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Amita Kirpalani

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Play your cards right (or how we never talk about money)

November 2015 by Amita Kirpalani

In the Melbourne art world, that ‘homeless’ look of a few years ago has seemingly been replaced by the gym-going-drunk-Mum and the Lumberjacktivist (part lumberjack, part Occupy bystander). I think the living-out-of-a-cardboard-box style was a bit more reflective of where artists are at – not homeless, but just surviving. Perhaps I’m wrong to look to […]

Categories: Amita Kirpalani, November 2015, Stamm 2015 Tags: Mark Hilton

Orange around

September 2015 by Amita Kirpalani

Diaphanous fellow, marked by time, screening what I know so well.  Heavy head, overhead, spare and barely touching as we pass. I can see your seams and your seams see me. I could also hear you, what were you thinking? I was thinking about touching you, but your guard was nearby. I used to know […]

Categories: Amita Kirpalani, September 2015, Stamm 2015 Tags: Kate Newby

What is read and what is real?

August 2015 by Amita Kirpalani

The joke is that you can’t find a television in Fitzroy. The joke is that the arts scene doesn’t know what Delta wore on The Voice last week, or who won the Masterchef finale. So it seems most amusing that we have Transmission, Ryan Trecartin and Tracey Moffat’s Art Calls showing at the moment, and […]

Categories: Amita Kirpalani, August 2015, Stamm 2015 Tags: Tracey Moffat

Ryan Gander looks like Karl Pilkington and they are both misanthropic northerners

July 2015 by Amita Kirpalani

“What move?” “Which restaurant?” “Whose bunion?” Perhaps it is inadvertent rudeness via inattention until the conversation hits a note I want to hear. Or maybe I’m undertaking less than expert multi-tasking (trolling and hand-washing or sauteeing and waxing). But lately, I’m in the habit of asking the wrong questions at the wrong time. Picking up […]

Categories: Amita Kirpalani, July 2015, Stamm 2015 Tags: Ryan Gander



Right thurr

December 2013 by Amita Kirpalani

In the corner of the exhibition Unsettled sculpture is the larger of Carolyn Eskdale’s two untitled works and it has been on my mind. The exhibition provides tactility at a distance and relief from the expectation of audience performance. ‘Tis the season of the more didactic and the make-your-own about town, but to paraphrase Chingy, […]

Categories: Amita Kirpalani, December 2013, Stamm 2013 Tags: Carolyn Eskdale

Back and forth

October 2013 by Pip Wallis

Do you like this quote or not? I love the Plath quote. ‘If a neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then I’m neurotic as hell. I’ll be flying back and forth between one mutually exclusive thing and another for the rest of my days.’ Sylvia Plath, The bell […]

Categories: Amita Kirpalani, Pip Wallis, September 2013, Stamm 2013 Tags: Sarah Crowest

Ryoji Ikeda

July 2013 by Amita Kirpalani

I was reading about Ryoji Ikeda’s test pattern (No 5) as being perfect for iPhone documentation. How depressing. But it’s true, see my snapshots below. Described as ‘a system that converts any type of data (text, sounds, photos and movies) into barcode patterns and binary patterns of 0s and 1s. Through its application, the project […]

Categories: Amita Kirpalani, July 2013, Stamm 2013 Tags: Ryoji Ikeda

Grievous bodily collage

June 2013 by Amita Kirpalani

On Saturday 1 June Victoria Police removed parts of a larger installation by Paul Yore titled EVERYTHING IS FUCKED exhibited in the Like Mike exhibition at Linden Centre for Contemporary Arts. The action followed a complaint made to police. Paul was questioned by Victoria Police on Monday 3 June and subsequently released without charge on summons. The exhibition […]

Categories: Amita Kirpalani, June 2013, Pip Wallis, Stamm 2013 Tags: Mike Brown, Paul Yore

Obiter dickta

May 2013 by Amita Kirpalani

The camera transforms its operator into a creep. The eye not pressed to the viewfinder holds a wrinkly squint. So the camera operator always appears as if she or he is semi-disgusted with what has been found in or orchestrated especially for the viewfinder. Long hours, for some, are spent like this. The squinting eye […]

Categories: Amita Kirpalani, May 2013, Stamm 2013 Tags: Lane Cormick

Period piece

March 2013 by Amita Kirpalani

I am afraid of silence 
I am afraid of the dark
 I am afraid to fall down 
 I am afraid of insomnia
 I am afraid of emptiness Is something missing?
 Yes, something is missing and always will be missing
 The experience of emptiness To miss 
 What are you missing? 
Nothing 
I am imperfect […]

Categories: Amita Kirpalani, March 2013, Stamm 2013 Tags: Louise Bourgeois

Traumatic acts and therapeutic structures: A few ideas in, around and associated with Stamm

December 2012 by Jonathan Nichols

by Jonathan Nichols & Amita Kirpalani I The idea of a ‘traumatic object’ is around and can be found lurking in conversations about dOCUMENTA (13). Between us this year, the language of trauma is closer to being caught up with what happens with art making and art writing. Which is slightly different. As I read […]

Categories: Amita Kirpalani, December 2012, Jonathan Nichols, Stamm 2012 Tags: Hal Foster, Jan Verwoert

invisiblevisible (with Emily Cormack)

November 2012 by Amita Kirpalani

OK, the document you sent to me had seven lines in it. And about twenty-six words. Is that enough? As I said it was just a start. Is this part of our writing together? The initial bickering? Anyway, it seems when talking about works like these, you and I want to talk about them as […]

Categories: Amita Kirpalani, November 2012, Stamm 2012 Tags: Emily Cormack

How to be

October 2012 by Amita Kirpalani

The point is, don’t become an asshole. As art-world participants we should be mindful of this, particularly at a moment when the current logics and cults of interaction, participation, production and performance feel especially social. Most of us are over-institutionalized and yet only partially professionalized. ‘Don’t become an asshole’, is demanded of Pecker, the emerging […]

Categories: Amita Kirpalani, October 2012, Stamm 2012 Tags: John Waters

Good behaviour

September 2012 by Amita Kirpalani

In preparation for the 2008 Beijing Olympics, 4 million households in Beijing received etiquette guides which focused on things like how to queue correctly, that when standing in public one’s feet should be in the shape of a ‘V’ or ‘Y’ and, my favourite, that there should be more than three colours represented in any […]

Categories: Amita Kirpalani, September 2012, Stamm 2012 Tags: Ai Wei Wei

Mikala Dwyer—agent orange

August 2012 by Amita Kirpalani

Last time we were here together we kissed inside the circular Olafur Eliasson installation on the second floor. Orange and you all around me. Tongues inside each other’s mouths, laughing out loud at our lust. Despite this version of elementalism requiring supplicant bodies to complete or form the work’s whole, we heckled these neat edges. […]

Categories: Amita Kirpalani, August 2012, Stamm 2012 Tags: Mikala Dwyer

OMG

July 2012 by Amita Kirpalani

Tony Schwensen’s exhibition at Kalimanrawlins is based on a YouTube meme: a chimp, in the Honolulu Zoo, fucking a live frog that had hopped into his enclosure. Over five million hits. The YouTube video is an unshockingly blurry depiction of its title: Video what the hell another freaky monkey rapes frog orally!. One of the works […]

Categories: Amita Kirpalani, July 2012, Stamm 2012 Tags: Tony Schwensen

‘I’m not even supposed to be here today’, Clerks (1994)

June 2012 by Amita Kirpalani

When I was a pre-teen, it was the fully-fledged teenagers I knew who were able—as perhaps only teenagers are—to recount swathes of dialogue from the 1994 film Clerks, directed by Kevin Smith. I can’t help but quote critic Brad Laidman (surely not his real name?) at length, since Laidman’s review/lament encapsulates both the film’s plot […]

Categories: Amita Kirpalani, June 2012, Stamm 2012 Tags: Greatest Hits

Touching the surface: Angelica Mesiti

May 2012 by Amita Kirpalani

The vivid and the beautiful operate as an amnesty from the abundance of provisionality. But is it a satisfactory reprieve, say in relation to labour-intensive craftwork as another alternative? Specifically, I’m wondering how to find a space for ineffability in Mesiti’s work, beyond its surface—something problematic, a cleft where I can apply my own undirected […]

Categories: Amita Kirpalani, May 2012, Stamm 2012 Tags: Angelica Mesiti

The clock and the rock: Aesthetic of the emblematic

April 2012 by Amita Kirpalani

4:17 pm. What happens to time if we fold it in half like a piece of paper, and then unfold it? Are the wrinkles at the end or the beginning? This is a poorly recalled line from one of the 6000 films sampled in Christian Marclay’s epic video work, The clock, currently on view at […]

Categories: Amita Kirpalani, April 2012, Stamm 2012 Tags: Nicholas Mangan

Vogue-ing for the dictaphone: Alex Martinis Roe

March 2012 by Amita Kirpalani

One thing I’ve learned is that you can’t undo a blurt or even a short rant. Perhaps because I speak to think, like most of us do … right? On Friday February 17 from 2 to 4:30pm, formerly Melbourne, now Berlin-based artist Alex Martinis Roe facilitated a workshop she designed as part of her work […]

Categories: Amita Kirpalani, March 2012, Stamm 2012 Tags: Alex Martinis Roe

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This is the archive for Stamm, an online publishing project initiated by artist Jonathan Nichols in 2012.  [Read More] about About

Years

  • Stamm 2015
  • Stamm 2013
  • Stamm 2012

Writers 2015

  • Eliza Dyball
  • Amita Kirpalani
  • Michelle Mantsio
  • Kyla McFarlane
  • Anca Verona Mihulet
  • Jonathan Nichols
  • Tom Polo
  • Caterina Riva
  • Quentin Sprague
  • Sacha Waldron
  • Suzette Wearne

Writers 2013

  • Trevelyan Clay
  • Amita Kirpalani
  • Michelle Mantsio
  • Jonathan Nichols
  • Lisa Radford
  • Quentin Sprague
  • Pip Wallis

Writers 2012

  • Mila Faranov
  • Amita Kirpalani
  • Hannah Mathews
  • Rob McHaffie
  • Jonathan Nichols
  • Quentin Sprague
  • Eve Sullivan
  • Pip Wallis