The first month of a new year

in january we: were unimpressed by relational aesthetics at the guggenheim • saw a spider in canada • got sidetracked into psycho • grumbled about a slow news day • used art as an excuse to show you a condom advert • worried about warriors • probably stopped a 60 minutes segment from broadcasting • went all archival

In October …

… we followed billy apple down the rabbit hole to ad land • went to the movies on the plane • saw julian dashper get the thumbs up at te papa • found love • nearly rented by the hour • caught te papa fibbing • peered into ronnie’s hole • despaired at cnz ever getting it right • indulged in a bit of horse art • tried to find the art in art school.

May days

Last month we: went to a James Bond movie to search for a Goya • thought about light boxes • did three pipes thinking about sculpture theft • avoided making the “they’re in it for the Monet” pun • got over excited about Sean Connery playing ping pong half naked • worked out where Weta got the idea from (Duh!) • did it by the numbers • premiered worm art • followed up on the heart and dagger affair • mashed our two favourite themes – disaster movies and art • saw some bad art at the airport • watched Hans Josephsohn getting the shove in Piccadilly • graciously held back from posting the header ‘some day my plinth will come" and looked at crates.

The April shower

Last month we: got some good oil on Larry • puzzled over why Monet is doing a come back tour at Te Papa • wondered about the Walters Prize • threw a couple of stones at a glass house • noticed all the notices at the Dowse • started our When art goes to the movies series • pondered on the rise and rise of auction houses • gasped at Hamish Keith shamelessly blaming a building for something that wasn’t its fault • tried to visit The Emporors Club and popped the question, why are public gallery web sites so…er…boring?
Image: Rain drop photographed in April