Posts Tagged ‘trees’

Danny Sangra

Published May 4, 2010 by Molly

Danny Sangra’s FILM NUMBER 9 is an ode to woodsy rambles and sweet leather jackets. It combines a few of our most favorite things— tangly trees, pretty ladies, heavy percussion, and exploration—into a kooky pastoral odyssey.

More of the artist’s films can be spotted over on his Vimeo page, including the trailer for DOOMSDAY KIDS SAY HEY, which combines water towers, chalk drawings and greasy breakfasts into an irresistible set of clues for something we can’t wait to unravel.

Lucas Reiner

Published February 17, 2010 by Molly

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Trees have it rough in major metropolitan areas. There’s pollution, traffic, unfriendly elements and an often tree-indifferent population to contend with. It’s a wonder they manage, especially in Los Angeles. Lucas Reiner’s new book Los Angeles Trees is a collection of the artist’s tree portraits that feels like a cross between a yearbook, a landscape, and a metaphysical exploration of what it takes to survive in a hostile environment.

Anna Shelton

Published February 11, 2010 by Graham

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It’s no easy feat to take an interesting photo of the unadorned American landscape. Ansel Adams kinda trademarked that shtick a long time ago. But Anna Shelton’s hushed paeans for the fertile Oregonian wild make magic in our eyes. These images are lonely, but not melodramatic. Reverent but not fawning.

Shelton, a musician with roots in Florida and Ohio, takes plenty of great photos that aren’t just trees and nature. Time-ravaged buildings, old cars, and blasé animals of all kinds play a big part in her visual language, but these quiet landscapes are perhaps her most breathtaking.

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Brooks Salzwedel

Published May 7, 2009 by Graham

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What you’re looking at is graphite trapped between layers of resin– carbon-based artifice entombed within the unforgiving sands of time. This is the work of Brooks Salzwedel, and it all seems to take place within the purgatorial swirling mists of a coniferous forest. Coupled with the comatose canopies of somnolent saplings, the only inhabitants of this cold gray place are towers of heavy-duty machinery that’s been left to rot by a populace long since vanished, Cormac McCarthy-style. The effect is simultaneously spooky and bewitching.

Salzwedel will be presenting new work at the Tinlark Gallery is Los Angeles, in a show opening Saturday, May 16th.

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His Ceiling Hung with Vines

Published May 2, 2009 by Graham

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Over the past three weeks, a forest has crept into the Machine Project gallery in Los Angeles. A white-walled room in the middle of Echo Park’s stucco strip has been transformed into a veritable fertile valley. Conceived and installed by Christy McCaffrey and Sara Newey, the geniuses responsible for putting a speed metal guitarist performing under a gothic arch on the roof of LACMA, The Forest is an interactive simulated space that has hosted moonlit poetry readings, ghost stories, and birdsong identification workshops.

I took a blanket and a memory foam pillow to the forest last weekend for “Music to Nap By,” a profoundly relaxing performance by artist Brian Crabtree of the Catskill Mountains-based design team Monome. Staring up at the canopy of disconnected branches above, it was all too easy to block out the city and accept the artificial ambiance, reveling in the mechanical chirps and soothing bird calls that were accentuated by the accompaniment of Crabtree’s beautifully meandering tones. Check out The Forest before it gets cut down on Friday, April 24th.