Author Archives: jolanta

Friday, May 16, 2008. Cloudy. The surroundings here are extraordinary! The whole street is filled with a turbulent atmosphere, rousing, perplexing, alarming, and surreal. Jutta and I attended a fundraiser for victims of the Sichuan earthquake, organized by a fellow artist. After the meal, everybody quietly put money in a glass bowl, placed in front […]

Su Zi-Han’s series of paintings titled I Only Love Strangers freely expresses a strong desire and love for sex, as well as intoxication. Great changes have taken place in China over the past 30 years, which impact directly on people’s way of life, their mentality, and young people’s values. The sexual awareness of youth has […]

Originally purchased from the Native Americans of Manhattan for two ax heads, a string of beads, and a handful of nails, Governors Island was bought by a Dutchman who wanted the island for his own private use. His possession didn’t last, however, and it served as a military base for the next 200 years. In […]

About every two weeks I’ve been visiting the Warner Brother’s archive on Exposition Boulevard. I am one of the few researchers there who has no particular agenda. Basically, I write to the archivists, telling them I would like to see the earliest films in the collection, whatever they can dig up. And they serve it […]

I am an interdisciplinary artist working with photography, video, installation, and live art intervention. My work reflects on the human condition through societal and cultural constructs, playing on the tension between reality and fantasy, between the familiar and the surreal or uncanny. I use a set of components that make up the conceptual framework for […]

The process of making is the starting point for my work, in which space and point of view have been longstanding concerns as has the (female) body. In my early short films and photographs I explored the relation between the body and domestic space. I worked with photomontage in You Be Mother, Milk, and Glass, […]

My sculptures and inlaid wooden panels take viewers on a journey through the psychological landscape of the domestic interior, where the very walls and floors are charged with desire, while humdrum objects quietly smoulder in the heat of sublimated emotion. A Persian rug erupts into a lush desert oasis; a pedestal mat attempts to transcend […]