Tag: art

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Camera Curios: A720 IS vs. SX260 HS

Photography’s been slapping me across the face and telling me he loves me lately, so I decided to spend a bit of time with my camera curios to get back into my groove. I started with two Canon PowerShot digicams: the A710 IS I got from Virgin Megastore in Downtown Beirut all the way back in 2007, making it my first camera, and the SX260 HS from 2012 that my father-in-law gave me during his last visit. He said that if I could figure out how to charge it, I could have it (it needed a replacement battery pack). Both … Continue reading “Camera Curios: A720 IS vs. SX260 HS” →

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Dada, and Art as a Creature of Its Epoch

“Art, in its production and direction, depends on the time in which it lives, and artists are creatures of their epoch. The highest art will be one in which the thousandfold issues of the day are revealed in its consciousness, an art which allows itself to be noticeably shattered by last week’s explosions, which is forever trying to collect itself after the shock of recent days. The best and most challenging artists will be those who every hour snatch the tatters of their bodies out of the turbulent whirl of life, who, with bleeding hands and hearts, hold fast to … Continue reading “Dada, and Art as a Creature of Its Epoch” →

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The Community Archive at Pipsqueak

More scenes from Saturday’s pop-up exhibit at Pipsqueak. x This is Jordan, one of the core organizers of the community archive project. This is also the first Polaroid I took on Saturday in hopes of adding new layers to this living palimpsest of memory by documenting the documenters, so to speak. I used the Reclaimed Green 600 film that Seattle’s polaroid queen @sarahlatour_ gifted me last May because I can imagine it looking pretty cool in a future display with all the other photos. Plus, there’s something “meta” about portraits in duochrome for a project like this—like a time out … Continue reading “The Community Archive at Pipsqueak” →

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Polaroids, Palestine, and a Pop-Up at Pipsqueak

Saturday was a first for me. Polaroids I took at the @marchforpalestine.seattle in May 2024 ended up in a pop-up exhibit at @pipsqueak.seattle by way of Instagram, @circadies’ kind invitation, and @elderandyarrow’s artful arrangement, as part of an ongoing project to archive that historic community action. I’d been on the periphery in the lead-up to this preview of a larger exhibit planned for Spring and could barely visualize how it would all come together. “I can’t believe this is real,” is all I could muster up when I walked in. The piece itself, which I called “Assemblage for Gaza” when … Continue reading “Polaroids, Palestine, and a Pop-Up at Pipsqueak” →

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Minis, Meet-and-Greets, and the People’s Forum on AI

A few more quiet moments from Christine’s meet and greet at Northwest Tastings. I have to laugh when internet photographers dump on photos where “nothing is happening.” x In the words of the infamous Prince of Pop, “you got to be startin’ somethin’,” and @seattledsa’s ecosocialists are doing just that with the People’s Forum on AI. We wrapped up the second session yesterday on labor, power, and control, and are already thinking about the next steps. x Christine still has a bunch of these “minis” for sale, but not The Devil – the last one was purchased by a generous … Continue reading “Minis, Meet-and-Greets, and the People’s Forum on AI” →

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The Saint Project, Grief, and Choosing Tenderness

Yesterday was so fun! Thank you @northwesttastings and everyone who passed by to chit-chat about my art! I’m really touched by the opportunity to share the stories I’ve loved so much for so long. The Saint Project will be on display for the rest of the month, so go grab yourself a glass or two and don’t skip out on the Filomena cheese (yes, like the saint!) – it’s delicious! x I’m so proud of @christine.bingham.art for her faithfulness to her art and mission, doggedly pursuing every project she puts her mind to for however long it takes, against any … Continue reading “The Saint Project, Grief, and Choosing Tenderness” →

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Demystifying Technology (and The Saints Project Debuts)

“There can be no doubt that the personality and the equilibrium of the individual are gravely threatened by technological civilization. Must we conclude that the only solution is to return to the life of pre-industrial society? But such a return presupposes that these societies produced a relatively happy and free humanity; and history, with its record of individual misery, of religious, civil, and foreign wars, shows us that this is not so. Those who make technology directly responsible for the alienation of modern man forget that man has always been more or less alienated, that he has never been the … Continue reading “Demystifying Technology (and The Saints Project Debuts)” →

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Small Pockets of Peace at the Georgetown Art Attack

Celebrating the small pockets of peace on Armistice Day. x Color and contrast at Fogue Studios & Gallery. x More moments at the Georgetown Art Attack. x Karen Dedrickson’s studio at Fogue. She works with sumi-e, or Japanese black ink painting. We fell in love with her crows. x “Chevron Fuels Genocide” I found this protest art quite beautiful. x Art in unexpected places. x

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Hype at the Madison Park Art Walk

“We’ll hype you up.” That’s what Erica told us when we called it a night and left the Madison Park Art Walk where @christine.bingham.art’s showing her “Pacific Lore” at Sotheby’s Realty. Hype, you say? Oh I’ve got plenty of hype… Thanks @friendsofmadisonpark.seattle for putting this together. Our second year attending; Christine’s first year showing ✨ so proud! x

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I don’t like explosions very much at all.

It’s been really gratifying to see more people commenting on the uneven distribution of firework joy, whether as a form of reinvigorated protest, or in the shape of that poem being shared about explosions and the differentiated lives we’ve lived. That’s been a thorn in my side for most of my life. I wrote my own poem once about the rat-tat-tat of compatriots insisting on our communal bonds outside my teenage bedroom door. I wrote an email too, my first time experiencing a Royal Air Force fighter jet screaming over the Royal Mile in Edinburgh back when I barely researched … Continue reading “I don’t like explosions very much at all.” →