#Artscape

[draconym]

Stay weird, Baltimore

[sparkthatshitt]

[mylittleredgirl]

omg i was telling a friend about some formative long-lost canadian shows that i have never been able to find again. there was this mini-series on canadian tv called "artscape" where these two kids got sucked into a painting at a museum, and they had to learn and apply art theory to escape from these sometimes scary fantasy realms (the depths of perspective!!) to find their way out. i NEVER saw the last episode, and so in some background browser tab in my head these children have been stuck inside a painting forever.

of course i looked for this at some point online, and at the time there was no record of it, so i assumed that it was lost to the era where masters weren't always preserved.

BUT since i last looked, someone has uploaded the entire series on youtube!! i just listened to the first 5 notes of the opening tune and have been transported. i am four years old with a blankie and my thumb in my mouth sitting way too close to the television.

the internet is great actually. i'm about to learn what lines are. i'm so excited.

[tmksghr]

第8回　美術を辞めて日常に戻る人の背中が、もっと見たくなってしまって──奥脇嵩大（青森県立美術館）×森山純子（水戸芸術館）［前編］｜artscape

学芸員のリレー対談連載「もしもし、キュレーター？」。最新回では、青森県立美術館の奥脇嵩大さんを水戸芸術館の森山純子さんが訪問。美術と農業をつなぐ「アグロス・アートプロジェクト」や、青森各地で行われる「美術館堆肥化計画」を手掛ける奥脇さんに、実践の背景を伺いました。

[bobastudios]

The storm couldn't stop us yesterday, and it won't today either!

✅️ Rain coats for us

✅️ Trashbag raindcoat for our equipment cart

We're open in 2️⃣ spots today: Gamescape at Artscape and MICA's Alumni Art Market!

Get it while you can 👇

[uvmagazine]

Artscape 2024 Festival brings creative vibe to Baltimore

Artscape 2024 Festival brings creative vibe to Baltimore

[queerbaobab]

Saartjie, Chantal and I

Hair held down by a red cloth Sweat beading on her forehead Eyes filling up with light and tears Nostrils flaring Words and sounds spilling over her lips Dripping down her chin Encircling her neck And draping her shoulders Arms held high, strong Hands flowing through the air, unhindered Breasts, alive, engorged Covering a pumping heart ready to burst Skin expanding and contracting over the drum…

[metababy-del-futuro]

CDMX, 2023

[natasharoldanmusic]

Natasha Roldán @ RBC Launchpad Artist Showcase

Free - RSVP HERE

Over the last couple of months, a cohort of artists have been hard at work fine-tuning their music projects as part of the RBC Launchpad Music Program, dedicated to supporting and empowering artists, producers, managers, agents, and entrepreneurs.

Come support them in their second showcase!

On March 31st, we’ll be hosting performances from six of the artists – it will be an evening of live, original music, entertainment and refreshments...don’t miss out!

The artists:

Rebecca Sichon

Chèlle

Zack Elliott

Natasha Roldán

Ekelle

Superphenix

Can’t wait to see you then!

[artscapismsworld]

It has been long enough, the neglect that you are showing towards your life and yourself. It's enough. Get youself together my love. It's time to be the main character and create your dream life.

@artscapismsworld

[scarsandmoons]

The Supreme

The buttons on her dress are mine to play with, to manipulate as I see fit.

Her every movement, her every expression, is under my meticulous scrutiny.

Oh, how I relish the authority that my position affords me.  

The queen.

With her regal bearing and lofty status, is, in reality, at my mercy.

The rules of royalty, the protocols of the court—they are my arsenal, my weapons of choice in this battle for control. With every meticulously enforced regulation, every sternly delivered command, I tighten the invisible chains that bind her. 

She may wear the crown, but it is I who hold the keys to her cage.

To see her tremble at the mere suggestion of disobedience, to witness the fear that flickers behind her carefully composed facade—it sends a thrill coursing through my veins. She may command the kingdom, but I command her.

I.

A mere maid in the grand palace.

Not just any, the lowest of the lowest.

The one even maids command.

To do the dirtiest works of the queen, fit her dress, choose her jewellery, move all around the palace and get to the queen, the orders of the queen dowager.

I walk softly. 

Within the confines of my own mind, she is nothing more than my doll to manipulate, my puppet to pull the strings of. Her every movement, her every word, is carefully knitted by my hand. And while outwardly I remain the picture of obedience, inwardly I revel in the power I wield over her.

As I go about my daily tasks as a humble maid in the royal palace, I find perverse delight in the simple acts that afford me control over the queen's life. Every mundane chore, every seemingly innocuous action becomes a means of exerting my influence over her.

Preparing her bath, is not just a matter of fetching water and soap. It is an opportunity to dictate the temperature of the water, to determine how long she may linger in its comforting embrace, To restrict her comfortness but limiting her time, to test her patience by adding more perfume.

"Why so much?" she asks rudely. The arrogance of being the queen, spilling with each splash, as each droplet caresses her skin.

"B-But, m-my queen, t-the queen dowager ordered, f-for you to be a l-little more pretty than usual, a-as there will be s-some--", 

I stutter.

"Alright, do it, but don't over do it." she spats.

But I,  the most lowly maid in the whole of the royal palace, did not fail to notice the shiver that she tried to hold back, once she heard the orders of the queen dowager. Of course, living up to the expectations of in-laws is pressurable, but assume becoming the queen, after begging the queen dowager, to be allowed to marry the crown prince, extremely painful. That is, unless you live upto their expectations. 

And, yet again,

I am reminded of my power over her.

Dressing her is another task that I approach with meticulous attention to detail. The choice of attire, the arrangement of her jewels—these are not merely matters of aesthetics, but strategic moves in my game of manipulation. I select garments that accentuate her beauty while subtly reinforcing her status as my puppet.

And then there are the royal rules, the codes of conduct that govern her every move. I enforce them with an iron will, using them as a means of cagingher autonomy and reminding her of her subservience. The mere mention of the king's mother's name sends shivers down her spine—a proof of the control I wield over her psyche.

Choosing her venues and scheduling her activities are tasks that I approach with relish. I select events that will showcase her in the best light while subtly undermining her confidence. Each engagement becomes a carefully orchestrated performance, with me pulling the strings from behind the scenes.

But it is not just in these overt displays of power that I find satisfaction. It is in the subtle nuances of our interactions—the way her eyes widen in fear when I enter the room, possibly because she thought I brought some information from the king's mother, the way her voice trembles when she asks me what it is, always thinking she was good at acting as if she didn't feel her stomach churn. It is in these moments that I am reminded of my dominance over her.

And so, as I go about my duties as a maid in the royal palace, I do so with a sense of sadistic pleasure, knowing that with each soap I prepare, each garment I select, I am further solidifying my hold over her.

The Queen.

[exittotheartscape]

I realized that I can make anything! So I decided to make this!

It's my first time making a Nightcore cover. This was really fun to work on, I'm proud of the song and art!

[tmksghr]

毛利直子×石田智子×川谷承子×奥脇嵩大｜ 制度の“凝り”を解きほぐす、抜け道のような方法は ──鴻池朋子の「リレー展」が美術館にもたらしたもの［前編］｜artscape

高松、静岡、青森へと続いた鴻池朋子さんの一連の「リレー展」。美術館への問いかけを多く含んだ同展が残したものについて、各開催館の学芸員のみなさんにお話を聞きました。前後編の前編です。

[bobastudios]

Rain, rain, go away ☔️

So we get Artscape another day

Our shop is open at the MICA Alumni Art Market! We set up a game and a drawing station, too, to brighten up inside from the overcast outside!