Archive for the ‘Art’ Category

Chapter 2: New Emperor, Same Old Clothes

Friday, February 13th, 2009

Not much to say about this other than HELL YES! I’ve ranted about Hirst on here before and it doesn’t surprise me that he’s acting like this. He’s not about “art”, he’s just about “money”.

And I’m glad to see that Jimmy Cauty is involved in pissing Hirst off, as his exploits back in the days of the KLF always bring a smile to my face.

If Hirst wants to fight for the rights of artists then he should pop over to Paris and donate some money to some true struggling artists. Or just fuck off all together.

Chapter 30: In which our hero collates some nonsense

Monday, November 24th, 2008

Some stuff that has amused me over the past week or two:

I want this office. Seriously. It’s the greatest single piece of real life architecture I have ever seen, I love it!

Doctor Who with no Tardis? Wouldn’t have been the same, but I love the idea of him having a secret mission to destroy the future. The Doctor is always at his best when he’s at his darkest.

50 Beautiful Examples of Tilt-Shift Photography. Amazing stuff. If you don’t know what Tilt-Shift is then have a look and it will all make sense.

50 Movie titles that got lost in translation. Sadly a lot appear to be fake, but amusing none-the-less.

Spider Money. I’d have let him off just for giving me such amusement!

Saturday 22nd November. Carcass played Leeds. I was there. I was very happy. I am still very happy. And I’ll die happy. If At The Gates tour next year then I’ll never need to ever go to a metal gig again in my life, woo!

In order: French edition of Civil War #1 scribbled on by Mark Millar. Sketch of a Ninja Turtle in a Judge Dredd costume by D’Israeli (Reason being that he has drawn both so thought it would be cool to ask him to mix the two) My “art desk” in my office, frames 1 and 3 from a triptych I’ve nearly finished called “Wolverine”, for obvious reasons. Once that’s hung on my wall the desk will be cleared for my first comic to be started, finally.

Chapter 27: In which our hero sets fire to sleeping giants

Tuesday, November 11th, 2008

This is a great idea, shame they couldn’t get an actual artist to deliver it. Call me cynical but I find myself thinking she did it more to bring herself back into the spotlight than anything else.

Another great idea, this time by someone with some actual talent and who does something interesting, and certainly more accessible to the average person. Can’t applaud this enough.

Appropriately following up my post yesterday. I actually find it really freaky that they posthumously baptise ANYONE, never mind just those from the holocaust. I’m pretty sure the idea is to be baptised before death and thus enabling you to enter heaven, if you believe in that sort of thing (and even if you don’t it seems the Mormons will sort that for you). Scary. (Via Brian Wood on Twitter)

One more reason Obama was best candidate for President of the USA: He collects Spider-Man comics. One of us, one of us!

I don’t know what’s more amazing with this story, the fact they want to sue Nolan or the fact the place actually exists.

Polar Bear Vs Dogs – But it has a happy ending!

Current addiction: Unretrofied by Dillinger Escape Plan. Even those who aren’t a fan of their more spazzy, technical, heavier stuff won’t be able to resist the chorus on this one. (Closely followed by Black Bubblegum from their more recent album, they really are at their best when they go melodic).

Chapter 20: In which our hero once again moans about art

Tuesday, October 14th, 2008

Don’t worry, happier posts are in the works, I just feel the need to take 2 minutes to moan about Damien Hirst once again.

According to this article, Hirst has topped the ArtReview list as the most powerful person in art. This is based on the following criteria:

Art figures are measured on a number of criteria including financial clout, influence on the international stage and activity in the past year.

That’s all ok, as long as it’s not based on “talent”, cos then I really would be annoyed.

Chapter 19: In which our hero rants about the state of the art world

Friday, October 3rd, 2008

Seriously, is crap like this really worth putting in a museum? It doesn’t even look that much like Kate Moss. And she isn’t even all that attractive to start with, so I’ve no idea why she’s the subject of a sculpture meant to represent the “ideal beauty”. It’s hard to believe such a shallow piece has come from the same man that sculpted the amazing and thought provoking sculpture of Alison Lapper pregnant, a sculpture which had many levels to it and brought a lot of attention to both art and disability when it was placed in Trafalgar Square.

The Lapper statue celebrates both the female form in it’s many shapes and the challenges faced by someone born with such “disabilities” (which is in some ways a misnomer as her condition has far from disabled her), and also reminds us of the great statues of history which over time have lost limbs, such as the Venus de Milo. This new statue of Kate Moss, 50kg of solid gold valued at £1.5 million, is the exact opposite, a crass piece of pop-trash representing an over-paid, over-hyped woman of little true standing in the world. Maybe that’s the irony that I’m missing, and that making a statue of such a person out of such a material is a representation of everything wrong with this world. But I doubt that’s the case.

Along with Damien Hirst’s diamond skull, this is just another case of style over substance or talent that sadly is everywhere within the world of so called “modern art”. Hirst’s skull sold for £50 million. Just stop and think about that for a minute or two. £50 million. Both the skull and the gold statue of Kate Moss offend me more than they really should. If they were worthless pieces of art created from basic materials then I wouldn’t be that bothered, but the fact that they are created from such rare materials is obviously an attempt to raise the profile of such works and to generate hype. Think back to all the classics from the past, most of these were created by starving artists with genuine talent and a love of the work they were doing, most of whom died penniless and didn’t find fame until long after they died. Can anyone honestly think that a hack such as Hirst, or even Warhol, will be fondly remembered in 1, 2, 3 or 4 hundred years time?

The people that buy into tall this crap have no interest in art or the appreciation of such objects or images, it’s all about the wealth and status such objects show. This isn’t art for art’s sake, or even just for the shock value, it’s simply a disgusting display of wealth.

As usual, Hirst didn’t even do much of the work involved with the skull, seeing himself as more of a “conceptual artist”, which translates as “I’ll come up with the idea and get the credit, my flunkies can do all the work”. Much like Warhol before him. Of course, there is the age old argument that the very fact it even bothers me means the artist has done their job to get a reaction, and there could be some truth in that, Shame they can’t do work that gets a more positive reaction.

Hirst has turned his art into a brand. It’s Coca Cola, it’s Disney, it’s Apple. Each piece of his work is “the brand”. There are no individual pieces of Damien Hirst work any more, just one mass of branding split into pieces and sold to whatever idiot will buy them. Buy a can of Coke and you pay for the brand and you also pay for the drink, which at least may refresh you. Buy a piece of Hirst and you are buying the brand and nothing more. Coca Cola may give you refreshment, satisfaction and even enjoyment. Hirst’s work will give you nothing but a large hole in your bank account, and embarrassing looks in years to come when his work is no longer the in thing and he falls out of favour with the rich idiots with too much money to spend on this crap. Hirst is just like every other recognisable brand, just a name, something simple ready for mass consumption. Subject to wealth. Welcome to the world of capitalist art. Buy in now.

One thing that has kind of pleased me this last week was the news that work by one of my favourite artists failed to sell. Why would I be pleased? Simply put this work was never meant to be uprooted and sold to some idiot with too much money. It was made to stay on the streets and be free, for everyone to view, for everyone to enjoy. In fact I’d rather see it covered up or washed off than pulled down and sold in an auction.

The world of art really needs a revolution that pulls it down to the every man, not the money man.