Khomeini’s apathy immortolized

Malignant psychopathy by doodle_juice
Malignant psychopathy, a photo by doodle_juice on Flickr.

Another work from my DaGod invented school.

I made ths sculpture from foam card which I carved then painted gold and then created it in a expanding foam frame and named it “Malignant psychopathy”.

Iranian regime started with those immortolized answer to a question. When Khomeini was asked “How do you feel about going home after all those years of exile?” He responded: “I have no feelings.”

It was this vacuum of compassion, this lack of bond with one’s nation that was to infest the theocracy of the Iranian society for the next 32 years, then again the theocracy are renowned traitors and have always acted on self interest rather than for the benefit of the society.
The expanded foam is suppose to represent clotted blood that hides the inner geometric shape i.e. the shape of symmetry and order that was once the refined image of the Islamic civilization.

Unexpected look at Art

Zurich sculpture by doodle_juice
Zurich sculpture, a photo by doodle_juice on Flickr.

I worked for 15 hours on Saturday and on Sunday I decided I would do a lot of walking to make up for sitting at a desk for such long hours. So I made one of my regular visits to Kunsthaus Zürich. Today many sections were closed and there was just me and a man in a blue anorak looking like a homeless person who had cleaned up. We were looking at one of Bacon’s triptychs. The man unexpectedly engaged me in a conversation. First he started speaking Italian thinking that I must be Italian, and very quickly he switched to Swiss German but after a few responses he switched to English. “Don’t you hate it?” he said. Modern Art is the biggest swindle of our Modern times. Look at this and compare it to an Italian classic. He turned out to be rather eccentric but certainly new his stuff. He mentioned so many modern Artists and their history and sometimes he would switch to French when he started talking about French Artists. He wasn’t an academic and didn’t strike me as an Artist and I could smell alcohol on his breath but I was lost at dealing with such an adversary even though I pride myself on my knowledge of Art. It was like arguing with a homeless version of Brian Sewell! He went on about Dadaists, a few mediocre painters who had switched to photography because they couldn’t draw etc. I was trapped, I left, I wasn’t planning to stay too long as I had seen the permanent gallery so many times so I left the old town heading for Zürich lake. Passing by an Italian restaurant the man was engaged in a conversation with waiters who appeared to know him. He turned to me poked me and said hello gain! Actually it wasn’t like a horror movie I like eccentrics like this man, in fact the world is a better place for it, and if he has a board where he ticks off modern-art-lover victims he now has a tick for me!
eventually when I reached the lake I sat on a bench and watched a toddler with his young father. The kid first pointed at a little bird, then reached the sculpture of the woman ( pictured here). He kept pointing at the breasts of the female figure. He must have been hungry.
Here I thought there are so many ways of looking at Art. Art as booby-trap for knowledgeable eccentrics who make us face or question what we seek in modern Art, then a little kid who looks at bronze breasts and wants to be fed.

Handspring Puppet Company: The genius puppetry behind War Horse

Sara Rohisefat – I’m an ordinary woman 10 min

Iranian women are amazing. I really like the freshness and the femininity of Sara Rohisefat’s work.

Family unit

Family unit by doodle_juice
Family unit a photo by doodle_juice on Flickr.

I carved this breeze block many years ago. The truth is that it was based on a terrible memory of losing a child. She was still-born and the memory of what we went through was traumatic. However the title I gave it “Family unit” is based on how as human beings we are compartmentalized.

Sculpture: Muhammad Ali Tribute



Louise Bourgeois (Tate Modern)

Tate Modern for a time was like a second home for me. I worked in the offices around Southwark and visited it most lunchtimes.

A work which was there for a few years was Louise Bourgeois’ Mamon.

She must be an inspiration to many because as wonderful as an Artist that she was, her work only became known in her senior years.

Born in an Artistic environment to a family whose profession was tapestry she depicted her mother’s over protective yet menacing presence in the form of a giant spider protecting it’s eggs. Louise’s experience of her Nanny becoming her father’s mistress and the betrayal of that relationship became her driving Artistic force. She constantly tried to resolve the experience of the betrayal into a fantastic work of Art.

Anish Kapoor Marsyas 2002 theEYE:Anish Kapoor

Some people (including me) believe that Art can change your life and if I was to name a defining work of Art that has left me with a remarkable experience it has to be Anish Kapoor’s Marsyas.

This monumental sculpture in some ways is also a painting in space. It is a celebration of colour and just as Rothko demonstrated the different layers of what initially appears as the same colour, Anish Kapoor demonstrates how a large structure stretched in a large space gives different experiences of a colour in this case red.

If public galleries are our modern temples then Anish Kapoor has provided some of its remarkable objects of worship.

The mythology of Marsyas is also interesting.

In Greek mythology, the satyr Marsyas (gr. Μαρσύας) is a central figure in two stories involving music: in one, he picked up the double flute (aulos) that had been abandoned by Athena and played it;[1] in the other, he challenged Apollo to a contest of music and lost his hide and life. In Antiquity, literary sources often emphasise the hubris of Marsyas and the justice of his punishment.

read more on the Marsyas mythology

The lizard



Originally uploaded by doodle_juice

This was one of the popular pieces in the Portland sculpture place.
If I recall they said they took this heavy stone all the way to the Chelsea flower show and had to organise a special lorry to pick it up.
It really is a beautiful carved sculpture but my picture doesn’t do it justice.

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