Lafayette Anticipation associate curator Anna Colin talks to artist Tyler Coburn about Ergonomic Futures, a speculative project engaged with art, design, science, anthropology and writing. In this interview, Coburn discusses the research, production process and network of collaborators of a multilayered project ultimately concerned with the futures of humankind. Anna Colin: When one comes across your museum seats Ergonomic Futures (2016—) in contemporary art exhibitions—and soon in natural history, fine art, and anthropology museums—they look… [read more »]
Romania, 2010 – There are few women out there who believe with all of their might that they’re capable of singing like a legendary R&B chanteuse. Catalina Toma from Romania is one of these people. Her song, “Why…My Lord,” is highly problematic and a contender for “Sluttiest Christian Pop Video of the Year Award”.
But then again, where does it say in The Bible that you can’t sing about God while flirtatiously exposing your tramp stamp? I digress.
Is it her butt crack, partially wrapped in a metallic floor-length skirt with matching bikini top, or her other hilarious styling notes (like a transparent, sequined skull cap, or a lime green twisted du-rag) that inspire morbid fascination? Or, is it the fact that her song—sung entirely in garbled English—is the definitive parody of a late ’90s R&B hit? Needless to say, Catalina needs a major reality check: something harsh. A royal ass-spanking by Mary J. Blige in her own museum of white fog is the antidote Catalina secretly craves. Dear “Lord”…if only.