Blogging Out, Nahmeans.

October 21st, 2011 by admin

This blog has moved/morphed into FuckYeahCameraLucida.

So long WordPress and Hello Tumblr.

While FuckYeahCameraLucida is still in it’s infancy, it will evolve into a combination of images and words whereas it is just images for now. To be honest, I do like simply throwing up images on my new blog, which will continue to serve as my online inspiration wall but without my juicy tidbits of inconsequential art criticism that I am sure you will miss. Those tidbits will remain on my WP Blog, which thanks to the nature of the interweb, will be up forever and will probably prevent me from landing a job with any large financial institution. Meh.

Change your bookmarks,
follow me (tumblr speak for the uninitiated),
and get ready for oodles of mind-blowing art not made by me.

Note: The image above is not mine. It belongs to/was made by Garbiela Herman whose photo series on bloggers is definitely worth a look.

Condition X: Group Show Alert

July 28th, 2011 by admin

Sup WWW and why hello blogosphere: I am in another group show. It’s called Condition X and the content of the show will probably live up to its ominous sounding title. Condition X is, according to the press release, “an exhibition that focuses on human frailty as expressed through love, death, sex, vulnerability, and connection.” This annual summer show features work made by alumni of the School of Visual Arts Summer Residency Program, which I attended last summer, and I am thrilled to have been invited back to participate. The show opens on Saturday August 6th with a reception from 5 PM to 8 PM and takes place at The SVA Westside Gallery, located at 133/141 West 21st between 6th and 7th Avenues in New Yawk. It runs until August 20th. If you happen not to be in the Hamptons, come on by the opening, have a beer or wine or whateva, see some art, and say hello.

Lucian Freud Does Not Like Your Photographs

July 7th, 2011 by admin

“In a culture of photography we have lost the tension that the sitter’s power of censorship sets up in the painted portrait.’ To be photographed, Freud says, makes him feel that something disagreeable is being done to him. The main difference between a painted and a photographed portrait is simply, ‘the degree to which feelings can enter into the transaction from both sides. Photography can do this to a tiny extent, painting to an unlimited degree.”

I found this gem of wisdom in Lucian Freud Paintings by Robert Hughes, which I highly recommend in addition to The Man with the Blue Scarf by Martin Gayford. I am not going to enter into a one-sided discussion about whether or not Freud is right–I think he is generally right with a few notable exceptions. I take his opinion as more of a challenge, albeit a sisyphean one, to allow for an expanded transaction between the photographer and the sitter/subject. Any photographer working in portraiture should look at Freud’s work and look and look and look. I was lucky enough to see the etching posted here, Kai, at his show at MOMA in 2008 and the utter raw power contained within his work still unnerves me.

Another Group Show: 3rd Ward

May 3rd, 2011 by admin

I have admittedly neglected my blog of late as I have been traveling for work, moving my girlfriend out of her apartment and into mine (a month long process for those considering such an arrangement), and just trying to make that paper. My blog was never designed to be The Biggup Barnett Cohen Blog but I did want to let you know that I have three pieces in a group show at 3rd Ward. The show opens this Friday May 6th from 7pm to 10pm. For those of you not in the know, 3rd Ward is dope and the opening should be super dope as (1) it is a multimedia gallery show (2) will probably involve alcohol and some funky tunes and (3) is taking place in Bushwick, the hotbed of all things art in New York. Yeah Chelsea, I said it. Please note that I am unfortunately not going to be at the opening as I will be attending a bachelor party in Ibiza for one of my boys who lives in London. There is no good excuse for not attending your own opening but if there was one, I think mine just might be it.

Provocation: I am in another group show

March 17th, 2011 by admin

As one group show comes down, another group show goes up.

You have until this Sunday March 20th to catch my two photographs that are part of the Moment of Recognition show at ICP. Next Saturday March 26th another group show entitled Provocation in which I have one big piece goes up at the powerHouse Arena in Dumbo in Brooklyn. Provocation is a “juried photo invitational” according to the New York Photo Festival, the host of the show, and damn if I am not skippy to be part of it given that the jurors included Sophie Morner, the Publisher & Editor of Capricious Magazine, Jessie Wender, Associate Picture Editor at The New Yorker and Sam Barzilay, the Festival Director of The New York Photo Festival As with most of the shows at the powerHouse, the show is a salon and so you’ll just to have to come to the opening to find my piece or rather to have me point it out to you as no name tags (i.e. artist names, titles of the pieces, and print types) are on the wall.

Ps. The above photo is not mine (though I do own it as a postcard) and it is not in the upcoming show. It’s a photograph by Martin Parr that makes me chuckle. Given all this business of shows and openings, I thought it appropriate.


March 3rd, 2011 by admin

If you live in New York or are planning on visiting, you still have time to catch Geoffrey Farmer’s first solo exhibition in the United States entitled Bacon’s Not The Only Thing That is Cured by Hanging from A String @ Casey Kaplan, which runs until March 19. While I might biggup a show or two (PDL @ David Zwirner is still on until March 5), I am actually just using my bloggity-blog as a series of bookmarks that are open to the public. In other words: like the artist, must remember. And I like Geoffrey Farmer’s work a lot and his very special titles. On view at the show is a photomontage entitled “Pulling Your Brains Out Through Your Nose.” What is he reading I ask myself? The Essential David Shrigley. I will let the press release wobble your brains for a minute and then I’ll chime in: “Farmer is known internationally for his projects that transform and alter over the course of their exhibitions. His installations are composed of diverse materials and various working methodologies that are rooted in research and in response to site. Farmer creates conceptual works with poetic narratives, often combining his interest in the material production of the art object with theories of psychology and dramatic presentation.” Nowhere did I see the adjectives cheeky and/or impish. Methodologies, fine. Funny, absolutely. Funny in a way that art is only on the rarest of occasions. Farmer seems to be playing a prank on his viewers or telling us a joke–you will have to see the show to figure out which–and seems to beckon us either to join him or have a chuckle ourselves. Whatever you do or is done to you, you will not disappointed by the quality of the work. It’s locked, stocked, and solidly good art.

Katy Grannan

February 17th, 2011 by admin

I wish I lived in San Francisco because I would have already seen Katy Grannan‘s exhibit entitled Boulevard at The Fraenkel Gallery, which ends this Saturday February 19th. Her work makes me swoon as it is breathtakingly raw. The show is coming to Salon 94 here in New York on April 1st. Rather than schlepping through The Metropolitan Museum of Art to look at the best of the best by a bunch of famous dead male photographers with an audio guide (hate is not strong enough of a word to describe my relationship to audio guides), go to Salon 94. God, if her work ain’t vibrant enough to strike you down, I wouldn’t know what could.

Chris Verene

February 7th, 2011 by admin

It was suggested to me that I check out the Camera Club series by Chris Verene. Verene is a cheeky photographer and his Camera Club series serves it up well. Amy Arbus, former teacher and curator of the current group show at ICP in which I am featured, once told me that to infuse any photograph with even a scrap of humor is hard to do and Verene shoots and scores. While I am not going to clog up my blog with the description of his project, have a look at the series and his work. Not many a photographer can make strong work that is at once poignant, quirky, and ultimately impish.


January 17th, 2011 by admin

I am in a group show @ the International Center for Photography entitled Moment of Recognition.

The show, which is curated by Amy Arbus, opens this Friday January 21st and runs until March 20th.
ICP is located @ 1114 6th Avenue between 42/43rd Streets.

Here is a description of the show: “Moment of Recognition is an exploration of portraiture in the new millennium. Intrigued by what is revealed when a split-second in time is captured, curator Amy Arbus asked her former students and teaching assistants to submit images of subjects that were in motion, either physically or emotionally. Included in the hundred or so prints on view are images of reality TV star wannabes, male escorts, survivors of genocide, Hasidic Jews in Williamsburg, self-portraits, and functional as well as dysfunctional families. This new generation of photographers combine various genres like reportage, fashion, lifestyle, and sports to reinvent portraiture and create pictures uniquely their own.”

Ps. I want to give a shout out to 3rd Ward for a biggup about the show on their blog.

Greg Miller

January 12th, 2011 by admin

I am stuck in Atlanta at the moment thanks to a layer of ice that has caked the city. As a southerner–a South African who grew up in Atlanta–I am yearning for the heat and humidity unique to the South. An August month, say, slows just about everything down: speech, movement, sound waves, momentum. Where I am at (in the cold) and where I would rather be (in the heat) got me thinking of Greg Miller’s series on Nashville. Miller is from Nashville and I heard him speak about his process, which you can read about on his website. In my mind, both his work and his method are all about slowness and his series on Nashville embodies it well while reminding me of better months to come.