There are a lot of people on the interwebs ready to tell you how much a cloud weighs, and they don’t all agree. I put together this handy graphic to illustrate the most cogent answer I’ve found so far.
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Tags: blue whale, clouds, educational, mass, weight
This is where clouds come from. Secret artisanal distilleries, handcrafted in small batches to ensure the quality you expect.
Tags: cloud factory, clouds, distillation, evaporation, studio
I took a Sunday morning walk around Baltimore and rearranged some of the things I found. By picking up something and walking until I find something to combine it with, I make forms that are neither one thing nor the other, but somewhere in between—caught in the act of transforming. In this way I think of these as really lame clouds, down here on the ground with the rest of us. You can follow the whole walk here.
Tags: Baltimore, cloud photos, clouds, detritus, documentation, found art, installation, performance, sculpture, walking, wayfaring
I made a lot of progress in the alley today and met some of my co-exhibitors. I have a cloud of accumulated plastic junk, hung precariously on a cable between the house and a stoic tree. More photos on Flickr.
I found out that my particular site had been shelter for some folks, and they were (cinder)blocked out because of this show. I don’t think that’s bad, necessarily—they were doing drugs in an abandoned building and using the lot next door as an open-air toilet, in an alley a block away from an elementary school. But it does make me think in a new way about what I’m doing.
I used to make art like this because it was my neighborhood. Now I drive for 45 minutes into the inner city to make art from trash, then drive back and clean my own house with a designer vacuum cleaner. Why am I putting this effort and money into creating art and not into building homes for people who have none?
This is standard stuff, really: Does art have any real value? Is it an ethical pursuit while people lack food and shelter? I don’t mind being conflicted, because I haven’t asked myself these questions in a while. Maybe I’ll stumble over the answer out in the alley.
Tags: Axis Alley, Baltimore, installation, qualms