Weekend art blogging goes feminist

Hands of the puppeteer-1929

Tina Modotti has to have one of the most interesting stories in art. She was born in Italy but she lived in Austria, San Francisco, Spain, Russia, France and Mexico. She spoke 5 or 6 languages fluently. She started out as an actress and model and described her profession as “men”. She was a photographer, spy, revolutionary and a romantic. She was absolutely my kind of girl.

Mexico became her adopted home and she was the photographer of choice for murals by people like Diego Rivera. Sadly, she was forced out of Mexico after her boyfriend, a fellow communist, was gunned down in the street while she watched. The police tried to put suspicion on her. She gave up photography for political activism and was dispatched by Moscow on secret missions throughout Europe, including working in Spain against the Fascists.

Mexican sombrero with hammer and sickle-1927

She returned to Mexico under an assumed name and died of mysterious heart problems. She is at the beginning of photography as an art instead of just a documenting media. Her images show beauty and grace in mundane objects. Her photograph of telephone wires is one of my favorite examples of minimalism.

Telephone wires-1925

Hallelujah! Rejoice in the laundry.

I am covered in the filth of war, lint sticks to me like the brains and blood splatter of a defeated foe. And defeat it I finally did!

There is lint everywhere. It trails from laundry room to kitchen to here- right in front of my desk. But it no longer blocks the path to true freedom and clean, dry laundry. It was a hard fought campaign. The Royal Family had been reduced to wearing the undies at the back of the dresser drawers and not exactly matching outfits. The carnage was fantastic and I was reduced to little better than an appliance butcher in order fight the fiendish chenille threads and downy fluff. I reached into the belly of the machine and blindly took the lint down. It was a sacrifice, but it is now done.

A few minutes ago I pulled out the first load from the newly conquered dryer. It was warm and clean and most importantly- dry. I buried my face in the cloth and breathed in the soap scented sweetness. Hallelujah!

Travel Advice


As you can see- it’s Friday and I can’t seem to muster up the bitchy to write about anything serious. So I’m seeking travel advice.

In July I’m heading off to the Yucatan peninsula for a few weeks, flying in and out of Cancun. I have little desire to spend more than a day or two in Cancun. I may go down to Belize and/or Guatemala. Anyone been traveling that way before? Got suggestions for must see stuff? I am definitely going to Merida and would like to make it out to Palenque (sighs for Mayan ruins).

Drive by random 10

  1. The Goats- Hip-Hopola
  2. Talking Heads- Take me to the river
  3. They Might be Giants- Put your hand inside the puppet head
  4. Franz Ferdinand-Van Tango
  5. Marimba Conjunto Espija de Oro- La Jota
  6. Squirrel Nut Zippers-Pallin with Al
  7. The Ramones- I wanna be your boyfriend
  8. Neko Case- I wish I was the moon
  9. Paperboys- Still the night
  10. The Magnetic Fields- If you don’t cry