When I started this blog, it was an art survey of sorts. It was a way to see what was happening. The photos that accompanied the viewing were somehow objective in the way that they spoke for themselves. Here was the show. See the snaps. Enough said. As time went by, my own inquiry began to evolve. It was not enough to provide an image, it seemed important to provide context with written content, even if they were fragments. Somehow, they qualified the image (as caption and notation often do). The interaction of text and image became clear enough (as if I had created a novel concept. I had not). It was just a way to internalize the development of looking between sensation and language. Most recently, the blog has continued to shift as the folding and unfolding of views inform the streams of consciousness, what I have come to realize is the process by which I view and understand artworks. So, streams and cadaver esqui.
dayoutlast is a record of my direct engagement with mostly contemporary art, mostly Los Angelean.
As this blog has evolved since its 2010 inception, so has my perspective. What I once perceived as central within the investigation was what was central, literally, within the photographic frame that I shared here. While still an important consideration, such thinking has also given way to more peripheral considerations, ones also accompanied occasionally by text (written manifestation of thought) and the oscillations between them. What's missing here are larger unknowns surrounding issues of presentation and representation; the amount of time and space it actually takes to accomplish such first-hand observations; and the quandaries between documentation and interpretation.
Despite my attempt to communicate here with image and text what is essential in some respect about the artwork, neither representation should ever be considered a substitution for the primary viewing experience. Of course, occasionally there are exceptions.
Most of the time, these posts are merely remnants---residual fragments---from my last day out.
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