3/9/12
Time is on art's side.
Just to give you the heads up. Bloody Hands is running very nicely. There is not a lot to blog about. It's all being said for now. It's actions. More and more people finally color their hands red to experience the change this evokes. I'm loving it. Thanks.
3/1/11
BIGGGGGGGER!
Here is what I want: I want a huge sculpture installation. As big and as prominent as possible.
I'm thinking like in Grand Central or on the Empire state building, In Central Park and Tompkins Square... Washington Square.
I want hands that are sometimes bloody and sometimes not. There should be a set of hands that somebody can sleep in - like in the palm. That person could be in charge of having to paint it bloody every once in a while and wash it.
Of course this is not the social sculpture, it's advertising for it. We all know, that advertising needs to be big.
The people who did "bloody hands" changed. I changed. It truly initiates a process and from what I observe, good changes. More people need to do it. Oh yes! BIGGGGGGGER!!!!! :)
I'm thinking like in Grand Central or on the Empire state building, In Central Park and Tompkins Square... Washington Square.
I want hands that are sometimes bloody and sometimes not. There should be a set of hands that somebody can sleep in - like in the palm. That person could be in charge of having to paint it bloody every once in a while and wash it.
Of course this is not the social sculpture, it's advertising for it. We all know, that advertising needs to be big.
The people who did "bloody hands" changed. I changed. It truly initiates a process and from what I observe, good changes. More people need to do it. Oh yes! BIGGGGGGGER!!!!! :)
2/12/11
So much more blood.
It might look like this Bloody Hands thing is not going anywhere further, but it does big time. It's part of my life. I live. I meet people and we talk, sometimes we bond. I bond with the unworthy too. I just don't trust them, it's easy. I hold their hands these days, when they make a call from my phone. That I learned.
I meet people who have blood on their hands. Metaphorically of course. Well, who doesn't. It makes such a difference to see it. Ecce homo.
Sometimes it's my blood. But you know what? It's O.K. I'm not going to let anybody off the hook. You can make up for it. It's easy and you know it. I might not want to hang with you, if you're my enemy, if you owe me. For what it's worth, I have quite cool enemies - those who took, and did not pay me back yet. You might owe me money, respect, love you saw yourself short of. You'll give me that. And in the meanwhile I'll make you see the monster you are. Deal with it. So beautiful.
Some people love to owe me. They love to see, how huge morons and assholes they are. And I like to smile at them. I like to hear them say "You are the last who deserves that". I don't, how right you are.
Become clear. Become who you are. Take your finger out of the hole you poked into my heart. Damn right, my heart that was. Haha. What? You thought it was about money, or a book, rape, murder, stolen time, a sandwich? We're not strangers as much as you'd love to be a stranger to me. I'm not letting you. You suffer because of the invisible matches I'm holding your eyelids open with. How righteous of me, right :)? Suffer as long as you need to. Your choice. You're by yourself... not.
I'm not going to leave the house anymore without my red paint. Somebody took my sharpie. I need to get a new sharpie too now. That is also always in my pocket.
It's the moments. There are these moments when a sharpie holds the moment for just a bit longer. When there need to be writings on the wall. Or dots in a face. Or red paint on hands longing for innocence and redemption. I can give you that.
You're not such a bad person, maybe after all.
Sex does not make you filthy.
Of course you are Jesus too.
I can see your pain.
Make a mess with me.
Red is the color of love.
Oh yeah, I'll go in there deep. It's a ride. And it's your depth. Come with me or sod off! One way or the other is good. I'm not judging you, but I want you in. Without hunger and passion and longing for me your gentleness means nothing.
(Who was I talking to (some insecure I hear think)? Well, of course it was you. What, you think you're special? Of course you are. Special to me? Maybe. You'd know if you made yourself special to me. You'd know, if you made yourself dear to me. You'd know, if you are my enemy.)
I meet people who have blood on their hands. Metaphorically of course. Well, who doesn't. It makes such a difference to see it. Ecce homo.
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| Daniel Macchio, 2011 |
Sometimes it's my blood. But you know what? It's O.K. I'm not going to let anybody off the hook. You can make up for it. It's easy and you know it. I might not want to hang with you, if you're my enemy, if you owe me. For what it's worth, I have quite cool enemies - those who took, and did not pay me back yet. You might owe me money, respect, love you saw yourself short of. You'll give me that. And in the meanwhile I'll make you see the monster you are. Deal with it. So beautiful.
Some people love to owe me. They love to see, how huge morons and assholes they are. And I like to smile at them. I like to hear them say "You are the last who deserves that". I don't, how right you are.
Become clear. Become who you are. Take your finger out of the hole you poked into my heart. Damn right, my heart that was. Haha. What? You thought it was about money, or a book, rape, murder, stolen time, a sandwich? We're not strangers as much as you'd love to be a stranger to me. I'm not letting you. You suffer because of the invisible matches I'm holding your eyelids open with. How righteous of me, right :)? Suffer as long as you need to. Your choice. You're by yourself... not.
I'm not going to leave the house anymore without my red paint. Somebody took my sharpie. I need to get a new sharpie too now. That is also always in my pocket.
It's the moments. There are these moments when a sharpie holds the moment for just a bit longer. When there need to be writings on the wall. Or dots in a face. Or red paint on hands longing for innocence and redemption. I can give you that.
You're not such a bad person, maybe after all.
Sex does not make you filthy.
Of course you are Jesus too.
I can see your pain.
Make a mess with me.
Red is the color of love.
Oh yeah, I'll go in there deep. It's a ride. And it's your depth. Come with me or sod off! One way or the other is good. I'm not judging you, but I want you in. Without hunger and passion and longing for me your gentleness means nothing.
(Who was I talking to (some insecure I hear think)? Well, of course it was you. What, you think you're special? Of course you are. Special to me? Maybe. You'd know if you made yourself special to me. You'd know, if you made yourself dear to me. You'd know, if you are my enemy.)
12/26/10
Saatchi showdown, head count and ... I feel so bad for artists.
Soooo, I promised I would submit Bloody Hands for art calls and contests... wait, I said for appropriate calls and contests. And I did.
There seem to be mostly shit contests out there, that make the artist pay for submission. Pay for what? For having an email client that receives a file? So very obviously somebody tries to make money via offering some stupid stipend or price that they make sound great. The truth is like "live in my grandmas basement for some weeks" (it's in Brooklyn so counts as NYC artist studio), and then we'll give you an art show (in the entry hall of the gym of PS 12345, which is technically also in NYC, and hey, PS1 of MOMA is a former public school, you never know). Yeah, really, I hate that when people make money off of other people's despair and hope. It's low. Fock that. Not in.
Unfortunately I just got an email from a hot and sexy artist friend to please vote for her, in exactly one of those contests. Oh man, I feel so bad for artists
Anyways. I did find a good, without-fee thing. Saatchi is a two sided sword, but I'm on the side "NikkiY likes Saatchi". In fact, I find the whole Saatchi career and effects pretty nifty.
Please vote for Bloody Hands, if you can every day. It would be really cool, if it could get into the first 128. Click this link http://www.saatchionline.com/showdown/ma
So far I got something like 3900 votes for me out of 4300. That means, that 4300 art interested people saw the pic. That in deed is more nifty. Wait I'll post a screenshot.
It took me quite a while to figure out, how I could submit Bloody Hands best. I started off with creating a hand coloring station that invites viewers to color their hands.
I decided however that any such approach is actually wrong, because that would be an art object in itself - like a machine - and it would take away from the conceptual approach or better the actual social sculpture.
I had to reflect again, on what social sculpture is supposed to be. I was thinking about so many things that I could do with the general subject, how to depict it, art works that I could do, performances and events, and I have to say, all these things didn't nail it.
Bloody hands needs an actual headcount of as many people as possible who simply do it, make their hands red. That's how the social sculpture works, that's how it changes the world. I mean, any silly TV show changes the world, wikileaks does... what doesn't change the world?
For social sculplture that is different. The significant difference is that it's supposed to make the viewer an artist. That's crucial. If you do it, you think about it, reflect, create the aesthetic, it's doing and being. That's way different from other ways of changing.
So basically anything I do, needs to be as simple as possible. When I started concept stuff, there were only type writers. By now retro courier is way too pretteyy, def some cool optic, Beuysian almost.
Anyway, I tried some things and what it boils down to is, that the screen shot is it. No fancyness to that, but fully capable of transporting a whole lot. Authentic. I even left my creepy notes to self on the desktop and my vocab look up... I advertised for apple, and I really haven't seen many screen shots out there. It's growing on me. It's not bad at all.
So right after that I had an invite to some art party at the Chelsea hotel - which used to be some sort of institution, and cool painters like Donald Baechler used to live there. And if it's not a myth the artists paid the rooms with paintings. Such thing caters to the romantic in me... and the potentially homeless.
Turns out that event was another line on the list of how to dishonor the artist. In the basement bar they had set up bar tables on which artists presented their work, selling it for dumping prices... and looking, ehhh, not so good. The situation was accompanied by not so bad rock'n roll music.
I feel so bad for artists. And for some reason I'm still not pitying myself. I'm such a tough nut :). I would like to have a show in your grandma's closet and spill drinks all over her clothes with my kick ass bunch of friends. Cheers.
There seem to be mostly shit contests out there, that make the artist pay for submission. Pay for what? For having an email client that receives a file? So very obviously somebody tries to make money via offering some stupid stipend or price that they make sound great. The truth is like "live in my grandmas basement for some weeks" (it's in Brooklyn so counts as NYC artist studio), and then we'll give you an art show (in the entry hall of the gym of PS 12345, which is technically also in NYC, and hey, PS1 of MOMA is a former public school, you never know). Yeah, really, I hate that when people make money off of other people's despair and hope. It's low. Fock that. Not in.
Unfortunately I just got an email from a hot and sexy artist friend to please vote for her, in exactly one of those contests. Oh man, I feel so bad for artists
Anyways. I did find a good, without-fee thing. Saatchi is a two sided sword, but I'm on the side "NikkiY likes Saatchi". In fact, I find the whole Saatchi career and effects pretty nifty.
Please vote for Bloody Hands, if you can every day. It would be really cool, if it could get into the first 128. Click this link http://www.saatchionline.com/showdown/ma
So far I got something like 3900 votes for me out of 4300. That means, that 4300 art interested people saw the pic. That in deed is more nifty. Wait I'll post a screenshot.
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| screenshot 12/26/10... Nice! |
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| This is how it looks like and it's called "Lend me your hands" |
It took me quite a while to figure out, how I could submit Bloody Hands best. I started off with creating a hand coloring station that invites viewers to color their hands.
I decided however that any such approach is actually wrong, because that would be an art object in itself - like a machine - and it would take away from the conceptual approach or better the actual social sculpture.
I had to reflect again, on what social sculpture is supposed to be. I was thinking about so many things that I could do with the general subject, how to depict it, art works that I could do, performances and events, and I have to say, all these things didn't nail it.
Bloody hands needs an actual headcount of as many people as possible who simply do it, make their hands red. That's how the social sculpture works, that's how it changes the world. I mean, any silly TV show changes the world, wikileaks does... what doesn't change the world?
For social sculplture that is different. The significant difference is that it's supposed to make the viewer an artist. That's crucial. If you do it, you think about it, reflect, create the aesthetic, it's doing and being. That's way different from other ways of changing.
So basically anything I do, needs to be as simple as possible. When I started concept stuff, there were only type writers. By now retro courier is way too pretteyy, def some cool optic, Beuysian almost.
Anyway, I tried some things and what it boils down to is, that the screen shot is it. No fancyness to that, but fully capable of transporting a whole lot. Authentic. I even left my creepy notes to self on the desktop and my vocab look up... I advertised for apple, and I really haven't seen many screen shots out there. It's growing on me. It's not bad at all.
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| wrong!! don't do |
Turns out that event was another line on the list of how to dishonor the artist. In the basement bar they had set up bar tables on which artists presented their work, selling it for dumping prices... and looking, ehhh, not so good. The situation was accompanied by not so bad rock'n roll music.
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| I stand whiskey, ahh, witness @ Chelsea hotel |
12/17/10
New video and photos - and Art Basel, Miami Beach rant
Here comes the next badge of work for Bloody Hands.
I am delighted to present 3 awesome creations to you.
Jo-Anne Speirs from Johannesburg, South Africa:
I met Jo-Anne and her husband in Jamaica. Highly cool people. They are friends with my best west coast friends and hence in the music business.
Jo-Anne doesn't like punk rock! How is that possible or even doable? Haha, so funny, what an independent mind she is. I am impressed. I don't think we even talked about Bloody Hands, and she just sent the picture in. Nice wedding ring.
Those who send in work without being asked to do so are my heroes. She's the first African person to participate. I don't want to look at Bloody Hands from a corny network perspective and expanding the social sculpture around the world... but I just did. :) Oooh, I'm getting corny points.
Jo-Anne happens to be the photographer of one of the best portraits of myself, that I will hereby share with the world for the first time. It has quite the resemblance with a self-portrait I did myself in 2004 from the series "Private Apocalypse" titled "I don't lift up the seat".
Well, I really don't.
Thanks Jo-Anne, you rock! Great morning after and I hope we get to do this again.
Now a completely different chapter: family affairs.
Nikki's Mom from Germany:
The difference between me and you is, that I am going "oh my God, Mom, did you hurt yourself?", and if my sister reads this, she might think that too. The answer is unknown. And in fact, I don't want to know it. It disgusts me to think about that my family could be injured, which I find psychologically interesting. That's TMI, talk to me about the weather. My Mom mentioned in the email she sent, that it didn't feel good. Args, I'm sorry. She also wrote, that it turned out like some sort of blood diamonds. There you go, diamonds it is.
In regards to social sculpture I deem some solid family participation crucial. Thanks so much, good job. So it's snowing in Germany?
It does snow where Zach Gold is coming from, here in New York.
He now also is one of my heroes, because he completely self-motivated sent in a great video. In my opinion this is quality art. Damn, I can't insert the video in here, you need to click the link to see it.
Zach Gold, New York, 2010
I wish I would have seen a video like this at the Art Basel, Miami Beach. I was glad I went... but then again, I'm not much in the mood for a rant as I promised.
Or I'll keep it short: My highlight was Tony Shafrazi's boot with Tony Shafrazi in there, wearing a lavender tie matching his lavender socks. I once had dinner with Tony Shafrazi, or let's say, I attended a dinner in Cologne after a gallery opening at gallery Jablonka that was also attended by him. I like him, I think he's really cool, and I like his selection of artists.
My second highlight was, that I accidentally ran into a pile of art in ignorance. Art Basel had offered an iPhone app that didn't quite work, so I was looking at my phone getting really annoyed with it. And I didn't see, that Ai Weiwei's gallery person had dumped a pile of sunflower seeds on the floor. I ran right into it, and it was like in Matrix: Two gallery security people came running towards me in slow motion. Their faces in agony they were shouting "nooooooo" trying to hold me back...
O.k. they stopped me, before I fell into the thing. What the hell though? The sunflower seeds were made of porcelain. I just read that it took 1600 artisans in China 2 years to produce all the seeds and that the actual show is in Tate Modern's Turbine Hall till May 11th. Yeah, so what the hell? In London they are walking all over the seeds and the artist intended the sensory experience. They should have let me fall. Spiesser!
I wonder, if Weiwei has directed the galleries to put the seeds into a pile like that - it gave me the wrong impression. I thought it was badly done arte povera, while it seemingly only was living room sized memorabilia to be sold. Like a sweaty shirt of Elvis or Madonnas bra. I totally missed the political and sociological point up until now - the real art piece is spread out over 1000 square meters.
Now I want to know: 2 Years = 100 weeks x 40 hours (let's assume they didn't do overtime) x 1600 workers = 6.400.000 hours work went into the seeds. So how much does a Chinese skilled artisan make an hour, if he doesn't get exploited by an artist?
Ah right, minimum wage in China is $150 a months. I call that competitive. So 24 months x $150 x 1600 workers = $5.760.000 plus material costs, plus transport costs (that stuff weighs over 150 metric tons), storage costs... Who has all these millions spare?
Ah, a half a ton of seeds costs 300.000 Euro. If all 300 portions sell - if they are for sale - that would be 90 Million Euros...
Ai Weiwei must be proud. He got 1600 people a job for 2 years, the Chinese government does not like him. If I wanted to do that here in NY I would need $48 Mio for minimum wage... I like Weiwei.
I did start ranting. I am a reliable institution.
I am delighted to present 3 awesome creations to you.
Jo-Anne Speirs from Johannesburg, South Africa:
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| Jo-Anne Speirs, South Africa, 2010 |
I met Jo-Anne and her husband in Jamaica. Highly cool people. They are friends with my best west coast friends and hence in the music business.
Jo-Anne doesn't like punk rock! How is that possible or even doable? Haha, so funny, what an independent mind she is. I am impressed. I don't think we even talked about Bloody Hands, and she just sent the picture in. Nice wedding ring.
Those who send in work without being asked to do so are my heroes. She's the first African person to participate. I don't want to look at Bloody Hands from a corny network perspective and expanding the social sculpture around the world... but I just did. :) Oooh, I'm getting corny points.
Jo-Anne happens to be the photographer of one of the best portraits of myself, that I will hereby share with the world for the first time. It has quite the resemblance with a self-portrait I did myself in 2004 from the series "Private Apocalypse" titled "I don't lift up the seat".
Well, I really don't.
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| Jo-Anne Speirs, Jamaica, 2010 |
Now a completely different chapter: family affairs.
Nikki's Mom from Germany:
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| Nikki York's Mom, Germany, 2010 |
The difference between me and you is, that I am going "oh my God, Mom, did you hurt yourself?", and if my sister reads this, she might think that too. The answer is unknown. And in fact, I don't want to know it. It disgusts me to think about that my family could be injured, which I find psychologically interesting. That's TMI, talk to me about the weather. My Mom mentioned in the email she sent, that it didn't feel good. Args, I'm sorry. She also wrote, that it turned out like some sort of blood diamonds. There you go, diamonds it is.
In regards to social sculpture I deem some solid family participation crucial. Thanks so much, good job. So it's snowing in Germany?
It does snow where Zach Gold is coming from, here in New York.
He now also is one of my heroes, because he completely self-motivated sent in a great video. In my opinion this is quality art. Damn, I can't insert the video in here, you need to click the link to see it.
Zach Gold, New York, 2010
I wish I would have seen a video like this at the Art Basel, Miami Beach. I was glad I went... but then again, I'm not much in the mood for a rant as I promised.
Or I'll keep it short: My highlight was Tony Shafrazi's boot with Tony Shafrazi in there, wearing a lavender tie matching his lavender socks. I once had dinner with Tony Shafrazi, or let's say, I attended a dinner in Cologne after a gallery opening at gallery Jablonka that was also attended by him. I like him, I think he's really cool, and I like his selection of artists.
My second highlight was, that I accidentally ran into a pile of art in ignorance. Art Basel had offered an iPhone app that didn't quite work, so I was looking at my phone getting really annoyed with it. And I didn't see, that Ai Weiwei's gallery person had dumped a pile of sunflower seeds on the floor. I ran right into it, and it was like in Matrix: Two gallery security people came running towards me in slow motion. Their faces in agony they were shouting "nooooooo" trying to hold me back...
O.k. they stopped me, before I fell into the thing. What the hell though? The sunflower seeds were made of porcelain. I just read that it took 1600 artisans in China 2 years to produce all the seeds and that the actual show is in Tate Modern's Turbine Hall till May 11th. Yeah, so what the hell? In London they are walking all over the seeds and the artist intended the sensory experience. They should have let me fall. Spiesser!
I wonder, if Weiwei has directed the galleries to put the seeds into a pile like that - it gave me the wrong impression. I thought it was badly done arte povera, while it seemingly only was living room sized memorabilia to be sold. Like a sweaty shirt of Elvis or Madonnas bra. I totally missed the political and sociological point up until now - the real art piece is spread out over 1000 square meters.
Now I want to know: 2 Years = 100 weeks x 40 hours (let's assume they didn't do overtime) x 1600 workers = 6.400.000 hours work went into the seeds. So how much does a Chinese skilled artisan make an hour, if he doesn't get exploited by an artist?
Ah right, minimum wage in China is $150 a months. I call that competitive. So 24 months x $150 x 1600 workers = $5.760.000 plus material costs, plus transport costs (that stuff weighs over 150 metric tons), storage costs... Who has all these millions spare?
Ah, a half a ton of seeds costs 300.000 Euro. If all 300 portions sell - if they are for sale - that would be 90 Million Euros...
Ai Weiwei must be proud. He got 1600 people a job for 2 years, the Chinese government does not like him. If I wanted to do that here in NY I would need $48 Mio for minimum wage... I like Weiwei.
I did start ranting. I am a reliable institution.
11/18/10
The tragedy of the impossibility to understand a narcisisst's beauty ;)
Now there is one big question:
What's coming next?
And it took me a while, but I have the answer(s).
I could tune into this, if I wouldn't be such an arrogant narcissist who rather indulges in sentences like "it sucks to be me" than picking up the local or contemporary mojo. It's great fun.
If I want to submit an entry for a contest, I need to start working on representation. I could do more performances or happenings or deeds and actions, but I only see this as necessary when it serves to keep the stone rolling. The stone however is rolling. And I'm happy to announce that it is rolling organically, as one of my critics mentioned (while turning me down) that "Bloody Hands" needs to grow organically. I agree.
More artist work is in the pipe, and I'm super, super happy, that one of my favorite artists just wrote me yesterday, that he wants to participate. Effin awesome. Yeah, so how do I represent this properly and in a unique, yet understandable way?
I'm not enough in love with myself to continuously put out. It's really not about me. It is SOCIAL SCULPTURE. The problem is, that mostly nobody seems to get, what I mean with this yet. And that is very understandable. It has not, and - to my knowledge - it has never been successful anywhere at any time yet. It does not exist yet. So how could one understand it?
I could take before and after pictures... and nobody would see the difference. Is social sculpture invisible then? Holy moly, I think it is. Damn, it sucks for a sculpture to be invisible. So it would be one of my tasks to make the invisible visible then. That's definitely legitimate work of an artist. That's so intellectual though. Me dislikey-likey.
But I'm rambling. More pictures :)
I found an artsy video I did in 2003 that definitely shows bloody hands as main act. It shall appear here as soon as I edited it for youtube.
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What's coming next?
And it took me a while, but I have the answer(s).
- More people need to color their hands red, that's my strong opinion. So it needs further motivating. Do it. Do it. Do it. It works. For sure.
- I would like to have all the work exhibited or made public in a great way. I'm looking at spaces, places, events. It's a matter of insisting and believe me: I do. My secret name is stubborn... ha, not so secret, but I'd like to believe it was.
- I will submit this project to any "call for artists" that work for it.
I could tune into this, if I wouldn't be such an arrogant narcissist who rather indulges in sentences like "it sucks to be me" than picking up the local or contemporary mojo. It's great fun.
If I want to submit an entry for a contest, I need to start working on representation. I could do more performances or happenings or deeds and actions, but I only see this as necessary when it serves to keep the stone rolling. The stone however is rolling. And I'm happy to announce that it is rolling organically, as one of my critics mentioned (while turning me down) that "Bloody Hands" needs to grow organically. I agree.
More artist work is in the pipe, and I'm super, super happy, that one of my favorite artists just wrote me yesterday, that he wants to participate. Effin awesome. Yeah, so how do I represent this properly and in a unique, yet understandable way?
I'm not enough in love with myself to continuously put out. It's really not about me. It is SOCIAL SCULPTURE. The problem is, that mostly nobody seems to get, what I mean with this yet. And that is very understandable. It has not, and - to my knowledge - it has never been successful anywhere at any time yet. It does not exist yet. So how could one understand it?
I could take before and after pictures... and nobody would see the difference. Is social sculpture invisible then? Holy moly, I think it is. Damn, it sucks for a sculpture to be invisible. So it would be one of my tasks to make the invisible visible then. That's definitely legitimate work of an artist. That's so intellectual though. Me dislikey-likey.
But I'm rambling. More pictures :)
I found an artsy video I did in 2003 that definitely shows bloody hands as main act. It shall appear here as soon as I edited it for youtube.
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| Nikki York, "How come", video, 2003 |
11/15/10
More pictures!
Long time no posts. Well, this is going to change, because I mostly finished the traveling of the last months - and finally Halloween is over, which wasn't that great for "Bloody Hands".
I'm in Berkeley now, wondering, if the West coast is ready for some bloody hands. Just kidding, why wouldn't they.
More pictures! Now!
Brigid Anderson is an artist from Hamburg, Germany. She has a fashion label, plays in the goth group "pink turns blue" (yes, famous band) and does all sorts of fun creative things. You can look at her stuff here www.violettasworld.com . Category: totally cool chick.
Francis Milloy is a Scottish artist in New York. He paints and draws, and professionally does light design, urban planing, basically architecture related work...
Jean Paul Niko I have written about quite a bit already on this blog. He said this would be his final contribution to "Bloody Hands". I can see why.
Amazing work. I'm totally blown away. I'm going to update the next steps of "Bloody Hands" within the next days. Thanks to everybody. Awesome.
I'm in Berkeley now, wondering, if the West coast is ready for some bloody hands. Just kidding, why wouldn't they.
More pictures! Now!
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| Brigid Anderson, 2100 |
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| Brigid Anderson, 2010 |
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| Brigid Anderson, 2010 |
Brigid Anderson is an artist from Hamburg, Germany. She has a fashion label, plays in the goth group "pink turns blue" (yes, famous band) and does all sorts of fun creative things. You can look at her stuff here www.violettasworld.com . Category: totally cool chick.
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| Francis Milloy, 2010 |
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| Francis Milloy, 2010 |
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| Francis Milloy, 2010 |
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| Francis Milloy, 2010 |
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| Francis Milloy, 2010 |
Francis Milloy is a Scottish artist in New York. He paints and draws, and professionally does light design, urban planing, basically architecture related work...
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| Jean Paul Niko, 2010 |
Jean Paul Niko I have written about quite a bit already on this blog. He said this would be his final contribution to "Bloody Hands". I can see why.
Amazing work. I'm totally blown away. I'm going to update the next steps of "Bloody Hands" within the next days. Thanks to everybody. Awesome.
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