Showing posts with label slika. Show all posts
Showing posts with label slika. Show all posts

Monday, June 18, 2012

Olga Lech -Troupova: NE! / NO!


The first thing we notice about this composition is that it strongly reminds us of a page of an unwritten book.
'NO!' ambiciously urges us to ponder the problems of language and communication - what is necessary in order to convey a message? How is the transfer of information influenced by its form, intensity, or colour?

'NO!' offers an abstract, minimalist, yet legible description of rage which whiters down to exhaustion and surrender.
Magnificent.


Primjećujemo da je kompozicija takva da nas djelo asocira na stranicu neispisane knjige.
“NE!” nas ambiciozno tjera na promišljanje o jeziku i komunikaciji  - šta je potrebno da bi se prenijela poruka? Kako na prijenos utječe njena  forma, intenzitet ili boja?

“NE!” kroz apstraktno, minimalistički i čitko opisuje bijes koji se pretvara u iznemoglost i predaju. 
Maestralno.



Monday, June 11, 2012

Rahani Packard: TRAKTAT O FEMINIZMU / TRACTATE ON FEMINISM


I have to admit - this artwork, which was submitted to me for review quite a while ago, is among the top 7 of my favourites.
The edgy humor which it radiates is contagious, while the story it tells is actually rather simple - this is the illustration of the contempt towards the generally accepted definitions of a woman is regularly (in the media and otherwise) represented as a mere sexual object - property of a man, without her own voice.
This is the female perspective of the situation - a protest against such society and its perfidious manipulative appendages and institutions (primarily, the fashion industry and the marketing machinery which exploits the female body in the most heinous possible way).
(Suggestion)
An alternative title for this artwork which could convey the message even more clearly: 'Misogyny on the pillar of shame'


Priznati ću - ovaj rad, kojeg sam prilično davno dobio na komentiranje, jedan je od mojih 7 omiljenih.
Britki humor kojim odiše je zarazan, dok je priča koju nosi zapravo prilično jednostavna - ovo je slika prijezira prema općeprihvaćenim definicijama žene koja se redovito (u medijima i uopće) prezentira kao seksualni objekat - vlasništvo muškarca, koje nema pravo glasa. 
Ovo je žensko viđenje situacije - protest protiv takvog društva i njegovih perfidnih manipulativnih pipaka - institucija (pri čemu se prvenstveno misli na modnu industriju te marketinšku mašineriju koja u svom radu eksploatira žensko tijelo na najgnjusniji mogući način).
(Prijedlog)
Novi naziv za ovaj uradak koji bi jos jezgrovitije mogao prikazati ovu poruku bio bi: Mizoginija na stubu srama.


Friday, June 8, 2012

Katarina Czabo-Jones: EAT THE GREENS / JEDI ZELENO


"While I was growing up, my mother would tell me over and over again 'Jedi zeleno ('eat the greens')', while I, as many other children, was reluctant to do it...
Now, as an adult, I see that my daily life has become a constant struggle to put the food on the table, and I have developed a new appreciation for the greens, especially the ones not polluted by GMO and pesticides, that end up being more poison than food. My photography project in the making represents desperate grasping for nutrition, wealth, money, and everything that 'green' represents.


Dok sam odrastala, majka mi je stalno ponavljala 'jedi zeleno', dok sam ja, kao i većina djece, to uglavnom odbijala...
Sada, kada sam odrasla, vidim kako se život pretvorio u svakodnevnu borbu za stavljanjem hrane na sto, i razvila sam novo poštovanje prema zelenju, naročito onome nezagađenome GMO-om i pesticidima, što je više otrov nego hrana. Moj fotografski projekat u nastajanju predstavlja očajno i gladno posezanje za zdravom prehranom, obiljem, novcem, i svemu što 'zeleno' predstavlja.





Ovdje mi se svidja jasnoća izraza i tako dobro prikazan akt POSEZANJA, uzurpiranja....penetracije - kao općeprihvaćeni standard u našemu društvu otimačine, gdje više nista nije sveto - pa ni hrana koja u marketinškoj trci postaje samo sredstvo izmuzanja gladne svjetine.
Erozija morala. U srž pogodjena prostitucija vrijednosti.

What I like here is the clarity of expression and excellently depicted act of REACHING, usurping...penetration - as an universally accepted standard in our society of violent taking, where nothing is sacred anymore - not even the food, which has, in a marketing competition, become a mere tool for extortion of the hungry crowd.
Erosion of morality. Prostitution of values shown in its core.