Showing posts with label //word du jour//. Show all posts
Showing posts with label //word du jour//. Show all posts

6 June 2010

Word du jour: LECKOmio


La Grille présente LECKOmio (stefan winterle), jusu'au 26 juin, 2010. La Grille, c'est une petite galerie urbaine et contemporaine indépendante qui cherche à rapprocher l'art et l'artiste de son public. L'idée n'est pas de rafler le profit mais plutôt de rendre accessible une forme artistique et son créateur qui sont bien souvent soit marginalisée, ou l'autre extrême, projeter dans un marché exclusive se voulant la jouer trendy et inaccessible.Une galerie qui en dix mois, a fait dix expositions. Très impressionnant!
Enfin, pour clôturer cette première saison de la galerie, on finit avec LECKOmio - maître dû pochoir qui épate, surprend et même trompe l'œil avec ces œuvres travaillées à la perfection. Utilisant plus d'une huitantaine de pochoirs et innombrables couleurs, l'on ne peux qu'être ébahit par la patience et la passion de cet artiste. D'ailleur à minte reprise, on lui demande s'il est fou. Il nous assure que non, juste fou du graffiti...
Pour des photos de l'expo, je vous invite à visiter la site de La Grille: http://www.lagrille.ch/

9 May 2010

Word du jour: Home / House

J'ai récemment visionné le film « News from home / News from house » (2006) d'Amos Gitaï. Ce film, entre autre, explore cette notion de maison et de foyer au sein des terres israéliennes/palestiniennes. Tandis qu'il a difficilement retenu mon attention - tout est très étiré, long et lent - je trouve le thème abordé dans le film très intéressant. Cette idée de maison qui subit un va-et-vient de gens, de changement de paysage et d’atmosphère tandis qu’elle, la maison, reste là, immobile, observatrice, silencieuse... Une maison qui avec le temps a loger Palestiniens et Israéliens, ne faisant pas de différence. Une image symbolique.

Cette notion de « home/house » m'inspire, je dirais même qu'elle me travaille. C’est une question qui est souvent problématique dans les recherches que je fais au sein des communautés ou « bulles » internationales. What is home ? Where is home ? Ces gens, et surtout les enfants, toujours en transit d’un pays à l’autre, perdant touts repères, toutes racines. Souvent, ces enfants n’aiment pas la question d’où viens-tu ? tu habites où ? Car même s’ils vivent physiquement dans un logement situé à un lieu spécifique, cela ne fait pas de cet endroit leur maison. Les réponses que j’ai eu témoigné c’est que Home est où travaille les parents. Une réponse chargée de signification, qui, délivrée avec une nonchalance et un détachement émotionnel, cache une tristesse. Les réponses sont souvent très brèves, factuelles, sans entrer dans les détails car cela peut devenir compliqué. Les sentiments que l’on attribue à un chez soi sont très personnel. Mais bien souvent en commençant par l’enfance, on donne une très grande importance à ce lieu qui représente un cocon de sécurité et de familiarité, autant rassurant que vital pour un enfant.

22 April 2010

Word du jour: Roberto Saviano

Première jour de conférence à la 6ième Global Investigative Journalism Conference, à Genève. Premières rencontres. Première séance. Première fascination…

En Conférence avec l’homme qui fait peur à la Mafia, et pour qui facebook l’a sauvé: Roberto Saviano. A man for whom life is like a prison, wanted for dead by certain Mafioso who have not digested Saviano’s revelations. As he details his experience as an investigative reporter, as an infiltré of the Camorra, as a person whose life has been turned up side down after he sought to tell the truth and expose the presence and power of crime organizations in Italy, one can only be surprised by his oddly optimistic and grateful attitude.

Saviano wants to begin by underlining that he believes in the power of words, be it against the mafia or not. For him, words have given him the possibility to continue living. While he could have had the possibility to disappear, with Finland offering asylum, Saviano chose not to run away. He instead chose police protection, living in hiding and in permanent presences of his seven bodyguards. He has also chosen to face criticism from the likes of Silvio Berlusconi, who recently stated that people like Roberto Saviano damage Italy’s reputation. Nothing more needs to be said as this reflection in itself sums up the nature of Berlusconi’s character and concerns. Roberto Saviano has chosen to stand up for what he believes in, and he believes that talking about the Camorra and exposing crime organisations is the only way to resist these powers… Refusing to be silenced. Refusing to be intimated. After all, the mafia does not merely use arms to kill, but they use defamation and slander to intimidate; they attack a person’s honour and reputation in order to deter those who may so much as consider reporting and investigating on criminal organisations.

Roberto Saviano explains that despite his strange misadventure, he is hugely lucky because the situation in which he finds himself in today, is merely a reflection of the success of his investigation and the threat that he, this young Italian from Naples, poses for these Mafia bosses. After all, had his story created no interest, had he had no readers, there would have been no media-hype, no million sales of "Gomorrah" and no film.

Finally, as he details how fellow investigative journalists can get in touch with him, he adds that facebook saved him. As he can no longer go the pub, Facebook has become his equivalent; a place for him to socialize with others all in the presence of a nice, cool beer.

Cheers to that, and cheers to him for accepting this rare public appearance.

1 April 2010

Pensée du jour: the 'Orient'

Lately, in one of my classes, I have been focusing on the Israël-Palestinian conflit. It draws up many questions and complexities...which I am not going to delve into right now. Instead, it reminds me of a work I did on 'Orientalism' and Hollywood. This mix of fascination and fear of the Middle East, also identifiable as the ‘Orient’, has been long-standing within the West. The Western media and Hollywood particularly, have placed an intense focus on Arabs and Islam often portraying “highly exaggerated” stereotypes and conveying “belligerent hostility” towards ‘them’. Over centuries, the oriental East and Islam with their associations of barbarism and primitive ‘Otherness’ have been constructed as a binary opposite to the civilized and democratic ‘Occident’.

It seems we always need an Other, to villify, and to makes 'us' feel better.

Since the ‘terrorist’ attacks of September 11, in 2001, in the United States, there has been a heightened Western fascination and paranoia of the Orient, due to the incessant links with terrorism and ‘Islamic fundamentalism’. There is little doubt that in a media saturated-era, the attacks were a “terror spectacle” with images of the crashing planes and crumbling Twin Towers etched into thousands of peoples memories. What was shown live across global news channels “looked like a disaster film”. However, ironically, Hollywood is far from unfamiliar with terrorists and the spectacular. On the contrary, terrorism has long been a focus in Hollywood filmmaking, as well as the vilification of Arabs as incompetent, evil villains. The list of films dealing with such topics is endless...and rarely, is the blame put on the 'Occident'.

I also point out that the Orient “consisted – and consists - of the great civilizations to the East of the West”. Yet, we find there is increasingly a narrowed description of the Orient. We can find that all to often, it indicates the Middle East and discounts China, India, Japan, Korea and other parts of the Far East as also being ‘Oriental’.

20 February 2010

Word du jour: AMSTERDAM

Visite de musée Van Gogh, Anne Frank, Rembrandt...les canaux, le Red Light District, les coffee shops, les sex shops, les pancakes et les trams...une ville de découvertes et nouveautés - des fois même un peu dépassante. Lors de ce premier séjours dans cette ville pleine de charme et ouverture d'esprit, je suis séduite...partiellement, mais ceci n'a rien avoir avec la ville, mais plutôt la commercialisation qui ne fait que s'amplifier dans cette société moderne.

En visitant certains musées, je suis laissé atristée et non émue par les œuvres ou histoires qui sont devant moi. Je me rends comptes à quel point les musées d'arts ainsi que le sex sont des business lucratifs... En temps que jeune femme dans le Red Light District, regardant ces beautés maquillées, à corps tonifiés et bronzés dans les vitrines, je reste perplexe. J'espère simplement qu'elles sont là de leur propre grés. Je ne suis pas dans une position à juger... et je ne permettrais pas... mais j'espère qu'il n'y a pas de réseaux pervers et affreux derrière ces visages masqués de maquillage et cheveux décolorés... Ensuite, les musées d'arts avec leurs magasins 'souvenirs' ne se limitent plus à vendre des simples cartes postales des oeuvres ou des livres sur l'artiste. Maintenant, on peut trouvé parapluie à motif de tableaux, t-shirt, sous-verre, tasse et assiette ou encore gomme, règle et crayons. Cela m'atriste...

I feel there is a certain loss of authenticity; the stories and works of arts are presented in such sterile and controlled environments. I even question whether the brush strokes you see are genuine. It all feels so removed from the creators of these works and stories. My mother expresses her saddness at how neither Van Gogh nor Anne Frank will ever know the success they have reached. They have powerful works that have moved hundreds of people across the globe, gaining international recognition...yet, she wonders for what. Because those at the source died before any such glory was had. So, she asks, what was the point if they don't know? But perhaps that's the point - if they hadn't of died, would the story be quite the same...

14 January 2010

Mood du jour: 'Will I' vs. 'How'

In life, we are perpetually confronted with difficulties and obstacles. Certain moments in our lives are or will be particularly challenging, and will place a heavy burden on us. Such moments fill us with strong emotions and questions of whys and hows… The fatigue of always having to fight, to regain faith and hope after a series of disappointments leads to some people making themselves ill. Others lose themselves, their faith, hopes and aspirations; some isolate themselves and others become empty shells void of any emotion and joie-de-vivre.

In the past year, I have been forced to think a lot about the obstacles that one or many individuals face. One thought that captivated me was language… to be more specific, the language that one uses in such challenging times. The formulation of our ideas and questions can say a lot about the current state of mind in which we find ourselves or frame ourselves in.

On a personal note, I have concluded the following. The question is not so much – ‘Will I overcome this obstacle?’ Rather – ‘How will I overcome this obstacle?’
The first question underlines a doubt on behalf of the person asking themselves the question. Besides doubt, this formulation indicates a lack of confidence; an uncertainty; a possibility that the obstacle will not be overcome and that there will be a relinquishment from the person. There is even a suggestion of defeat, letting the obstacle overrule you. There is an implication of sadness and negativity. Or rather more simply, this question can be answered by a mere ‘yes’ or ‘no’.

‘How will I overcome this obstacle?’ evokes a more positive and dynamic resonance, indicating a faith and hopefulness. This questions underlines that the person recognises, and to a certain degree accepts, that there is an obstacle to surmount. However, they are not going to stop at that: they are going to look for a way to cope with and to confront the difficulties… so as to move on, to turn the page towards better moments. This questions requires a complete sentence, more defined and thought-out than just a ‘yes’ or ‘no’.

In the end, I tell myself that it is too easy to be negative. Being positive and having hope is what is hard; yet it is also what is rewarding. I find that we all make our lives what they are; we make our happiness as we make our sorrows. This is not to deny that there are certain unexpected events and situations that are extremely delicate and painful… that certain choices can turn ones life around, in better as in worse… But at the end of the day, we most often all have a choice. Be it a good or a bad choice… Can we even ask such a question? After all, what is good for one is very often bad for another. I do not know. What I do know is that at the moment, armed with hope and a certain positivism: I am looking for the ‘How’ in coping with and confronting obstacles…

7 December 2009

Mood du jour: Fed up

There are days like that. We are fed up. May it be called the blues or getting up on the wrong side of the bed… in the end, it doesn’t matter. We are just tired and have had enough.
From the moment that we wake up, nothing is right. To begin; we didn’t hear the alarm clock so we get up late. We feel rushed so we go onto ‘speed’ mode; we hurry ourselves to get dressed; we hastily do our hair: we try to grab a quick bite to eat (although some mornings we don’t even have the time); we quickly brush our teeth; grab our stuff and swiftly head for the door to find ourselves sure of having forgotten something but unsure what. Then we run to catch the bus and there, due to the morning madness, we hesitate in our memory as to whether we did actually lock the door or not. And all this – even before stepping into work, where we have a niggling feeling that things are not going to be better.
This is not intended to be a rant, but surely most us have experienced such mornings… it seems that in this modern 21st century society, it is somewhat inevitable that we experience this at one point or another.
However… in the course of the day… there may be a moment amongst the clouded chaos, solitude and fatigue, where a glimmer of sunlight appears (literally or metaphorically) that lifts our spirits and temporarily transports us to another dimension; a more peaceful and pleasant dimension away from the stress and worries. We allow ourselves a few seconds to indulge in this other universe... to think that tomorrow is another day, and perhaps a better day…

30 November 2009

Word du jour: Graffiti

Graffiti, as seen in inner-cities and urban areas, is an emerging phenomenon from the mid-to-late twentieth century. However, the understanding, perception and social significance of graffiti continue to remain unclear within this twenty-first century. It is very much an open field. An initial issue is that the term ‘graffiti’ is one fuelled by ambiguity. Additionally, the associations that are attributed or made with this one word vary extensively amid different people. Expressions such as ‘public art’, ‘street art’, ‘tagging’, ‘vandalism’ or ‘social crime’ all relate to graffiti in some way. These blurred perceptions also extend to those who undertake this practice: the graffitists.

Think of Banksy. A current “heavyweight in the art world” and a pride of Bristol, Banksy is one of a few graffiti artists who has successfully and commercially imposed himself and his style within urban society and modern art. Most often termed as a ‘guerrilla artist’, his status has led to Bristol (his hometown) council ordering that all his work in the city be ‘preserved’, yet all other graffiti adjacent to Banksy’s work, be tackled. This example in itself emphasises the contradictions and inequalities that continually surround the world of graffitists. While one will be recognised internationally for his thought-provoking work and street style, another just as capable and talented will be deemed worthless out of a lack of reputation and status.

Graffiti is a topic that has captivated me for a while now. Really, what prompted such interest was my seeming inability to define what graffiti is. I realized I was unable to pinpoint it down to a single definition because of the endless associations that I had learned to make with the word: graffiti. Essentially, graffiti may be identified as a ‘tag’ (generally a signature of one’s name or ‘crew’) or a ‘piece’ (being a larger and more complete mural). For others, graffiti is something far more ancient relating back to prehistoric cave paintings and wall scratchings of Ancient Rome. The division, however, remains very much blurred and subjective to the individual. Personally, I identify and discuss graffiti as mural ‘pieces’. My current interest lies in the wall paintings as a whole and particularly the context surrounding them. Yet, when dealing with the topic and context of graffiti, a series of questions (which have led to enduring debates) arise, such as: is graffiti art or crime? Is it an act of vandalism or an act of expression? Is it segregating society or unifying communities? Keeping in mind that “what is art to one person may be disfigurement or vandalism to another”, it seems inevitable that there be conflicting perceptions of graffiti. The notion of vandalism is one view that particularly reinforces an important negative opinion of graffiti. However, many people fail to consider whether graffiti, also known as ‘street art’, provides a sense of identity and unity amongst those who either undertake it or appreciate it. Has it encouraged the creation of a subculture? Does graffiti provide a form of identity for artists and aficionados?

Extending from mere mural painting, graffiti has seen the formation of an alternative press to purposely present it how the graffiti artists understand it and try to reduce the images of “vandalism” and “defacement” it conjures. Magazines, internet sites, advertisements, music videos are all areas where graffiti has increasingly featured within a more positive context: as a personalized and occasionally politicized artistic form. There is also an increasing demand for graffiti artists within the branding and marketing world. This is all the more emphasised in a recent project entitled “End-to-End” between Adidas, Footlocker and seven of the best graffiti artists. These graffitists were provided with a warehouse in London, art materials and three days and three nights to create a unique collection of designs, based on their graffiti works, for Adidas footwear, clothing and accessories. So, one wonders whether graffiti is finally beginning to establish itself as a creative and expressive art form in our contemporary society.

*This is an adapted snippet of a research paper that discussed the varying dominant perceptions and definitions of graffiti, with its endless underlying connotations, stereotypes and associations with youth and crime. I hope by publishing extracts I can share my observations and findings and especially invite others to present their thoughts on the topic, their observations or experiences with the graffiti world.

1 February 2009

Word du jour: Bonjour.

I never thought it would take this long to write a first blog. As I sit in front of the computer, searching for the finest, most engaging and interesting First Sentence - I oddly begin to feel like I am getting ready for a job interview, or a first date. It is all about making that first impression. The one that will engage people; draw them towards you; make them want to know more. Except in this scenario, there are no concerns about appearance and body language, rather an apprehension regarding the choice of words and thoughts presented. That first impression becomes about demonstrating that you can make some valid and interesting contributions to an already hectic social platform increasingly polluted with misinformation and babble. It is about creating a platform to ignite interest, discussion, questions, why not critical-thinking and contributions as well… A way of encouraging the act of thinking... (in both myself and others).