection. At least for making tiny animals. I’m not any kind of expert on the other applications of tin foil candy wrappers.

I’m not exactly sure how this talent came to be, but nonetheless, there it is. Some people have perfect pitch, some people can paint, some people can pick up really heavy things, but me, I can make tiny kiss wrapper animals. I’m thinking maybe it’s my calling, so I should just embrace it. So recently I’ve started making dioramas around these animals. It’s really fun and hopefully it will make me a famous millionaire someday. Soon, hopefully. So, without further ado, here are some really poor quality photos of one of my creations. I call it “More Than all the Stars in the Sky”. Hopefully you can get the gist.

Full view

This is the full view of an elephant standing on the moon looking up at the earth and stars.

Earth and stars

A closeup of the earth hanging in front of the stars.


Elephant

This is a closeup of the kiss wrapper elephant.

Elephant and thumb

Here’s my thumb next to the elephant for scale.

Self

And this is me pondering using a real camera and tripod to retake these pictures.

 

Moving is no easy task. August 17, 2007

Filed under: Personal — Katie @ 2:09 pm

So I’m moving to a new apartment, and while trying to organize things to get ready for packing, I unearthed my webcam. Yes. Webcam. Its original purpose was so I could have video chats with my family, to help ease the pain of their favorite daughter going to college so far away, but now it seems like its main goal is to distract me from getting anything done. I don’t have a digital camera of my own, but I think this is better, just based on the fact that I can videotape myself while working on my computer. Like I’m doing right now. How else will I find out what I look like when I am in deep concentration while reading blogs and watching youtube videos? Plus, I can now take pictures of the things I have been working on and share them with you. You lucky people. (Or, more likely, person. Maybe. If my dad is still reading this.)

 

Where do the artists go? August 9, 2007

Filed under: Art Community, Photography — Katie @ 12:59 pm

Yesterday Alec Soth posted on his blog about the lack of “great” pictures on Flickr.  I have to agree with the sentiment, although his wording seems a bit shaky to me.  However, I whole heartedly concur with AFC’s response. I think there needs to be a place where fine art photographers or just artists in general can have a community online.  Almost like Flickr, but specifically targeted to artists, not just the general public.  The Saatchi Gallery has the right idea with their Stuart website, but it’s set up poorly and doesn’t really function as well as it could, so my patience for it ran out.  There seem to be lots of creative computer-savvy people sprouting up, some of them should come together and build an online community for all those poor artsy types without an internet home.

 

Showing Off. August 6, 2007

Filed under: Photography, Sam — Katie @ 2:31 pm

dirtfeatherglass

I thought it might be nice to put a bit of my own work up here.

boneslines

These are some pictures I took this spring.

ramen

Sometimes I steal words from Sam and put them in my pictures.

burgerking

I don’t think he minds.boneslines

 

Shameless Boyfriend Promotion. August 6, 2007

Filed under: Sam, Writing — Katie @ 1:46 pm

Katie and Sam

This is me and my super attractive and talented bf, Sam Cole. If you think he’s cute too, maybe you should check out paperwall, his one page literary journal. And if you like that, maybe you should print out some copies and leave them lying around. And then tell all your friends to do the same. While you’re at it, have a look at his main website too.

 

What I Love About Photography. August 2, 2007

Filed under: Photography — Katie @ 3:42 pm
  • Shapes
  • Lines
  • Colors
  • Feelings
  • Not people
  • Short DOF
  • Microscopes
  • Light
  • Intimacy
  • Bravery
  • Boldness
  • Humbleness
 

What I Hate About Photography. August 2, 2007

Filed under: Photography — Katie @ 3:41 pm
  • Pretentious photo students
  • Lensbabies
  • Pretentious photo students
  • Stock photos
  • Pretentious photo students
  • Polaroids
  • Pretentious photo students
  • Opinions
  • Pretentious photo students
  • Photoshop ethics
  • Pretentious photo students
  • Low contrast
  • Pretentious photo students
  • Pictures of flowers
  • Pretentious photo students
  • Rule of thirds
  • Pretentious photo students
  • Following the rules
  • Pretentious photo students
  • Clichés
  • Pretentious photo students
  • Photo school
  • Pretentious photo students
 

Specifically. August 2, 2007

Filed under: Class Papers — Katie @ 3:00 pm

Once upon a time, I packed up my little Corolla with food, suitcases, booze and two good friends. We all had two weeks for spring break and I had a mission. Our destination was Marfa, Texas. I wanted- no, needed- to see a place where art existed outside of big cities and millions of people. I wanted to see art I couldn’t see anywhere else in the world. I needed to see something site specific.

The entire journey was a work of art onto itself, full of deep conversations, personal revelations, and great music. There were plenty of roadside tourist traps and belly laughs the entire trip, but nothing compared to the feeling of finally turning onto route 10 in the middle of the desert in Texas. It took us three days of driving, twelve hours a day, to make it to Marfa. The town was unlike any place I have ever seen in real life, but that is not what this story is supposed to be about.

The Chinati Foundation, formerly Fort D.A. Russel, is home to great work by some of the great names in art. John Chamberlin, Dan Flavin, Carl Andre, Richard Long, and of course Donald Judd. The piece that meant the most to me, and the piece this is all really getting to, is Donald Judd’s Untitled (100 works in unmilled aluminum). It is contained in two former artillery sheds, tall long buildings with curved roofs and plate glass windows. The tour guide led our small group of six to the first door, stood outside and explained how the piece was constructed, transported, and installed, then opened the shed and let us in. It was a life changing experience for me. I didn’t know much about site specific work, or rather had never really thought about it much. But standing in that converted shed in the middle of nowhere in the desert was incredible.

The piece is two separate sheds, one with 48 pieces and the other with 52. The actual sculptures are typical Judd shapes, variations on a box structure. These are made of unmilled aluminum, so they are silver, but not polished and shiny. They came up to about my waist and are evenly spaced in two rows. Walking though the sheds, I tried to take in everything possible about the space, the mood, and the environment. The reason I see 100 works as site specific is the windows. The view was nothing short of amazing. On one side of the sheds is six u-shaped army barracks that were converted to house a piece by Dan Flavin. Out the other side of the sheds is a view of the open desert, interrupted only by another Donald Judd work made up of similar shapes but much larger and made of cement. The contrast of the industrial unfinished metal works, silver colored window frames, poured concrete floors, and humans wandering around against the oranges and reds of the earth and dry yellow grass was nothing short of breathtaking and left me awestruck and speechless.

Judd’s 100 works could not have been as successful as it was for me in any other location. Where stands, it speaks volumes about contrast, technology and nature, and emotions that I cannot possibly put into words. And Judd knew this. He put his work in the middle of nowhere Texas, hours away from other cities, where the view from the windows is unlikely to be altered for a very long time, if ever. Judd wrote, in a catalogue for the Chinati Foundation:

It takes a great deal of time and thought to install work carefully. This should not always be thrown away. Most art is fragile and some should be placed and never moved again. Somewhere a portion of contemporary art has to exist as an example of what the art and its context were meant to be. Somewhere, just as the platinum­iridium meter guarantees the tape measure, a strict measure must exist for the art of this time and place.

Judd knew exactly what he was doing with 100 works, and with the works of many of his friends and colleagues.

Of course there are other artists who also explore site specificity. A favorite of mine is Richard Serra, who is interesting to me because he is commissioned to explore a specific area. The idea of changing the physical space his works are placed can be applied to any location imaginable. The style he used and methods employed can be used anywhere, which could make Serra’s work seem very site un-specific. However, each individual work addresses only one space, and cannot be moved or used anywhere else, making it indeed site specific. The thought that the technique can be applied to many places to create a unique and site specific result also applies to the work of Mark Dion, who rearranges preexisting materials to make his own work.

In a different (or maybe not so different at all) vein, the work of Jean-Claude and Christo is focused more on the idea behind the work than the actual individual result. They explore space just like Richard Serra, and modify existing environments like Mark Dion, but their goal is not necessarily a finished piece. After their idea is carried out, the work is taken down. They sell the sketches and materials used to realize the idea instead of the actual end result. This is affected, of course, greatly by the environment their work is placed in. Their works are site specific but temporary. Jean-Claude and Christo are as much about planning as actual execution. Even more than they are site specific artists, they are focused on the process and value it more than the result.

But what exactly is a site? The obvious definition is a physical location; a gallery space, a field, a highway, a middle of nowhere town. But what about culture? A great deal of political art is constantly being produced worldwide, especially in this time of war. I think the culture a work is applied to can also be considered a site. If a work is created about a politician in America, for example, a citizen of a different country may not fully understand it as well as an American citizen would. But this idea is not limited to foreign countries. There are many cultures identifiable within countries as well that do not understand each other. A perfect example of this is the recent cancellation of a show including the work of Cosimo Cavallaro. The piece My Sweet Jesus was an anatomically correct nude portrayal of Jesus Christ made from over 200 pounds of milk chocolate. It was set to open on the day after Palm Sunday, but infuriated Roman Catholics got the show shut down by way of angry emails, phone calls, and threats. This is just another case of hate and censorship resulting from people not caring to be open minded and try and understand each other.

The site of a site specific work of art is very open to interpretation. It can be an actual physical site, an idea in someone’s mind, a culture, or any number of other things. Just like all art, the site is in the eye of the beholder. And if you have to travel over two thousand miles just to see it and for a few hours occupy the same site and become a part of it, then you must judge if it is worth the effort.

 

In Memory of your Feelings. August 2, 2007

Filed under: Class Papers, Shows — Katie @ 2:53 pm

The Hirshhorn Museum and Sculpture Garden in Washington, DC houses the modern art collection within the Smithsonian Museum complex. October 26, 2006 through January 7, 2007, it held a show titled The Uncertainty of Objects and Ideas; Recent Sculpture. It was an opportunity for the Hirshhorn to show off its recent acquisitions; the diversity and quality of the pieces justified such a show.

One artist in particular caught my eye as I walked though the gallery. Perhaps it was my background in photography that drew me to the pieces. Maybe it was the simplicity of the shapes and colors used. Or it could have been the level of craftsmanship that impressed me. Whatever the reason, Mary Bauermeister’s series, and in particular the piece “In Memory of Your Feelings, or Hommage à Jasper Johns” stood out to me in the show. The only material listed on the identification plaque was “lens box”, but that does not even come close to describing what made up this work. There were three layers of glass in a wooden frame with about two inches between each layer. The entire box was approximately two feet high, one and a half feet wide, and six inches deep. Each layer of glass was sprinkled with convex glass lenses; some round, some oval, some rounded rectangles, and ranging in size from about four inches to a half an inch. The back of the box was filled with sketches, line patterns, and text, which I assumed to be German considering the artist was born in Germany. The lines and design patterns were mostly in pencil or black ink or paint, but in a few places there was also orange and blue, and a tiny rainbow in one corner. The drawing continued around the inside edges of the wooden frame, but the outside was left painted plain white. A few of the larger round lenses had also been painted white and drawn on, and the texture added by the brushstrokes made me wonder if they were actually made of wood. How the lenses were attached to the glass remains a mystery to me; there were no signs of glue or pegs or fasteners of any kind. It appeared as if the lenses were made with the sheets of glass. Or maybe the glass was cut into the appropriate size and shape for each lens so perfectly it was impossible to tell. The flawless craftsmanship was extremely impressive. The drawing and designs aspect looked free and spontaneous, like a train of thought, but the construction was executed with robotic perfection.

The interaction of the lenses and the drawing patterns was mesmerizing, and I could have easily stayed and stared at it for hours. Any photographer is well aware of the level of engineering necessary to construct a lens. Although Bauermeister’s lenses didn’t need to be as exact as a camera lens, thinking about the amount of work and skill that goes into making just one lens makes “In Memory…” that much more impressive. The patterns were magnified different amounts in different places depending on where the viewer stood, making the piece interactive as well. I wasn’t the only one in the room standing on tiptoe, squatting down, and moving from side to side. The work encouraged it. The enlarged view of the drawing made the sketchiness of the pencil and the strokes of the paintbrush obvious; it was difficult not to appreciate the juxtaposition between that and the pristine clarity of the lens itself.