dave heller over at print mag obvs. knows his stuff. this fella's work was familiar to me but i could never place the name. introducing John Heartfield:
:: john heartfield at getty '06
which reminds me, actually. i've meant to get more info about rockwell kent. the prints that i picked up in Saratoga are from a book about his trip to greenland called Salamina. that. shit. is. awesome. would it were that book stores in williamsburg and greenpoint weren't so darned expensive. hm. perhaps this is where my plans for BILLIONS can come in. opening an affordable art book store............that isn't just duplicating the masses of libros being hawked by lovely folk on bedford ave each weekend. hmmm.
kent just kills it. his woodblocks appeal to me much more than the paintings, though i haven't seen a painting in person so perhaps it's like experiencing an albert bierstadt or friedrich in the flesh. subliiiiiime.
ahem. in other news, i am ever in need of new music these days which is bizarre only because
this past winter i could barely make it out of the 60s and 70s. jp just alerted me to Lio from belgium and decades past, so perhaps i shouldn't be celebrating my return to contemporary tunez just yet. or perhaps i should just shut the fuck up and listen (with prejudice, of course).cool fella over at icomefromreykjavik has a great tune that slays like puppy fuzz on twinkle. lovely.
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