Austrian artist Alexander Riegler must really want a meeting in the ladies room, because for his latest project, he’s installed a one-way mirror in the bathroom of a local cafe in order to capture what women really do in the bathroom. Riegler swears he’s not a perv, and promises that the mirror only captures women at the sink — not the actual bathroom stalls — and says that a note is posted informing women that they’re being watched. Riegler says the project is meant to “stir people into a discussion of voyeurism and surveillance,” and as a comment on Big Brother culture. In January, the mirror will be reversed to allow women to watch men’s faces while they stand at urinals, so hooray for equal opportunity creepiness! [Huffington Post]
Calm down. Baby’s First Baby is not a real toy. It’s art, dammit! The piece by Darren Cullen will be part of a group show called “Moral Holiday,” showing at the Northern Gallery for Contemporary Art. Of his human pregnancy wormhole, Cullen says:
“It seems like the majority of news websites covering this have misunderstood my intentions and decided I’m making a comment on reality TV shows exploiting teen pregnancies. I’m not. It’s about the way these toys intrinsically train girls to have and care for children while they are still only children themselves.”
Leave it to the French to come up with a fresh, creative, avant-garde use for a practical product from one of their most iconic brands: conceptual artist Fabrice Hyber crafted a 330-pound, one-meter cube, titled “1m3 de Beauté” (or “One Cubic Meter of Beauty”) of solid Yves Saint Laurent Rouge Pur Couture lipstick in shade 1 Le Rouge. Hyber (who, it’s worth noting, is male) told WWD of his masterpiece, “[Lipstick is] a material that is very supple, especially in a large quantity. The material permanently moves. It is a work that is never finished, which is always evolving. It’s a living oeuvre.” This makes total sense to me, as I know from experience that the buttery Rouge Pur Couture formula tends to make a melty “living oeuvre” out of my stupid face. The sculpture has just gone on show at the Palais de Tokyo in Paris, if you happen to be in the neighborhood. Bring a lip brush. [Elle UK]
These toothy oxfords, made with a pair of British dress shoes and over 1,000 dentures, are just an art project at this point, but let’s hope they don’t become a trend. I have a hard enough time remembering to floss the teeth in my mouth–I’m not sure I could handle the extra responsibility of flossing my shoes. [Fantich & Young]
Classic Schwinn not doing it for you anymore? Yearning for a ride that will really get you noticed? How about this one-of-a-kind beech wood bike? Inspired by a famous 19th century chair designed by Michael Thonet (side note: who are the people who are keeping track of famous chairs? Should I know about famous chairs?), it will cost you $70,000, but hey, it’s a small price to pay for total exclusivity. Careful though: that 5-figure price tag doesn’t include brakes. [Huffington Post]
Costco, the big box retailer, sells virtually everything — engagement rings, meats, coffins — and now they’re extending their empire to the art market.
Apparently Costco used to sell fine art, but stopped after the authenticity of a couple of Picasso paintings it sold was questioned. The store began relisting art a couple of weeks ago, and have already sold eight of the 10 pieces listed on the company’s website, including two framed lithographs by Henri Matisse and a framed screen print by Andy Warhol. The store is also selling works by living artists, many of whom could never have imagined their work being sold in such a mass market way. “It’s a really great way to get exposure for my work in a way I wouldn’t be able to get on my own,” said artist Heather Robinson. “I know their customers are really important to them, and they have a really loyal following.” Keep reading »
Artist Leanie van der Vyver created these insanely high leather heels, aptly titled “Scary Beautiful,” to draw attention to the strange and intense ways humans alter themselves to achieve “perfection.” The front heel requires the wearer to lean forward onto their shins in order to stand and walk upright(ish). Extreme? Yes, but if you had no context at all for modern day beauty standards, would these seem any more ridiculous than a 6-inch studded Louboutin stiletto? Or a syringe full of Botulinum we use to voluntarily paralyze the muscles in our faces? Food for thought. Check out a scary, beautiful video of the shoes in action, after the jump… [Laughing Squid] Keep reading »
Like Tim Patch aka Pricasso, I also get all my best ideas when I’m in the bathroom. Unlike him, it’s never occurred to me to make a smiley face with my pee. Lucky for Pricasso, this idea led him to start experimenting with using his penis (and sometimes his balls and/or bum) as a paintbrush. His penile painting career has proved to be a fruitful idea (aside from the potential gangrene he’s susceptible to from all the paint-to-penis contact), and now, Pricasso makes all of his masterpieces wearing nothing but a top hat and a bow tie. And because I know you were wondering, yes, he did find penile painting erotic and get raging boners when he first started his career, but now he’s gotten past that and he has great control of his tool. OMG, I kind of need that picture of Gordon Ramsey painted by his dick. [VICE]
For a project called “The City Is A Playground,” artist and self-described “urban hacktivist” Florian Rivière used hot pink duct tape to create playground games around the city of Dublin. He improvised mazes and hopscotch squares and race tracks in all kinds of unexpected places, but unfortunately for those of us who would love to get some quality playtime in, the works are not exactly user-friendly: a maze leads into an office building, race lanes stop abruptly at a brick wall, and as you can see, anyone hoping to partake in this game of hopscotch would be stopped by an imposing metal fence. Is it a powerful commentary on the rigidity of adult life in the city? Yes. Does it also have me itching to buy a bucket of sidewalk chalk and play some fucking hopscotch? Definitely. [Neatorama]
When photographer Julia Kozerski lost 160 pounds following her wedding in 2009, her weight loss journey culminated in a beautiful–and heartbreaking–nude portrait series called “Half,” which explored the emotional repercussions of losing half of your self. But in addition to these striking artworks, Kozerski was also documenting the process in a more casual, intimate way: in the dressing room with her iPhone. She didn’t plan to share these photos with anyone (she took them to map her progress), but I’m really glad she changed her mind. The pictures aren’t aesthetically perfect, they’re just real, and it’s fascinating to see an honest illustration of someone in the process of transforming their body in such a radical way. For Kozerski, these quick iPhone shots are intense reminders of a confusing time: “I recall the thrills of trying on smaller sizes and the satisfaction of feeling more attractive, even sexy,” she told NPR. “More so, I remember the devastation of not recognizing the person reflected back to me in the mirror.” See all the photos on Kozerski’s website.