ARTIST OF THE DAY: MACHA POYNDER
I cannot live without painting and drawing, with bamboo, pencil, brushes, light (maglite), whatever. It is my oxygen, my response to the world. When I paint I am alive. Regardless of the questions or problems in the outer world, when I paint, everything takes its rightful place. It is a state of grace for me. I should add that when I draw I write, and when I write I draw.
I cannot live without the feeling that the world comes into you, you breathe with the world – there is no separation between the world and you. That is exactly what I feel and experience when I paint and draw. I also love the feeling of being expanded throught the world – Russia, France, and the US are my axes. I need to feel myself expanded – as mist, as a myriad of water spots, in many places, in many countries at the same time.
ARTIST OF THE DAY: MICHAEL GOLDBERG
Michael Goldberg (1924–2007) was BOMB’s most knowledgeable and discerning editor, one of America’s greatest painters, and one of our very dearest friends. A connoisseur of life, a walking encyclopedia of jazz and wine; a raconteur replete with the best stories of New York’s 1950s and onwards art world, and a sense of humor punctuated with a “Who gives a fuck about that incidental detail …”https://bombmagazine.org/articles/michael-goldberg/
ARTIST OF THE DAY: MIGUEL CUAUHTEMOC
ARTIST OF THE DAY: ANA VALDES
ARTIST OF THE DAY: JILL MOSER
As Jill Moser recounts it, one of her early exposures to contemporary art as a young adult was trekking into New York from the near suburbs to watch films at Anthology Film Archives. “Michael Snow, Brakhage, Maya Derren . . . Jonas Mekas was my hero.” It is, of course, a list of names that we now acknowledge as the cannon of American independent filmmaking. It is a list that outlines the formulation of a cinematic practice of lyrical form, an elision of narrative and the explosive presence of abstraction. To have watched these films is to have been immersed in the mid to late twentieth century poetics of cinema.