Misfit Monochromes in SOMA

My profile of the Japanese artist Kimiko Yoshida was published in the Obsession Issue of SOMA Magazine. Click here to read.

Dazed and Confused

New piece in the film section of this month's Dazed and Confused

Eyeout

In March I worked on texts for Eyeout, a new mobile-art application. Eyeout is the official guide to Berlin's upcoming gallery weekend. The introductory application containing all forty galleries participating in gallery weekend is available for downloadhere. American iphone users can find the application in the app store. Enjoy !

Art Schools

My review of Art Schools: Propositions for the 21st Centurywas recently published in the Fanzine. Click here to read.

Candy Says

My preview of James Raisin's new film Beautiful Darling was published on Interview's film blog yesterday.

My Barbarian

My interview interview with My Barbarian was published in The Fanzine. A must read for any lovers of performance art or experimental theater.

Looking at LA

What started as a fangirl list of my favorites of the famous quintessentially "LA people" has recently been published in the most recent issue of Fabrik Magazine as a short feature called looking at LA.
Fabrik can be found at most LA area art venues and bookstores or you can read the piece online here.

Und unserere Gesichter, mein Herz, kurz als die Lichtbilder

Text by David Horvitz:
For the duration of 2010, John Berger's And Our Faces, My Heart, Brief as Photos, will slowly be typed, word for word, and sent out in daily emails using an announcement list.* Each email will consist of a small text, most likely the size of a single paragraph, and take no longer than a minute to read. Similar (in size and time) to the quickly written email - those emails that come into our in-box, like text messages, and grasp our attention only for a moment (a moment of continuous distraction where you are not really there and nothing is really achieved -only the perpetuation of continuous fragmented stimulation). The attempt here is to play in this area of distraction, and, over time, attempt to to generate through accumulation and agglomeration, a larger, continuous and more graspable thought. Or maybe, through fragmentation, the book will be lost.

I've been doing translation into German for David's project. A process that is doubtlessly awkward and probably full of errors, but is making me love the German language and its texture deeply. I will be updating the site daily, or as close to daily as possible.

White Lightnin'

White Lightnin' in the October 2009 issue of Dazed.

Kiersten Puusemp

This piece was published in Artweek



Kiersten Puusemp: Whole Wide World
The Box
October 25th through November 15th, 2008
By Jesi Khadivi

In fits of pique or depression, everyone has dreamt of going as far away as humanly possible. On October 25th, the opening day of her solo exhibition at The Box, Kiersten Puusemp left Los Angeles. By the time people gathered for her artist’s reception on November 8th, Puusemp was in a helicopter hovering over the Indian Ocean, as far from Los Angeles’ Chinatown as geographically possible. Skipping town for a French territory in the Indian Ocean off the coast of Madagascar was not an escapist stunt, but a way of understanding the earth poetically and spatially. A project three years in the making, Whole Wide World is, in the words of the artist, “an attempt to touch something intangible, to physically experience something that cannot be sufficiently understood intellectually and to perceive the physical reality of a human existence that is limited to a concrete space within an infinite universe.”

This is not the first time the artist has been conspicuously absent from her own opening. She missed the reception for her thesis show at USC because her piece, Long Run, consisted of running a marathon. Everything the artist didn’t take on her expedition to the other side of the earth was left in the gallery. A nomad by nature, Puusemp’s few belongings took up only a fraction of the gallery space; one is confronted with a few pieces of well packed luggage and sundry domestic and recreational items, but mostly white space prevails. Puusemp eschewed presenting her things as art objects, instead opting to leave the remainder of her belongings exactly as they were when she finished packing her bags on the gallery floor. It took a lot of planning, and presumably great expense, to reach the pinnacle of the dialectically physical and intangible experience that Puusemp describes, but the deeply personal nature of the project is both the exhibition’s strength and its weakness. The poster for the exhibition which shows coordinates, maps, immunization records, and frequent flier mile calculations is one of the viewer’s only windows into the process of the piece. However, the culmination of the work (if we are to assume that the spatial relationship that the artist initiates or “makes known” is the function of the piece) is largely private. One must laud Puusemp’s curiosity and desire to explore the basic conditions of human experience. Regardless of her intentions, Puusemp opens many cans of worms simultaneously with Whole Wide World. Post studio art practice is old hat, so we’re used to accepting a jumble, or in Puusemp’s case orderly stacks, of non-art objects as art. But the artistic experience is difficult to pin down in Whole Wide World because the piece is both emphatically spatial, yet completely immaterial. How is the artistic encounter experienced? In a plane over the Indian Ocean? In Los Angeles thinking about a plane over the Indian Ocean? Is it all around us?

The exhibition elicits the contemplation of spatial relationships, the potential immateriality of art objects, the metaphorical artist’s journey, and the artist’s physical relationship to their art work in a globalized post-studio framework. However, Puusemp’s refusal to channel her experience of this journey is the most frustrating aspect of the exhibition. With the exception of the exhibition poster, documentation doesn’t play a role in the realization of this piece. Puusemp gives her audience little guidance. She ditches them in the dust while she takes her journey, leaving them with a room full of things she couldn’t take with her and their own ideas.

Anna Torma, Istvan Zsako, and Balint Zsako in Border Crossings

My review of the Torma-Zsako family's exhibition at the Wilde Gallerywas just published in the Canadian arts quarterly Border Crossings.