A poem for Gabriel Orozco: the global artist

My hands are my heart or my heart is my hand hiding the fingers in the soft of my palm. You cannot read the lines on my palms, but feel the strength in my arms. I am the clay man with strong muscles sitting in front of a kitchen table in New York, in Mexico, in Paris.Continue reading “A poem for Gabriel Orozco: the global artist”

Rachel Whiteread’s drawings

Rachel Whiteread’s drawings exhibited at Tate Britain are a fascinating account that compare sculptures with modern architecture. Sketching furniture with correction fluid, tracing silhouettes of buildings and spaces on graph paper, articulate a deep preoccupation with the way imagination converts one’s two-dimensional seeing into a three-dimensional world. In some sketches, buildings are painted over withContinue reading “Rachel Whiteread’s drawings”