Aoyama Satoru

“Radical or conservative? Political or artistic? The last roses in an artist's life.”

Mizuma Art Gallery is pleased to present AOYAMA Satoru's solo exhibition "Artists Must Earnestly Make Six Roses in Their Lives" from June 8, 2011.
Six red roses embroidered with a sewing machine: this is all there superficially is about this exhibition.
This exhibition consists in directly confront the rose's image as a bearer of multiple symbols, beautiful and stale at the same time. This is a new direction for which the artist opted after his Glitter Pieces series (2008 - ) reflecting Aoyama's concern for concepts such as “labor” or the dichotomy of notions such as politics and art, manual and mechanical industry, imagination and appropriation among others.
By declaring “I will never make roses again in my life as an artist,” Aoyama claims the original romantic intensity of art, but he also questions us about the value and assessment of “the art, or the artist”.
Will the artist's last roses bloom effectively in the present world?

AOYAMA Satoru – Profile
Born in 1973 in Tokyo. After graduating with a B.A. degree in textile from the Goldsmiths College's visual art department in 1998, he earned a M.F.A. from The School of the Art Institute of Chicago in 2001. He actually lives and work in Tokyo. Recent exhibitions include his participation in “Roppongi Crossing 2010: Can There Be Art”, Mori Art Museum (Tokyo), “TWIST AND SHOUT : Contemporary Art from Japan”, Bangkok Art Center (Bangkok, Thailand) , and his solo show “COMPLEX CIRCUIT – Contact Zone 5 / Satoru AOYAMA”, Gallery αM (Tokyo). During the summer 2011, Aoyama will be part of the second Dojima River Biennale.

A finger has been sewn on a machine.
Is sewn one exaggerated?
A needle has been dropped on a finger.
It has passed for more than 10 years since production was begun by a sewing machine, but there is never this so far.
When pulling out a hand immediately, a needle broke.
Did it stick quite deeply?
I have decided to make the work which is being done now while wiping up blood a rejection.
I decide, become frenzied and am not taking it out on a work.
There was a delusion all the while for these several days and I wasn't happy because I was saying and was making clearly.
This one month is a little and it's the 2nd rejection work already, but I don't worry about it.
I'll say that there is only much time.
Well, I'm being quite impatient.
Which, it's false, the sewing machine which is while wavering is dangerous.

By the way I noticed recently, recovery of a bruise seems earlier than a person.
Blood also sews a finger today, and stops in several minutes, and the pain has been also gone.
Even a band-aid wasn't necessary.
Possibly, idiosyncrasy?
To do piccolo great Satan-like?

There is a lot of slightly painful talk recently, so I think I'll be careful.

It was invited by my friend to a party at Chigasaki, I overslept excellently.
It seems to have been an announcement meeting in the gym which opened newly.
You should be able to experience various contents for free of charge today.
Beach yoga, beach tennis, surfing and standup paddle.
Both and this are only something to seem stranger for life for oneself.
And everything seems slightly fun.
I'm never a sportsman, I'd like to try everything just in case.
It should be an ideal chance today.
It may be the one near a last chance limitlessly.
I wanted to do a standup paddle.
It'll be that the topic was done for many months behind the first standup paddle.
While being disgusted at everyone.
But to be honest, that I overslept rose by a head to exercising from a prisoner of conscience-like (They were my friend, leave!) morning, but a body was refusing.
If there is next chance, I'll make the moderated life preliminary neatly.
By the way what is a standup paddle?

A contact with accident TTA entered at a friend by bicycle.
It was the telephone from the accident TTA person himself, so half was the funny story already, when talk is heard, it seems to have been the quite dangerous situation.
It's the person who is a partner perfectly that it's a fender-bender between the bicycles and is bad.
A partner is running away and has contact suddenly.
A friend hangs the previous brake immediately and is in a jackknife (A rear wheel is he who occurs.) It's thrown out and falls from the beginning to the top just as it is.
I break a head and lose consciousness.
I'm carried by ambulance and sew several needles of head just as it is.
The detailed account by which this is a fact.
I have to be careful of a bicycle as expected.

This blog is being written several times, a basis is riding a bicycle every day.
I run to a studio slowly, and, about 25 minutes.
I'm going back and forth between that, I'm afraid of the way at night as expected.
Actually, time falls down quite frequently.
A step isn't seen, and (with the most this) that's stuffed into a bicycle and is of adequacy.
Had it been blown by a door of the taxi which opened suddenly?
Even if I'm careful, it won't be at all.
Then, how should it be done?
You have no choice but to buy a helmet as expected, right?
Uh, the streamline helmet for which a beginner is difficult to take up completely.
I aim at flashy fluorescence yellow.
It's outstanding in the visibility.
If it was tried on the other day, shop assistant's girl put on a smile.
I put on a smile, too.
Helmet of the magic which makes everyone a smiling face.
I reserved for now.
I don't have that for winning laughter.

I just cleaned my teeth by face wash a short while ago.
It was nearly thrown up. It had the taste when saying so or throwing up.
It has been also done several times at the front.
The once which is soon was thrown up really.
I vomited most intensely by the cause which also contained liquor fairly or the former life at that time.
The impact which is to the extent I'm really surprised, each time is received.
After all what would you take?
Why is it such smart one?
Please, separately, below compounding ingredient.

GURICHIRURICHIN acid JIKARIUMUMISHISUCHIN acid Dark glycerine A stearic acid Potassium hydrate A lauric acid Polyethylene glycol 1500 or 300 polyethylene Rau rill ether Pearl end Coix lacryma-jobi seed extract Apple extract Petite ream glycol N-coconut oil fatty acid ASHIRUGURISHINKARIUMU liquid The stearic acid ethylene glycol Hydroxypropyl Methy-cellulose Pro-oil type thing stearic acid GURISERIRU Absolute ethanol.

A 、、、 face is washed, serious.

I didn't have a business card all the while.
It isn't also the reason which wasn't also such principle and was well-founded in particular.
When saying a reason, is it a reason that I had not been in trouble because there were no business cards particularly?
But it was made finally according to the exhibition the other day.
The person who had as expected is apparent in a convenient thing.

Only easy information is put on a new business card.
The address of the name, the mail address and the home page established now (Now, still, coming soon.) and the back are the telephone number.
It was acquired and that was put newly in order to send a mail address from a home page.
But when having begun to distribute a business card, this has not become active yet.
It's missing completely.
(I try to send a mail in this one week, and I apologize for a blocked person. It can be sent neatly now).

Now, it's a renewal quite after a long time, when I said what kind of feeling it was for these several weeks, feeling was busy in preparations of Roppongi crossing in the first half.
And well, a basis was senile after an exhibition opened.
The intention that a blog is written has not occurred at all by the reason which says so.
It isn't also the intention that a note is asked now actually so much.
A great thing isn't being usually written, but don't say, it feels like.

But oh, I can't be senile forever, so from several days before, soon New, I have said or have begun something experimental.
I think I don't know whether this makes something of itself, but the production is fun as expected.

There was never experience to the real sword in canvas so far, but I felt like drawing an oil painting suddenly.
It's because it was affected by a work for my 2 friends on the day.
A wonderful picture lies on a studio of Mr. Kazato Akiyoshi, Mr. Koichi Enomoto and them like being proper.
When those are being seen while hearing talk about a work variously, it's being the intention that what it's seems made of oneself, too. If it was a trick of course, it'll be realized later.

You prepare a brush and a paint at Shukichi's studio, and foundation faces the canvas which is done and rises already.
It's also a reason as 、、、 whether it's dangerous to challenge an abstract painting from the beginning, and a motif is set as the ornament of a hoping lady which lay on his studio.
Well, I try to begin to draw, but I'm afraid of the first one stroke. What is it, this tension.
The one stroke because I'm afraid, this time is a pencil for now and makes a draft, and by which it's the beginning.
Favorite color and touch are understood 、、、 possibility by a head, but such one is a paper on a desk.
It's being distant from an ideal one after another. Accumulation of the line which has no confidences. The sign which makes dislike type of picture is 、、、.
The whole screen will be gambled away at a brush resolutely with Shukichi's advice here.
That the whole blurred, roughness went off, and I had the atmosphere. I see.
Without fearing failure this time, I'll look and put a paint in the part thickly.
Because this seemed to have been effective, I'll show off and do some points thickly.
It has been abstraction already as of this.
I didn't know any more what was being drawn, so only a part of a hand of an ornament will be drawn again carefully at least.
I made the picture they seem to prefer something to which.
When it's done any more, the good feeling seems to disappear, so it's made completion here.
Completed picture? It's impossible to show it, here.

At person's studio, big excitement. Two a.m..

PlayStation 3 was done at friend's house at the front fairly. Every time there is almost a fact in around 30, I'm playing a game together with the friend while eating a snack.
It's to PlayStation 2 and now by PlayStation and a member of society (for me) by PC engine, the Super Nintendo Entertainment System and a college student by a video game and junior and senior high school students by a schoolchild.
Well, reciprocally, I'm not a gamer to there. I say clearly and am poor and I'm fickle.
Though since taking up a new game machine each time, "a graphic also made progress", it rises greatly about one night for now while admiring by etc. and a triumphant look.

Is the game done first most with him "Spartan X" of a video game?
Appointment! Appointment! (ACHO will talk about it.), he. Does a person of the same generation understand?
When watching a game at that time from present, I had to play while making immature graphic and sound up with an imagination. You can empathize there when I think now actually, it was the element which is most.
Recent (and, even if I say, 5 or 6 years before) Final Fantasy, the last line by which the main character who is someone who isn't himself made the love selfish, the lady who doesn't also like herself and ICHAICHA which chose the reason that some were thrown out on the way as the small details and were figured, as, because you couldn't follow completely.

The Japanese syllabary of 、、、 which became the artist I curved by which we don't assume I who became an adult can plant both of the admiration to high resolution and the viewpoint which cooled, and make something small with a game by such reason, but that it's good that that can be praised simply?

It was linked to the work and it was written by force, how many, PlayStation 3 was conversion DA and wonderful.
About the quality of the picture, as well as, I'm surprised at a physical engine (?) For example when a person and a person struck in the game, the influence which gives it to something around is drawn in detail.
That even a game is just seeing that, and forgets a fact already.
I say clearly and want wonderfully. How much is a point of YODOBASHI saved?
But when this is bought, work is affected by all means. Tens of hours which are a life as expected if I have that even if I don't empathize, or hundreds of hours is more wasteful than the front, if, I don't say, but it's spent by feeling near that. But I want. I'm shaking shakily. Please stop someone.

I went to the art space in the oak and Island yesterday.
The "suit which is Mr. Noboru Tsubaki in the middle of the big exhibition space which can move by gravity in a moon (And, I thought.) was installed. The big feather which looks like MOBIRUSUTSU a little is Ciro thing which has arrived.
One enters during this, and Mr. Tsubaki also gives a performance actually and. If thinking 、、、、 which would like to see, one put on this suit this morning, and I had the dream you make a drawing draw in a wall front page.
Anyway it's heavy with global gravity. The throat is dried. But a brush is well for some reason.
Something distant from the usual work like a geometric pattern like an arithmetic expression comes out readily.
The best masterpiece, if, oh, then I don't go, but I think that this suit is drawing out the new aspect.
You're also acclaiming that famous guarantee list at the side which is being drawn. A friend has come to the view, too.
A player of female volleyball had come for some reason, too. I talked a little.
It was finished and was the fact that I'll go to beer to drink, and I took off my suit.
I look back and see the work which was made and rose. An ashman was going to put it out by a dustcloth.
I woke here. Just one hour before, 、、、. It was a just dream diary.

When sleeping badly, there is time when I'm producing in the dream.
I'm quite happy because I'm producing because the work at such time is distant from its usual character.
The chagrin is awake, and is left a little. Then, when I say whether you'd like to try that actually, it's never done. Because a work of other artists is almost just as it is.
When saying so, when getting up, "Yesterday" of Beatles rushes, has noted and has completed the melody on which Paul McCartney appeared in the dream and.
Such luck isn't straying into itself yet.

I found out and corrected the cause of the allophone from the sewing machine and the bicycle about which I worried all the while.
Both of a stock-in-trade and the foot a bicycle plies in a studio are a living lifeline for a sewing machine.
Dust for several years and waste were entangled in the drive part near the bobbin to the sewing machine.
A part of a hub of a rear wheel seems to have been loose to the bicycle. I had a friend correct this.

When a machine isn't working well, a thing such as "The mind rules the body" is never, and there is cause certainly.
The therapeutic cult which showed signs of the superstition to which I say "When beating, I recovered." also improves contact failure and misses static electricity and there seems to be a formal basis just in case. It's proper, but a machine is never a creature.
Though the person naming a bicycle doesn't ask about men and women according to a questionnaire of some bicycle magazines, and I think that I need fair proportion. Were you 18 out of 26 people?
When I name, it becomes fun that I become attached and go cycling and.
NA which didn't think of this at all. A bicycle decided to name the sewing machine I have known for a long time at any rate by the reason which says so.
Anyhow it's 12 years already after I come for the first time. A rondo, umm, deer go Tokyo, if, Naka who has traveled together.
The sewing machine the name isn't so far conversely, and by which I'm sorry is I.

Now, what kind of name will you make it? After all are you a man or a woman?
The previous owner also seems to have been used for its center for tens of years by a British grandmother.
Something looks like a butler. I'll be a man. Because it's an opportunity, how is it to borrow from the name which searches for gurgling by "butler United Kingdom" and comes to the top most?

、、、 "Ernest".

Yes, it's good. This person seems to be the person who served a British Royal household.
My sewing machine is also Ernest from today.
It seems that I'm hearing voice for "what is it, your husband".
Does work also become fun with this?
(Work is decided, and is fun, it was slightly troublesome today.) Ernest. I think I never settle.