katworks in progress

the book of appropriated portraits

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The Book of Appropriated Portraits by Birgit Zartl | Make Your Own Book

appropriated portraits

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obsession

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what is left

house of correction

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please click on the images to see them move

ghostly.

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please click on the individual images to see them move.

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caffenol

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::peonies::

ohh happy day.

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finally I found a gallery to represent me as a painter. or they found me actually. they will pick up some of my work on tuesday.

being an artist is the most beautiful thing and at the same time the biggest curse.
stage fright when you go to the studio.
it can be so rewarding and deeply satisfying. but often you go through times of doubt and confusion. never good enough. like falling from one hole straight into the next one. it's endless.

and what is art? it's a representation of an artist's inner idea, executed in a very special and intimate way.
why do people buy other peoples' inner ideas?
I never understood that.

but I am glad they do.
some do.

anyway...

life is good, at times.

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::return to spring::

marking time

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quietude

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marking time

rebellion

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go ask alice

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one of those mornings

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I could always make up fake German

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.:.untitled.:.

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::frozen::

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2011

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oblivion

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silhouetted

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::poppy::

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regents park

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edinburgh

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realities of everyday - laundry

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gone painting

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sunflower

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a day in brighton

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light

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nightsong on the edge
(collaboration with "weltengang")

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time window

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the long way home

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the essence (2008)

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hybrid

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No. 5

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the gate II

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the gate

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squirrels don't lie (2010)

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night down rue morgue

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I'm my imaginary twin sister

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glasgow backyards (2007)

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Sia "Breathe Me"

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house of correction (2010)

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the last man out (2008)

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If I had a rose for every time I thought of you, I'd be picking roses for a lifetime.

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the final destination (2008)

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refractions

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the promise of solitude

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in your dreams you shall ride

listen to all the pretty little horses

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[dick]

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the waiting game

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passage

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the essence of a cat

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five days on water 2009
oil and mixed media on paper

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1892
oil on canvas 2008

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.:fog:.
mixed media on paper 2010

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I've caught the sun

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louise bourgeois, sculptor (1911-2010)

Louise Bourgeois, the French-born American artist who gained fame late in a long career for her charged abstract sculptures, drawings and prints, died Monday in Manhattan. She was 98.

Ms. Bourgeois’s sculptures in wood, steel, stone and cast rubber, often organic in form and sexually explicit, emotionally aggressive yet witty, covered many stylistic bases. But from first to last they shared a set of repeated themes centered on the human body and its need for nurture and protection in a frightening world.

Protection often translated into images of shelter or home. A gouged lump of cast bronze, for example, suggested an animal’s lair. A tablelike wooden structure with thin, stiltlike legs resembled a house ever threatening to topple. Her series of “Cells” from the early 1990s — installations of old doors, windows, steel fencing and found objects — were meant to be evocations of her childhood, which she claimed as the psychic source of her art.

But it was her images of the body itself, sensual but grotesque, fragmented, often sexually ambiguous, that proved especially memorable. In some cases the body took the abstract form of an upright wooden pole, pierced by a few holes and stuck with nails; in others it appeared as a pair of women’s hands realistically carved in marble and lying, palms open, on a massive stone base.

Among her most familiar sculptures was the much-exhibited “Nature Study” (1984), a headless sphinx with powerful claws and multiple breasts. Perhaps the most provocative was “Fillette” (1968), a large, detached latex phallus. Ms. Bourgeois can be seen carrying this object, nonchalantly tucked under one arm, in a portrait by the photographer Robert Mapplethorpe taken for the catalog of her 1982 retrospective at the Museum of Modern Art. (In the catalog, the Mapplethorpe picture is cropped to show only the artist’s smiling face.)

That retrospective brought Ms. Bourgeois, in her early 70s, the critical and popular acclaim that had long eluded her. In 1993 she represented the United States in the Venice Biennale. In an art world where women had been treated as second-class citizens and were discouraged from dealing with overtly sexual subject matter, she quickly assumed an emblematic presence. Her work was read by many as an assertive feminist statement, her career as an example of perseverance in the face of neglect.

Ms. Bourgeois often spoke of pain as the subject of her art, and fear: fear of the grip of the past, of the uncertainty of the future, of loss in the present.

“The subject of pain is the business I am in,” she said. “To give meaning and shape to frustration and suffering.” She added: “The existence of pain cannot be denied. I propose no remedies or excuses.” Yet it was her gift for universalizing her interior life as a complex spectrum of sensations that made her art so affecting.

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the distance between night and day