Month: March 2013

Book Review: Widow Basquiat

Many years ago I studied Jean Michel-Basquiat in High School. I was truly enamoured by the content and context of his work. In 2010 I watched the popular documentary based on his life by Tamara Davis. This documentary was incredibly eye opening to his talent, concepts, motivations and passion- yet, the affect his lifestyle had on his nearest and dearest was left quite elusive. (This is a must watch by the way). No too long ago I picked up this book,and (you guessed it) didn’t put it down. It is based on the journey of Suzannes (One of Basquiat’s lovers) life and how it completely changed when she met Jean. Strangely authored by Jennifer Clement (A Mutual friend of there’s) but also has the inclusion of Suzannes esoteric moments of thought. Clement tells the story of the life and times in 1980’s New York; from racial resistance to art institutional critique. What did it mean to be a young black artist, creating, selling and taking complete ownership of his rhetoric in white institutions? After Clement …

The Little Things…

All my life I’ve been quite a reclusive person. Everything internal and external I have kept more than less to myself. From my personal chaos to my Art. All of it has been kept within me. Through my teenage years I had learned to trust paper, rather than people. I wrote for days. Then I began to read. I lost myself in other peoples non-fictional endeavours, so I didn’t have to focus on my own. Moving in to my adult life, I slowly let go of the paper. Nowadays, with blogs and extensive social networking we’ve discarded how wonderful it is to pick up a pen and just write. Not just the action of it, but the Art of it. Seeing the identity of a persons handwriting,for me, is quite wondrous. You might think I’m crazy but it looks magical to me :). Perhaps that is because we’re only use to seeing Arial and Times New Roman lol. About 6 months ago I got a new book to start writing in; I was struggling. Then …

Random International: Rain Room

Finally! I had been wanting to experience the Rain Room for quite some time now. It wasn’t the greatest idea that we decided to go on the last day. Which meant that we had a 10 hour, YES, 10 HOUR wait! But it was most definitely worth it. Presented by London’s Barbican Centre and created by rAndom International the Rain Room was truly a magical experience. For those who aren’t aware, the Rain Room is a 100sq Metre field of falling water of which sensory beams are put in to place to capture movement and therefore, the water moves around you. This was cleverly designed, not just in terms of architecture but It controlled each one of my senses. Especially Sound and Sight. The sound of the water falling was immensely captivating and the addition of the powerful white light against the black room with the water falling created amazing silhouette’s. My other half described it as “a different World”. We didn’t want to leave. And guess what? We didn’t have to, there was no …

Wanderlust

I have always had this incredible hunger to see the World. Perhaps because Its been installed in me from an early age. I’ve been taught that travelling is essential. Its so easy to get wrapped in to a daily routine of a structural way of living. I think travelling takes your mind away. So I’ve got myself some preserving accessories and decided to start saving up for my spending money. I haven’t travelled in an aeroplane in 2 years and I’m going away in exactly 99 days (points for precision! haha). I think its so important to sense what life is like in another place so I plan to work/live abroad in the near future. But I don’t doubt that London will always be the place I call home. I’m so ready to get on that plane with hopefully no worries and just live my life abroad. There’s nothing better. If you happen to come by this post randomly/by chance and you haven’t travelled before; please do. My belief is that you haven’t truly lived …