Tuesday, May 15, 2012

One More Time Around: More Dylan Talk with Gene Lafond

This Friday, May 18, the Armory Arts and Music Center is hosting a benefit concert to raise money and awareness for the renovation of the Duluth Armory. Scarlet Rivera, who recorded with Dylan in 1975 and traversed the land with the Rolling Thunder Revue, will be on stage with Gene LaFond and the Wild Unknown.

May 7 I posted part one of a very warm conversation I had with Geno, as his friends call him, on the topic of all things Dylan. Here is another portion of that conversation.

Geno: I’ve been trying to learn several new songs for this gig and man, it’s a lot of work. I need a teleprompter. Scarlet’s excited. There’s a couple from Desire, one from Oh Mercy that we’re going to do. I think we’re going to do "Man with a Long Black Coat."

EN: "Most of the Time" is one my favorites.

GL: Oh, I forgot about that. I love that song.  I love singing it. It’s not just his lyrics which are incredible, but the way he can put music to it. He’s not just cranking out another blues song or whatever. It all fits so well.

I don’t know how he does it. I’m lucky if I get one or two a year. He probably writes one or two a day.

We’d be walking down the street and I’d see him pull out a little piece of paper that’s just jammed with words, and he’d start writing something down and put it back in his pocket.

It’s an honor to have been able to do that. But I have to credit to Larry. I wouldn’t have been able to be part of all that if it weren’t for Larry. He and Bob were very close friends. Larry broke his neck when he was sixteen and he was in the hospital for a long time. Bob would visit and bang on the piano. Then one day he said, “I’m going to New York” and Larry said, “You’re crazy. You’ve got to get a job. You’re flunking out of school.” And Bob said, “No, I’m going to New York to make music. That’s what I was born to do.”

EN: If it’s O.K. I’d like to hear your impressions of some of his albums. Let’s start with the first one.

GL: I remember hearing it when I was fifteen or sixteen at the time. I remember my parents had an old console record player and I remember laying on the floor with my ear to the speaker and saying, “Holy mackerel, who is this guy?” I remember having the feeling, “This is the brother I never had.”  That’s a fabulous album.

EN: Second album: Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan

GL: He was really on fire at that time. Those albums… it’s just amazing.

EN: Times They Are A-Changin’

GL: How do you write something like that, I just don’t know. He was certainly on fire, no question about it.

EN: Another Side of Bob Dylan

GL: I think what has impressed me most is his total confidence, the way he sings a song with total confidence…. And it just makes it come alive. He’s not about to let things go.  I’ve been told that there are lots of songs in the vault that never got recorded.  Who knows how much there is, but when he passes there will probably be a lot of new stuff coming out.

EN: Bringing It All Back Home / Highway 61 Revisited / Blonde on Blonde

GL: I can remember being into folk music when I was young and I remember thinking, “Oh man, what’s he doing playing electric guitar?” It took me about two or three times of listening before I said, “Oh yeah.” That’s what he’s doing.”

That’s happened to me several times where I’ve listened to an album once and say gee, I don’t know. It takes a while to sink in.

EN: How about the bands he played with over the years?

GL: They were professionals. He hired the best there is.

EN: You were also with him during his Gospel period and then Infidels.

GL: We went into the studio in New York with him at that time and hung out while he was mixing the album. I remember he brought us into the studio and played a song called “Angels Flying Too Close to the Ground.” I’d never heard it before, and I think it had only been released in Europe and I said, “Oh Bob, that’s the best thing you’ve ever written.” He looks at me with this scowl and says, “I didn’t write that. That was Willie Nelson.”  I laugh about it now but I was embarrassed as hell.

EN: There’s still so much great material coming out in later years. Time Out of Mind won a grammy. Love and Theft, Modern Times, Together Through Life

GL: You wonder why he keeps pushing himself like that, but he says, “It’s a business. I’ve got a lot of people who depend on me.”

I say, “You’ve got such stamina.”

He says, “No, stamina is guys like you who get up every day at six and go to the same job day after day. Me, I’ve got this beautiful bus and they take care of me and they feed me and I go from town to town and play my songs and they give me a bucket of money. That doesn’t take stamina.”

Gene Lafond and the Wild Unknown with Scarlet Rivera at the Cabooze
I hope you'll join us when Gene Lafond and the Wild Unknown perform here with Scarlet Rivera at Weber Hall, UMD on Friday evening. It’s a truly great venue and an opportunity to contribute to the restoration of the historic Armory here. Tickets for the concert, if still available by the time you read this, can be found at Ticketworks.com. And if the show is sold out, let me know. I still might be able to get you one.

Monday, May 14, 2012

A Few Thoughts About High Priced Art

Last week I read a news story about three paintings that were sold this month for unimaginably large sums of money. A Lichtenstein piece garned 44 million, Edvard Munch's The Scream went for 119 million and Warhol's Double Elvis captured 37 million. These numbers were so at odds with what starving artists are getting that I had to explore this contemporary phenomenon a bit.

For many people, myself included, the question "What is art?" has been wrestled with from many angles over the decades. But only recently have I thought about, and not very deeply, the value of art in terms of worth. With so many art sales making the broader news these past few year one has to wonder what to make of it. I decided to pose a variation of this question to the Twin Ports Arts Align because I guessed (correctly) that some there had already dredged this question a little more than I.

UMD professor David Beard replied, "Every piece of art has a potential "exhibition value" -- the value someone will pay to see it, right? I'd pay a fiver to see the Scream... Walter Benjamin differentiates exhibition value from cult or traditional value in The Work of Art essay."

Artist/writer/critic Ann Klefstad share a little fable about art values that she had written a couple years ago. I will close today's thoughts with that fable.

Peter Spooner, curator at UMD's Tweed Museum, threw us his two cents. "What I have discovered over the years is that most people have a tendency to want to over complicate any discussion about art. Art objects are objects. Objects have many kinds of value, and they function for us in many different ways, including exchange (monetary) value. Subjected to a market (auction) the monetary or exchange fluctuates based on the same supply and demand process as any other good or service for sale. Art objects tend to be pretty fluid and less fixed in their functions than other classes of objects, so an art object may satisfy multiple functions at the same time. For instance, Edvard Munch's "The Scream" may be a sign of great wealth and status to an individual owner, and at the same time be an historical symbol of modernist angst, and at the same time be a personal emotional touchstone for an individual viewer, and at the same time be a concept applied satirically in a comedic sense."

Somehow the valuations do tend to make heads spin. Picasso created tens of thousands of paintings, sculptures and art objects, and someone once said about 4,000 were masterpieces. Now let's suppose that the average valuation for the masterpieces was 10 million dollars. This would add up to a whopping 40 billion dollars, which is more than the GDP of many nations in the world.

Weird thought: What if each poor country invested in training young artists, perhaps one great artist from each of the world's poorest countries could support the rest of the country with their paintings. Maybe people from rich countries would visit the poor countries to see their art studios, thereby increasing the tourist trade in these places.

Another thought I had when thinking about these things pertained to Jeff Koons. I was critical of Koons in an essay here last month, but am already re-thinking the guy. He's audacious, and has even infuriated people with his work and attitude, yet... when all is said and done isn't he just taking a chapter from the Warhol playbook? Who is to say what is and isn't a valuable work. Here's a short article on Koons' latest show.

For an entertaining perspective on this theme, I strongly encourage that you read Ann Klefstad's fable of a painting. Afterwards, think a bit about what has value to you.

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Duluth Dylan Fest Schedule Announced

Here's a verbatim reproduction of the announcement I received regarding events surrounding our upcoming Dylan Fest celebration. If you can't join in nightly, mark your calendars for at least a few of these events.  

"Blowing in the Wind" by Ed Newman, 36"x 24" acrylic on masonite panel
I am writing to share with you the exciting line-up for the 2012 Duluth Dylan Fest.  I hope you can join us for some of the festivities.  The Duluth Dylan Fest will kick-off on Friday, May 18th with a benefit concert for the Armory Arts and Music Center featuring renowned Dylan violiest Scarlett Rivera.  Tickets are going fest but ares still available at Please click  GET MY TICKETS NOW to order your tickets today.  

Other exciting events include:

Sun, May 20 | 7 p.m.
Dylan Trivia Contest [Carmody Irish Pub]
Live music by Cowboy Angle Blue 7:00 to 9:00 p.m.
Trivia Contest @ 9 p.m.

Mon, May 21 | 6 p.m.
Dylan Effect [Tycoons Alehouse]
Moderated by Karen Sunderman of WDSE’s The Playlist
Social at 6:30 p.m.
Discussion begins at 7 p.m. and closes at 8:30 p.m.
Live music by Jim Hall 8:30 to 9:45 p.m.
Dirty Horse @ 10 p.m.

Tue, May 22 | 7 p.m.
Bob Dylan’s Million Dollar Birthday Bash  [Fitger’s Brewhouse]
7 p.m. Live DJ set by John Bushey of the Highway 61 Revisited Radio Show
8 p.m. Toast to Duluth’s Native Son by the Honorable Mayor Don Ness with Fitger’s Brewhouse Highway 61 Hefeweisen + birthday cake
9 p.m. to close: The Freewheelers

Wed, May 23 | 7 p.m.
5:30 to 7 p.m. cocktail hour with Unnamed Stream [Zinema2]
7 p.m. No Direction Home [Zinema2]
10 p.m. Charlie Parr [Tycoons Alehouse]

Thu, May 24| 6 p.m. to 11:15 p.m.
Blood on the Tracks Express [boards at the Fitger’s Brewery Complex]
5:30 p.m. All Aboard!
6 p.m. Train departs for Two Harbors
Train music: The Black-eyed Snakes, The Freewheelers, Dirty Horse, Silverback Colony, Sarah Krueger, Jim Hall, The Bitter Spills
11:15p.m. Train Returns to Fitger’s Brewery Complex
10p.m. The Brothers Burn Mountain [Fitger’s Brewhouse]

Fri, May 25 | 10 p.m.
10p.m. Erik Koskinen Band [Tycoons Alehouse]

Sat, May 26 | 8 p.m. & 10 p.m.
8p.m. Rising Stars Songwriter Showcase [Beaner’s Central Concert & Coffee House]
Acts: The Murder of Crows, Gallus, Kyle Ollah and Colleen Myhre
10p.m. Paul Metsa and Friends [Tycoons Alehouse]

Ticket Information
·        Tickets for the Blood on the Tracks Express are available at the Electric Fetus, Fitger’s Beer Store and www.ticketfly.com
·        Film Fest Tickets can be purchased at the Zinema2 www.zeitgeistarts.com
·        Scarlet Rivera with Gene LaFond & The Wild Unkown concert tickets are available at www.ticketworks.com
·        All other tickets are available at the door only.
·        For more information visit us on facebook: www.facebook.com/duluthdylanfest or Bob Dylan Way info: www.bobdylanway.com


Finally, Hibbing Dylan Days will be held Thursday, May 25 through Sunday, May 27.  For more information on Hibbing Dylan Days events visit www.dylandays.com

Materialistic Intentions at the PRØVE

There were a couple big happenings this weekend in the Northland. First, yesterday was such a beautiful day I had my first chance this year to go barefoot. Spring is here and we've all taken that great leap of faith to put our snow shovels away for the summer. Won't be long till Dylan Fest (Duluth) and Dylan Days (Hibbing)

With the Homegrown Music and Art Festival behind us, it was back to business for the PRØVE Gallery at 21 N. Lake Avenue with the Collective's sixth show titled Materialistic Intentions. It was another nice exhibit with some pretty exciting pieces by a variety of artists. Their showbill described it an "international showcase of art that embraces and speaks through the materials that comprise the exhibition." I personally found much of the work exciting, but would like to have a little more information about the artists without having to ask. Nevertheless, I mean it when I say there were some exciting things happening.

The distribution of the 31 objects and paintings is comfortable throughout and the lighting bright for easy engagement.

The first thing to catch one's eye upon entering is this ten foot doily cutout. At the center is a flower, concentric designs leading outward. My eye first landed on the repeated statement "AND OURS IS AS WELL" and then followed inward to "THE LIFE OF A FLOWER IS SHORT." It's a thought-provoking statement in the form of a snowflake mandala and speaks of something beyond the materialism that so encompasses the physical borders of our lives. The flower exists because of a seed, and this work by Mayumi Amada (titled Ours Is As Well) began with a thought-seed which bloomed to become this piece.

If I may digress, as children many of us made snowflakes by folding paper and cutting designs into them, some quite elaborate. This piece tugs the heart toward those memories of innocence and exploration. But if the life of a flower is short, think how short the life of a snowflake can be, especially in early winter when it lands on warm skin. Then again, the moisture from a snowflake in late spring may be precisely what is needed to cause a seed to germinate, and a flower to bloom.

On the left wall a set of Bouquets from Grandmas, again by Amada,  led the way to several pieces by Aaron Kloss. Kloss, a recent addition to several local galleries, has been painting small and medium sized canvases with paint daubs, usually trees and sky, a form of large-brush pointillism. His paintings have been selling, perhaps because there is a comforting quality in the colors. At this show he took his stylized approach into a new direction by combining painting with tapestry. I found it an interesting divergence from his other work and liked the piece very much as it replicated something I attempted to execute many years ago but with less success.

Josh Ostroff's large paintings on wood panels carried a forcefulness that belied the simplicity of their designs.
The paintings gave me the repressed tension of a Francis Bacon exhibit I once attended in New York. I was told that not all of Ostroff's work was about conflict but that the gallery collective found these pieces especially interesting. I agreed.

The show included works by Jon Billing (the Tower in the window), Kevin Bierbaum, Jon Billing, Maia Berzenadze, Shane Warren, Emily Newman (no relation, though I like her initials in addition to her work), Haley Prochnow, John Adamiak, Jeanine Malec, and Karen Searle, in addition to those mentioned above.

The wine and beer tasted good, with a suitable ambiance created again by the Crunchy Bunch. Not sure what's in store for June, but catch it if you cane.


Saturday, May 12, 2012

Uprooted: A Story of Estonia (Part VII)

THIS IS A CONTINUING STORY ABOUT ESTONIA DURING WORLD WAR II FROM THE POINT OF VIEW OF RALPH KAND, A YOUNG MAN WITH A WITHERED LEG.

In the months after Eitzi had been sent away by her parents to Sweden Ralph often thought about some of the special moments they had shared together. On one occasion they were walking lazily along a river bank that flows into the Baltic Sea near Pirita Park. The late afternoon breeze and overcast autumn sky foreshadowed prospects of rain.

The tree-lined stretch of river was famous for its walking path that invited young lovers. The cold, clear water slaps the bases of ancient trees whose wild roots spire downward in elegant tangles beneath the surface.  The two stopped to watch a pair of kayakers go by and then Ralph began to unbutton his wool shirt to remove it.

Ralph was unusual in a lot of ways, so Eitzi hadn’t given much thought to Ralph’s bringing a pruning saw along on this afternoon stroll. “When you set your heart on something there’s no stopping you is there?” she said.

Ralph hardly heard her as he looked eagerly into the water, finally handing his shirt to Eitzi in exchange for the saw.

Without hesitation Ralph plunged head first into the water holding the saw, remaining under water as long as possible. After an unbearably long time he came up for air, shivered, and dove. Again and again Ralph filled his lungs and descended into the ice-cold waters. At last Ralph emerged triumphant from the water’s edge holding a network of roots.

“Isn't it beautiful?” he said.

Eitzi smiled and shrugged, not certain what to say as Ralph, dripping wet and shivering, held out the treasure.

“It'll be the base for a lamp.”

As they walk back where they stashed their bikes Eitzi said, “I can't believe you.”

“What?”

“Do you always see things no one else sees?”

Ralph laughed. “You have to look beneath the surface of things. Even when they see something they want, most people are afraid to go after it.”

They walked without saying much until they reached the spot where they’d hidden their bikes. Because Ralph's left leg was bad, he’d invented a method of riding a bike with one leg. Using a large, heavyweight rubber band, Ralph would bind his right foot to the pedal of his bicycle.

Later that evening, as a sliver of moon hung suspended above the horizon, Ralph and Eitzi sat on a porch swing wrapped in a blanket.

“You know I love both of you,” Eitzi said.

“I love Mutti, too. He's my best friend,” Ralph replied. “And I can't imagine anything better for him than to have you.

“Then you know he's asked me to marry him?”

“And you haven't said yes?”

“How can I? I know it would break your heart. Oh Ralph.”

They tightly squeezed each others' hands. As Ralph looked up at the sky, Eitzi buried her face in the nape of his neck.

“It’s O.K. You have my blessing, Eitzi. You two will be good for each other.”

But it never came to pass. Mutti was taken during Stalin’s historic midnight raid. Two weeks later Eitzi’s parents sent her away to her cousin’s home in Sweden.  

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CONTINUED

This story is based on a true account of events that occured in Eastern Europe from 1939 to 1944.  For narrative purposes the time frame of these events has been condensed without — this writer  believes — violating the spirit of that time.

Friday, May 11, 2012

A Long Dialogue with Artist Ann Klefstad (Part 3)

"Art enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time." ~Thomas Merton
  
EN: The visual arts world is fairly fragmented right now (and maybe has always been) so that it has no real center. What are the pros and cons of this contemporary situation?

Ann Klefstad: There have certainly been times when the visual arts world in the West has had a strong center—in fact, during most of Western history it has. The various art worlds in other parts of the world have also had their centers—usually, the capital of whatever place. In T'ang China, it was Xian, in 18th-19th-century Japan, it was Edo. In the European Renaissance it was urban Italy. In the nineteenth century in Euro-American culture, it was Paris. After WWII it was New York. The tendency, as a matter of fact, for the various art worlds is for artists to travel to whatever is the art capital at the time, to access the intense discussion and interest and availability of materials and infrastructure (and money and patrons) that such centralized communities produce.

The contemporary situation is fragmented for various reasons. One, the visual arts world is no longer in the cultural forefront, as it truly was for centuries in a number of cultures. So the economic force has shifted to other forms of creativity—digital, filmic—which tend to rely on the same kind of complex infrastructure and funding that an entity like Raphael's studio had need of. Those worlds are somewhat centralized: Seattle and Silicon Valley are certainly creative centers in much the same way Rome or Paris were in their days. Los Angeles or Mumbai are creative centers in that way too.
           
Second, when what you are making can be made by you, a lone individual, in a room somewhere, and sent to wherever you need it seen by means of the web; when galleries are seen online far more often, by far more people, than they are seen in person, the need for physical centers changes.
           
Also, the rise of replicable imagery over the past 200 years, culminating in the wide availability of the entire art history of the world in studios from Latvia to subSaharan Africa to Beijing to Fargo to New York, and the availability of blogs and forums to discuss all this, means that the Cedar Bar is everywhere, and there is no dominant style. All bets are off; critical mass is irrelevant; and transient memes are as relevant as signature styles. 
           
Benefits are obvious: communities can have artists in residence that are as formidable, as talented, as committed, as artists in the capital used to be. If they're lucky in the artists who live there. If they can support them. 
           
Drawbacks are perhaps less obvious. The Cedar Bar, and studio visits back and forth, supported a mode of artmaking in which people couldn't do such a part-time, back-burnered practice as is often now done. In those days, you were on. You had to produce, or people wouldn't take you seriously. Now you can be far more surreptitious about your art life. I think that may mean that people sort of hobbyize it. That's fine, but not if you want your work to make a difference in the world. I'm guilty of this myself.

EN: You made reference to the manner in which Duluth really has something to offer as a cultural model to emulate, chiefly due to the manner in which it has both a rural and urban sensibility. Can you elaborate on this a little bit.

AK: Duluth's oddly rural components are good for artists, as people have a habit and a value of made things, of making things. They are not only consumers.

Duluth also has, considering its size, a surprisingly urban sensibility. It's an old-fashioned, not much sprawled or malled, city. A fair number of its people look for cultural experiences that are challenging and skilled.
           
It also has such intensity in its setting and weather that people are sensually more alive than in some places, I think. This is good for artists too.

EN: You recently referred to the artists of the world as "border scouts"... What did you mean by this term?

AK:  The artists of the world have always been border scouts! That is, most people do not have the luxury or the desire to roam the edges of their psyches, or the borders of what’s possible. But the collective human enterprise needs to have news of those edges, those borders, for a number of reasons: new discoveries; keeping a culture from being overwhelmed by lies; and allowing individuals access to collective truths.
    
New discoveries come from the borders of the psyche, the edges of experience, new knowledges of what makes us human. Someone needs to bring news of the realms that tie us to the nonhuman world, those conduits to our animal natures, or our soul-natures, or our object natures, that we don’t consciously focus on but that do form huge and necessary parts of our psyches. But that exploration has risks. Not everyone wants to run the risks, or thinks that it’s worth it to do so.
    
Artists are often those who invite those risks, both psychic and physical, who are willing to patrol those borders, and bring back the news to the rest of their people. Nowadays, in the post-shamanic era let’s call it, that isn’t how the artist’s role is often described, but it is a very old role, probably the oldest role of the artist, and one that is still current, I believe. In the modern era people as different as Joseph Beuys and Andy Warhol (who were fans of each other) have performed this role. When Beuys spoke of his life as “posthumous” what he meant was, he had resolved to leave his old life of reasonable expectations and self-centered accumulation and enter instead a life of exploration, in which he gave himself to whatever he might find. Warhol was not so different, although the wilderness he explored was the urban and social one of New York.
    
To my mind, artists do three basic things. One is to patrol the borders; the other (and this is just as important in its way) is to decorate— that is, to find the forms and colors that symbolize, or iconize, meanings that people share—doesn’t have to be the whole community who shares them. Maybe just a maker and the person whose face she is decorating; or a group of friends who all love to drum and sing together. Art doesn’t need to change things to be utterly authentic and necessary. It just has to embody something that is authentic and necessary to its maker and to some form of audience. And sometimes it’s just done for fun— and that’s also so necessary! Open-ended play— that kind of exploration is another role of the artist, maybe the one that creates the artist, who can then create art.

EN: It seems you have thought about these issues for a long time. Who have been the primary sources of the ideas that form the foundations of your thinking?

AK: I studied aesthetics (not in the sense of “making things look nice” but as a branch of philosophy) in college, working with Fred Stoutland at St. Olaf’s Paracollege, who kindly agreed to a series of tutorials even though he was primarily a philosopher of language, influenced by Wittgenstein. So that grounded my thinking in many ways. The ways in which things mean, and what those ways imply for the forms that things take. I eventually wrote a paper on metaphor as a sort of master trope that can be found in mimetic visual arts as well as in language.
    
Arthur Danto’s ideas on what makes art art were influential. And I found Panofsky’s film writings interesting— film being a medium that incorporates visual signification, story, temporality, all that.

But I was always more invested in making art than in doing philosophy, and so I looked mostly among sculptors for good thinking about art. Joseph Beuys, Richard Serra, and very much Robert Smithson were important for me.  Fluxus artists like Dick Higgins, Yoko Ono, and Ken Friedman. Though arts critics like Rosalind Krauss were also important. In later years, Dave Hickey’s writings about art in the context of daily life as well as the artworld have been important—and they’re a gas to read.

And you’re right— this has been a continuous study for nearly 40 years. I’ve fallen away from art-magazine reading in part because they seem repetitious at this point— the issues they address have gone round and round in the culture . . . It’s like watching the dryer at the laundromat. There’s that shirt again! (For people who aren’t so damn old, it’s likely fine. They’ve maybe never seen the shirt before . . . ) What I’ve been reading now is online stuff like “Dazed Digital”, the online instantiation of “Dazed and Confused,” a London arts-and-culture magazine that covers everything from ad culture to poppy music to weird music to photography and sculpture and design and shoes, all in the same context. And not as a shoppers’ guide, really— they write about things as actions and not as objects. That seems fresh.

EN: Thank you, Ann, for enriching us this week.

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