venice biennale 2005: arsenale

my notes, retro-blogged:

arsenale: not much to say about arsenale. some very strong work – guerillagirls (= feminist art, very much from new york), semiha berksoy (= strong archetypal imagery from this female turkish artist, and i am amazed to find out that she is not a contemporary artist, but in fact she is already dead), cristina garcia rodero (= once the switch to photography is done, her art becomes outrageous), kimsooya (= video shows artist from back standing and looking in 6 different cities) – but as usual the location outdoes the art. simply amazing. some pieces only work because of the grandeur of the rooms they are in and to see them anywhere else later could turn out to be a huge dissapointment.

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if you are still planing your trip to biennale, one hint: get to arsenale early, the doors open around 10:00, and head straight to the mariko mori installation. otherwise a line will form very quickly, that may represent up to an hour of wait. and then please report back here how it was, because obviously we did not do that one hour wait.

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the art in the irish pavillion in the campo della confrerita is not as strong as last years [except for the bunnies, see img bellow], but the thai show next door at the old monastery chiostro del convento di san francesco della vigna shows some very inspiring, buddhist inspired sculptures by montien booma.

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in the afternoon i go to san staë to sign the anti-censorship petition regarding the pipilotti rist show that got closed by the catholic priest. i am pleased to see that some 570 plus people have already signed the petition and also seem to think that this is indeed an act of censorship that needs to be protested.

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