1. The Wrong Leonardo? →

    Two versions of Madonna of the Rocks

    I’ve only ever seen the version of the Madonna of the Rocks in London. And now they’re being exhibited side by side! I love these art history-detective type stories.

    (via Instapaper)

  2. fyeahwomenartists: Bonnie Devine Installation photo from the exhibit Writing Home 2008 From the curator: In this work Devine remodels the act of ‘writing home’ into an actualization of her correspondence with home, specifically Serpent River. Through photographs, sound, and impressions cast in glass, the artist presents her home, replete in texture and history. Writing and text have always figured in Devine’s practice; words and their meanings, their ‘look’ on the surface of the paper akin to the stitching of red thread on a white surface. The stitches become legible as memory and the handwritten letters are missives to her place in this landscape. Each of the components in this body of work is indicative of the immersive process the artist employs with her material and medium. In this way “Writing Home” merges absence and presence… words become threads and the rock transformed into the lens of glass remains the rock.

    fyeahwomenartists:

    Bonnie Devine
    Installation photo from the exhibit Writing Home
    2008

    From the curator:
    In this work Devine remodels the act of ‘writing home’ into an actualization of her correspondence with home, specifically Serpent River. Through photographs, sound, and impressions cast in glass, the artist presents her home, replete in texture and history. Writing and text have always figured in Devine’s practice; words and their meanings, their ‘look’ on the surface of the paper akin to the stitching of red thread on a white surface. The stitches become legible as memory and the handwritten letters are missives to her place in this landscape. Each of the components in this body of work is indicative of the immersive process the artist employs with her material and medium. In this way “Writing Home” merges absence and presence… words become threads and the rock transformed into the lens of glass remains the rock.