10/08/2007

Duncan Hannah

152 comments:

Painter said...

Duncan Hannah @
James Graham & Sons
1014 Madison Avenue
New York, NY 10021

zipthwung said...

I'd like it better if it was by Hannah Duncan.

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Cross said...

The D.H. makes me more fully appreciate the Matthew Blackwell. Duncan (or Hannah?) takes banality to new heights. Quite an accomplishment!

zipthwung said...

I was thinking about Watership Down

People who own fish are weird.

JpegCritic said...

How funny I just happened to run
into an article on Duncan Hannah
yesterday ... something having to
do with developing a 'style'--
but since it had nothing to do with
how IE7 handles CSS 2.1, I ended up
skipping it.

This particular jpeg seems to
move towards a Michaël Borremansian
treatment.

zipthwung said...

Balthus looks pretty good in firefox with the web developer toolbar.

I guess Richard Prince signed with Kelley temps - "Kelley Girls" so maybe I should go with them too.

Idon'tbathe said...

your right old guy.
Unquestionably some things have been enormously helpful. Java was, in my mind, an enormous leap in popularizing useful things like GC and OOP (well sort of. OOP today is crap, but that's a different story). Language aware IDEs like IntelliJ and Eclipse have, at least for me, dramatically changed how I talk to my code. For the better I think.

JpegCritic said...

shoots bra, you gotta love a guy
who's code is self-validating.
Who needs decency.
F-- the W3C police. Zealots they are!

Mark said...

There is something quirky about them that has grown on me. Some of them are quite good. I like penguins

zipthwung said...

Since the 1960s Kelly Girls has been synonymous with female temporary office workers. Originally a groundbreaking temporary employment service, the name has expanded to a generic, describing all temporary workers, including those who are neither female nor employees of Kelly Services. Kelly Girls describes not only a company and a type of work, but a cultural and economic phenomenon, the shift from the permanent career employee to the flexible "temp." Even Forbes Magazine headlined its July 16, 1986, article about the practice of hiring nuclear scientists and technicians on a temporary basis, "Sophisticated Kelly Girls."

Idon'tbathe said...

woa, checkout the big brain on this guy !

anthony said...

It's nostalgia, yet there's a smack of "The Shining" in it.
The Shining would have been a banal movie about nostalgia were it not for the demonic threat aspect.

JpegCritic said...

I like Duncan Hannah's work.
I've just decided.

Quisquilloso said...
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JpegCritic said...

Who is that weird girl?
I'm going to dedicate my life to her.
I've just decided.

Idon'tbathe said...

well put old guy

JpegCritic said...

yo i may be old by bburg standards, and i am a guy, and i've been known to be a blog lurker, but why do i have to inherit the id?

function dieGracefully() {
echo "Alas, poor ol' Geezer! I knew him, Horatio";
echo "Goodbye World";
$oldguy = 0;
}

JpegCritic said...

Let's scream, and let's shout
And let's turn this function() out

and keep keep it on, but you don't rush
Ah let's make this party the real ColdCrush();

JpegCritic said...

Weird girl.
I dedicate my life to you.

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A.Painter said...

This reminds me of the illustrations you could have found in the Ladybird books. There was a thing in the early 90's in london art schools to make paintings from these stuffy illustrations...a kind of post war pre mobile phone innocence

CAP said...

Wittily continues the aquatic motif to recent posts.

webthing said...

the fish is like "hey, i know that girl!"

webthing said...

i'm a forgetogropher...which means i need to preserve images, if i can't paint them, i snap them. if i can't snap them, i put my fingers in my eyelids and open them up real wide, and then stare, and then press them closed and stumble around blind until sometime later when i have a pencil in my hand. you know back when i used to wonder about things, i used to wonder that the memory was designed (meaning intended, evolved) to be an imperfect surface - we weren't supposed to be able to remember everything. Otherwise it would fill up with arbitrary crap. i soon forgot about that...erm, yeah, given the trajectory that had been established long ago by recording techniques to keep the lot.... video surveillance is just an extra cortex, and other posthuman soliloquies. But overall it gave me an extra reason to love painting, it comes from a lossy surface, our unfaithful memory. Oh and how it troubles us so. New machines arrive to, you know, mind the gap. But sometimes i like to fill in the blanks myself (insert example). Scenes are scenes, we like em that way. Or do we? Total control is totally boring. Thats why some girls like it when the wind blows their skirt.

CAP said...

This stuff is like Glen Baxter without the captions.

(Still, we have Webthing!)

But boy does this stuff sell!

CAP said...

She looks kind of like Barbara Stanwyck (that jutting chin) guesting on The Eve Arden Show (Eve A. was like a butch version of Yve-Alain B.)

Move over McDermott & McGough.

Let me guess, Dunc is a sucker for Douglas Sirk movies as well?

webthing said...

hows the rule of thirds going for this one? a bit too good?

zipthwung said...

dont judge a book by its cover

CAP said...

Hate to drag you away from Heavenly Sword, dude.

Me I was never a ritz.com disciple when it comes to composition.

I turn everything off on my old Nikon and play at being Raoul Coutard.

Idon'tbathe said...

Three computers to cup of coffee planted with my hand detached turn on rear foggers. Cut the light , and turn the bright on.
I see the mascot of Evil he's not Kneivel.

webthing said...

welcome home

webthing said...

soon

zipthwung said...

That night Lek couldn't sleep. He felt restless. It was like he had lots of energy pumping inside him. That night he ended up cleaning his room again and again like a crazy person.

JpegCritic said...

poor fishie.

zipthwung said...

So what part of the warhol legend do you like best?

the drugs?

OR

the sex?

Or the

violence?

CAP said...

The shopping.

Idon'tbathe said...

"I think there is a world market for maybe five computers." (Thomas Watson, chairman of IBM, 1943)

"There is no reason for any individual to have a computer in their home." (Ken Olsen, president, chairman and founder of Digital Equipment Corp., 1977)

"The telephone has too many shortcomings to be seriously considered as a means of communication. The device is inherently of no value to us." (Western Union internal memo, 1876)

"Airplanes are interesting toys but of no military value." (Marshal Ferdinand Foch, French commander of Allied forces during the closing months of World War I, 1918)

"The wireless music box has no imaginable commercial value. Who would pay for a message sent to nobody in particular?" (David Sarnoff's associates, in response to his urgings for investment in radio in the 1920's)
rocket work, 1921)

"Who the hell wants to hear actors talk?" (Harry M. Warner, Warner Brothers, 1927)

"Everything that can be invented has been invented." (Charles H. Duell, commissioner, US Office of Patents, 1899)

webthing said...

i don't think much of the warhol legend, he himself was a spectator to it, which gave him a passive disposition to say some interesting things about it, but also to hide and in hiding he shut down a few souls, i guess he had to protect himself from the starving. he certainly had insight, but was he emotionally intelligent? i'm not sure. a little precocious and undoubtedly repressed. he was brilliant. i liked 'the colours'. what do you think of old fatty schnabel making a new film?

CAP said...

The Schnab makes films by numbers, which is why they get made.

But he is good with actors - a 'people person' obviously. I'm always amazed how dull they are pictorially. There are a lot worse films around, though.

Is that damning with faint praise enough?

No Rush said...

emilio perez sold out, so did jules de b, so did michael cline. the large array took 2 million to consruct, and sold for several times that to a las vegas collector.

that show at jack the pelican is really good

webthing said...

i love the wall on the artwork behind her... i mean the artwork on the wall. the eyes closed to reference an ill timed photograph? where is thomas demand these days anyway...goldfish have memories too you know...i feel so drab in this garb, look at the pretty little fish...bonjour tristesse!

JpegCritic said...

Buon giorno.

JpegCritic said...

Dave, I read you.
Open the pod bay doors, HAL.
I'm sorry Dave, I'm afraid I can't do that.
What's the problem?
I think you know what the problem is just as well as I do.
What are you talking about, HAL?
This mission is too important for me to allow you to jeopardize it.
Buon giorno, Dave.

JpegCritic said...

The metaverse stikes back. Soon.

JpegCritic said...

No Rush, how did emilio perez sell out?
This is not a defense; don't know much
about him. I'd like to know about him,
seriously speaking.

arebours said...

perhaps a bomb was invented for this-what earthly fun can this be to paint?ejaculate,already

CAP said...

What a difference a Dave makes.

I thought Rush meant all works in the shows he saw sold.

But I suppose he could have been derogatory.

The work on the wall could be an erased drawing. How much fun can that have been?

JpegCritic said...

erasure... I can dance to 'em ok. pretty fun.
jules de balincourt -- i still get a kick out of his map works.
I'd buy 'em if I pwned the metaverse.

JpegCritic said...

I got a kick out of that china piece up right now.

CAP said...

At least we know JPEG is not MET-averse.

JpegCritic said...

speaking of china, these japanese girls walked in to the Petzel
gallery front desk and asked if they could apply.

I'd like to get information on
how I can apply for your gallery...

    >> —
    >> Sorry, Dave, we can't do that.
    >> We're not accepting applications right now.
    >> —

So do you know when you'll be accepting applications?

    >> —
    >> Sorry, Dave, we can't tell you when.
    >> —

They looked confused. And waited for an
elaboration from the front desk drones. nothing
but two faces staring blankly back.

Perhaps it was the UI problem. But it's something
that shoudn't have come to such surprise for them.
It's not a racial thing -- I hope they didn't
come away with that feeling. It's an architectonic
problem on how to communicate a semantic response.

If I were programming those drones, I'd have specified
the semanically correct response:

    >> access denied
    >> order deny allow
    >> allow from .trusted.domain
    >> die gracefully

Then they'd get the message that Chelsea isn't
about opening as much as it is about showing.
And what publishing medium isn't aobut that
when you come to think of it?


Talent is about who you know.

That's what I lrrn'd from Warhol.

JpegCritic said...

just a realworld sampling of the
uup and cumming metaverse.

JpegCritic said...

but weird girl, i'm yours.

JpegCritic said...

i love this painting.

CAP said...

Those two J-girls should have said "Don't mess with us Fritz! We know Concrete Piano!"

zipthwung said...

"First You Get High on It, Then You Buy It."
Amoeba Music Marches to Its Own Beat
"How Does a 900-Pound Gorilla Get to Be an 1,800-Pound Gorilla?"
Wal-Mart Thinks Outside the Big Box
"Our Customers Can Sniff Through Any Kind of Hard Sell. And When They Do, They're Gone."
ESPN Takes Retailing to the Extreme
"We Decided to Merchandise Raised Toilet Seats in the Same Way You'd Merchandise Lamp Fixtures at Pottery Barn."
Can Take Good Care Make Hip Replacements Hip?
"The Lamest Question in Retail Is, 'Can I Help You?'"
How the Container Store Lays a Solid Foundation

zipthwung said...

Well what if art wasn't about emotions, or truth or the world or being. That's my dream. In the realm of truth you are limited to making work about man in relation to the world, and what could be more boring than something you already know reflected back on you like a grey fog in a mirror world?

Death is among us, shadowing your every move and driving up the prices of beer. The need for arenas of procreation sells alcoholic beverages in theaters of banal bourgeoise romance.

Galleries thrive off the desperation of the ivory towered upper class or academic flaneur* and the need for a social glue outside the mainstream vulgarity and reasonable prices.

*(hah! but no one reads that shit right? Right? of course not, its just a fucking formality, fodder for the cheerleading classes)

Ironic smart-art points to prime breeding stock, or at least high status pedigrees. No emberrassing tete-a-tete with an illiterate visigoth in the halls of vanilla.

Deconstructed smart-art rings hollow, its faustian and phyrric triaged victories tinged with melancholy as the buttress of ART fails to hold the wall against totalizing technological tendrils.

Cathedrals to management culture rise higher and more sculptural as business absorbs art and becomes business for business sake.

When the sleeping giant awakes what dreams may come!

The ancient spartan's, knowing money to be the root of all evil, made the coin of the realm as ugly as possible, iron weights like an albatross around the neck of commerce.

Make them equal! No better, implant chips in their necks and trade them like chattel, who's pretending feudalism ever died? Its the foundation of the system, the ghost in the machine, the eternal dominance spectacle.

In the new world, we are pecked to death, left to sell out or sell in, same as it ever was.

But must we mask the truth with vapid cheerleading? My tribe my people. Oh I love you so.

zipthwung said...

let them eat pills!

what a shite band.

CAP said...

Hear! Hear!

webthing said...

righton zip!

if art is not about emotions, truth, the world or being...

nah, i hear ya.

what we're all craving is something to end (and then begin) all things, instead we get this drivel crap same old, samo samo, commerce commerce, locked gates, bill gates, gates gates, institution, gallery, hospital, sanctions. when i'm bored by art its a sad day for me, so i try and make it rare, like. so i turn to dan perjovschi or something, or i flip over to some old, or new, music/film for kix.

when you're waiting to be punched to the face by a good painting, like i sometimes am, proverbially of course, it's hard to accept that duncan hannah just wants to stroke my little toe, and wait for me to barf, before i can of course sign for him my chequebook.

who has the real autograph, the artist, or the kollektor? autograph eh, so last century. in the new lands of validation and identity...

suddenly blackwell seems more appealing. but the hannah girl, i'm starting to warm to its odd, sad version of reflection.

now i think i like it! maybe painting is the antidote to this max out reality, maximal everything. and quiet little old painting is still there standing near the willow in the bottom of the garden, whispering "smell the garden breeze, i'm ready now.."

(while my laptop gently spews)

sometimes a peaceful image, or a quiet one, ends up having more of an echo than the pop boom. Or sumfin...it really all depends on how YOUR FEELIN at the time. Or does it?

xox

JpegCritic said...

Why won't you let me in?
So does this mean it's over between us?

zipthwung said...

Morons playing into the hands of fucktards

Keep it real stupid.

JpegCritic said...

Oh but what a horrible thing to say.
Why, any other gal would've thrown
you out with the dishwater long ago!

zipthwung said...

I prefer beta fish

zipthwung said...

BLEVE = Boiling Liquid Expanding Vapor Explosion

zipthwung said...

retaliate with hate until we multiply!

Idon'tbathe said...

I wonder if Duncan Hannah ate some rotten fish and painted the bowl all day. YO ! I got cosmophonic, pressed a button, changed my face you recognised, so what? I turned invisible made myself clear, reappeared to you visual disappear again, zapped like a android. Face the fact, I fly on planets every day. My nucleus friend, prepare, I return again.

Idon'tbathe said...

meguri megutte konomachi de furu
yes yes yall nippon mo iroiro
chiba chibasonota moromoro
dashicha irukedo rap no rokuon
marena koto daga ima rock on

webthing said...

play nice kiddies

JpegCritic said...

dudism

zipthwung said...

It's like ich-ni-son-chi, freak the drumbeat
One sun, one heat, one-way street
One love, one Jeep, one star, one eat
Man I'm just so dis-con-nec-ted
Yeah love what you want to, claim what you wanna claim
Be who you wanna be, take a walk in the rain
And do it if it feels good, put an end to the pain
Man I'm just so dis-con-nec-ted
I do what they all cain't, I'm like Shawshank
Pray with the fallen saints, while they draw a blade
Draw a wall full of paint, smoke cheeba cheeba mayne
Man I'm just so dis-con-nec-ted
I been to the mountaintop, I didn't see a thang
Same view from the bottom, I didn't see a change
Life got the same problems, only got me to blame
Man I'm just so dis-con-nec-ted
All of 'em want power, but only few get it
Few spit it like I spit it, and only few get it
Why you wanna two-bit it, don't know what to do wit it
Man I'm just so dis-con-nec-ted
They try to contain me, hold my body back
I know where the party at, right where I left it

JpegCritic said...

Little One!
Lets say we build a world together!

Whad'ya say? It would be so keen!
Everyone's invited!

zipthwung said...

Some people are good at annihilating people. Maybe that's their gift.

JpegCritic said...

Now, now, there's no excuse!
You must come! There'll be dancing!
And please tell me that you'll be the
last one to leave!

zipthwung said...

you have to look inside...



...and ask this question:



Who are you trying to entertain?



The audience or yourself?

No Rush said...

his show sold out...work was very underpriced.

when you go up to the desk and ask for the prices, the girl doesnt say a word, she just gets up and goes over and gets the man. then he tells you how much everything costs and that its all sold

CAP said...

The whole pricing thing is mysterious to me. But then the whole idea of a market in ‘luxury goods’ gets pretty weird anyway. The deal is really in privilege and prestige and the dealer knows who to deal with, before what to deal in. It’s the who-you-know-not-what-you-know deal again. Maybe it’s the ultimate in capitalism. The only commodity is power. That’s what really sets the prices, and that’s why dealers are so disdainful about enquiries. They know they can’t justify the prices under some sort of trades description act, because it’s all about their ‘special’ relationships with ‘clients’ – what they can ‘do’ for each other in advancing their sensitivities and engagement with Kultur. It’s about indulgences (in the medieval sense!) To pretend otherwise – to ask after prices - is to be treated as a hopeless philistine.

All the same, neither dealer nor client are entirely immune to art criticism, indifferent to art history – they want to ‘deal’ in that too, after all – so apart from what the artist makes, it seems to me what the critic or historian says is also a way to influence the market, spread the ‘luxury’ a little more widely. You can’t join the deal and you can’t stop the deal, but you can make the deal about more than them.

webthing said...

deal steal neil armstrong
moon goon balloon economy
cash rash stash the drugs
blow ho ho ho santa comes
down around town visiting
you who flew cuckoo maddd
gone steorn
gone steorn
free energy
STEORN DIES
STEORN LIVE
sun burns
world turns
and turns
and turns
and fails
and chew
are me

and you army

zipthwung said...

if you can't beat em, kick them to death

No Rush said...

Have any of you ever sold a piece of your own work directly to someone else? It's sacred and fun at the same time. It's sexy really.

Would you consider sex a luxury?

"I Felt the Luxury"

She sat on the pavement
As I pulled in the drive
Wearing leopard skin velvet
And shiny black eyes
"She looks like a sleeper"
Said my wife at the time
She had curls like Delilah
And a smile like the sun
She held my poor corpse
Like she'd never be done
And the caption in my mind said
"This is the one"
But I'm strong and I'm disciplined
And I avoided her for years
'Till one night, as usual
With my heart full of tears
A hand touched my back
And she was standing right there
Then I felt the luxury of her
I felt the luxury of her
I felt the luxury of her
I felt the luxury
Whispering
Whispering

Now I'll try hard to tell things just like they is
How my life was a desert before she came in
And wrecked it and ripped it and rubbed my nerves thin
How I liked to see her little feet pad around the house
The way she curled up quietly on the couch
I can still see her in my mind that way now
Aah I felt the luxury of her
I felt the luxury of her
I felt the luxury of her

Well time went by quickly
And her confidence grew
And she wanted this and that
And she wanted those too
And she wouldn't shut up
And one day I just blew up
Now she's in the hospital
For the second time
Maybe she'll die
Maybe I'll cry
Therapists would say
"You're in denial"
But love became inconvenient
Love became a literal drag
Very bad for business
I'd be better off a fag
She's a model de sport
That I can't afford
'Cause I'm a practical American
From the Middle-West
And I can piss on a grave
While welcoming guests
If cold's what I am
I'm cold 'till the end
And I felt the luxury of her
I felt the luxury of her
Now I'm gonna continue walking
In the modern world
Which justifies every egotistical perversion
With scientific talk
And new ways to walk
But I'll remember the religion
She became to me
And the other person I could have been
So for now I'll say so long
I gotta go do wrong
I gotta go do wrong
I felt the luxury
I felt the luxury
I felt the luxury
Aah, Luxury

Idon'tbathe said...

Awkward.
The defendant then appears and testifies, in effect: "I slapped them; sometimes I hit them with my fist; once in a while I kicked them. But I never hit them with an object, or beat them so badly as to cause serious injury. But if I am serving food and they are all trying to steal it, what am I supposed to do? Write out a written report, in which case they will all be punished more severely later, or just hit them and make them stop?"

Born Under A Bud Sign said...

Let the terrorism begin.

isno't said...

lossy surface ...
(webthing)
wow ....

finally something new
warhol didnt take credit for .....
but still could...
hehe

ron said...

That is probably the worst drawn chin I have seen since art school! Also, the outlines around the table and background art work are equally as lame. I like the fish bowl and the beige and gray tones. When I go back to the chin I lose it - LOL

ron said...

This guy could be so much better if he was a little braver in drawing with paint. The modeling of the face is weak. The hair is a bore - tight ass if you know what I mean. The skirt and sweater I will tip my hat off to the old Duncmeister.

CAP said...

Yeah the hair really kills it for me Ron.

The mouth wants the highlight even though it pulls it off the profile. The chin I can live with, if Dunc had got the modelling on the mouth right. I've tried imagining the highlight on the lower lip is really buck teeth, and this amused for a while.

A Condoleeza touch!

It's a bit like the closed or lowered eyes - you can get away with that ambiguity in a little pen and wash drawing - a bit like the hard edge modelling on the drapery, but when you paint it, style really strips the gears.

To make a painting just about that strikes me as too tedious. Maybe it's meant to say something about Dunc's attitude toward women and goldfish.

The color is OK - a bit like a colorised B&W movie on TV - or a 16th century Dutch genre piece - which is practically the same thing - but would have LUR-HUR-HUR-VED to have seen that hair really red! - like a vermillion or scarlet!

zipthwung said...

I think this painting isn't just about a girl with a goldfish, or even about a movie star. Sometimes paintings can be about more than the sum of their parts

I think thats what John Cage and Duchamp and all the otehr artists who work with chance were trying to teach us. That you can't always plan every contingency.

oh yes the slave trade is in all of this fractal chaos.

CAP said...

Guess you're not into redheads, huh?

zipthwung said...

I'm inot checkmates

I failed color theory.

Too square.

zipthwung said...

best google ever

zipthwung said...

dutch chocolate

No Rush said...

Speaking of kelli and what jpeg critiki said--what's with that chelsea art museum? what nonsense. I could barely see kelli's painting it was up so high. And I payed less to get into the Met. Cant stand Tom Sanford but the Bickertons satisfied. I also loved that Charlie Roberts they have. I'd take that one home.

Aaron said...

the chelsea art museum is a vanity project without progressive intent, as far as I can tell. Like a Gagosian for b-list corporate collections.

But they do pepper the shit with gold.

arebours said...

i,too,found the chelsea museum show grouping very weird-kelli williams and tom sanford ,along with ashley bickerton,was that a case of lobbying by wunderkind?sanford is mildly funny,williams is boring,ugly and incompetent

zipthwung said...

A panda walks into a café. He orders a sandwich, eats it, then draws a gun and proceeds to fire it at the other patrons.

“Why?” asks the confused, surviving waiter amidst the carnage, as the panda makes towards the exit. The panda produces a badly punctuated wildlife manual and tosses it over his shoulder.

“Well, I’m a panda,” he says at the door. “Look it up.”

The waiter turns to the relevant entry in the manual and, sure enough, finds an explanation. “Panda. Large black-and-white bear-like mammal, native to China. Eats, shoots and leaves.”

I've seen competence, next.
I've seen exciting, next.
I've seen beautiful, next.
You out of towners sure are interesting.

isno't said...

A dildo salesman went door to door ..
Until a woman answered a door and seemed interested.
He said he was a dildo salesman and asked her
if she would like to see some products.
She was curious and they walked out to the driveway together
and he opened the trunk of his car
and she looked over the selection.
After a moment she said
Ill take the plaid one.
OK.
At the end of the day the salesman went back
to his office and his boss asked him
how his day went.
He said
I sold two mediums, I sold two large
and I sold
my thermos.

JpegCritic said...

i have weird fingers.

zipthwung said...

I think sometimes painting is like waving your fingers in front of the TV - you see tracers a lot.

The pole signs used to have a different look to them as well. The curved red section
with a rooster at the top stood for sunrise and showed that the store opened at
7 a.m. The curved blue section with a cat at the bottom was for sunset, and showed a
closing time of 12 midnight.

Over the years we have maintained the same basic concept with the pole sign. We kept
the colors and the curved shapes, but now virtually every store is open 24 hours a day
to meet the needs of today’s customer… and there is no plaid on the Plaid sign!

zipthwung said...

you ever notice the "publish your comment button" is red-orange and the "preview" button is blue?

Do you think there was a meeting about that?

zipthwung said...

#ff6600 AND #6699ff.

I think it means something.

No Rush said...

Yeah, you guys have great art, the bagels are the best, and the subway works well. Other than that...

zipthwung said...

i went to the MET. I like Palm oil on sculpture. I looked at the Maximillian armor and the hunting rifles. I saw some rembrandts. He uses yellow instead of white like Halls. I liked the mannerist stuff, really tight little pictures of eden.
Neo rauch is glib. The stuff of his I saw at Zwirner was a lot glibber though. A lot like a sign painter - very workmanlike. Definitely look better on screen or in print, though you might miss some details (I did).

Idon'tbathe said...

Alright what are we doing here? Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha.
aaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!
You're lookin at your aura of stink, little thing now. Roller Coaster up in the air. You wanna pop a bubble but you know it's only trouble cause you think that no one better would care. Wham bam - it's a scam million man we got plans. We got nothin' better to say. So we make our only choices and remind you use your voice and say that nothin's really better today. I wanna hide. Wanna be unknown and if I can't decide, I get it on my own.

zipthwung said...

just because a movie or a television show or a piece of music isn’t art, that doesn’t mean it doesn’t matter. It may, in fact, matter more than something artful. It’s a compelling idea.

Ich bin geil!

ARGHHHHH

Everytime I walk down the street - Erection
When I see a woman that I'd like to beat - Erection
When I think of blood I think of love - Erection
When I think of blood I think of love - Erection

Oh, I got Erection
Oh, I got Erection
Oh, I got Erection
Oh, I got Erection

When I set a house on fire - Erection
Once a liver, now she's a dier - Erection
When I dig a hole in the ground - Erection
When I hear that death punk sound- Erection

Oh, I got Erection
Oh, I got Erection
Oh, I got Erection
Oh, I got Erection

No Rush said...

musta been that titian

JpegCritic said...

I've a sweet spot for the way Mr. Rauch
navigates the waters between diegetic
representation and extradiegetic action.
He paints out of his ass, so to speak,
at least in recent canvases; composing
while painting, painting while composing,
and so forth. And without photo reference
or prelim drawings. (I find that fact outstanding,
if not titlating and at least entertaining...)
blowing nests of bubbles - made sheerly out of bubbles.
The result is an open ended narrative painting
that is always on the verge of disintegrating
depending upon the atmosphere, or the quality of
the watchful eye.... Can my betta do that yet? He's in
training, that little one. But sometimes I have
time for him, sometimes I don't. I do feed him
amply. And for that he's happy.

JpegCritic said...

sometimes i petta my betta.

JpegCritic said...

But to correct my analogy of Mr. Rauch;
He is one that can leap out of the diegetic water
and back in, with confidence and at will ...
All without possible hazard of finding
himself one day, flapping aimlessly upon my
dusty bureau. Oh it would be a shame.
And into the drain with the dishwater
he would have to go! My betta still wouldn't
even hazard such an endeavor, still so content
with the bowl he's given! He just stares ever so
intently at my fingers.

JpegCritic said...

my gimp fingers aren't so bad,
are they little one?

They are at least, a part of me
of which another part
looks back at you.

No Rush said...

What’s the ugliest

Part of your body?

What’s the ugliest

Part of your body?

Some say your nose

Some say your toes

But I think its your mind…

I think it’s your mind



My darling

I think it’s your mind.

JpegCritic said...

What a horrible thing to say.

JpegCritic said...

Don't touch my nose, thank you!
Oh you out of towners.

JpegCritic said...

And I happen to like my chin.

zipthwung said...

I read the wall text on the Rausch and it said something like he paints his dreams, which meant to me that you could include hypnopompic or hpynogogic imagery as well as daydreams.

I find that disturbing.

Where is the discipline?

Also, mimesis is too slippery a concept for my bowl.

fluffy said...

Yeah cap (sometime back), you mention the luxury and the limited justification for prices other than privilege or power and it makes me think how art will be treated in the next economic theology evolution,(you know) say, in a Parecon reality or something.
My guess is that artists will get money at an increased steady flow while they are alive and the time spent will be recognized as valuable and there will be no disempowerment for not making it and less superiority if one does. Prices would be more affordable due to art supplies deciding to stop treating materials as such a privilege and more paintings would be sold as the prices match a price bracket for the majority. Artists sell more and live with more sanity.

Participation Economics is a proposed economic system that uses participatory decision making as an economic mechanism to guide the production, consumption and allocation of resources in a given society.

Worth checking out since it offers deliverance from evil.

Idon'tbathe said...

Abso fuckin lutely smash the idols, make new gods, then kill them too.
I'll lop em' in a minute.

CAP said...

NR makes the point art is not always a luxury - like sex - more of a necessity and that's true.

Not to say some don't trade in sex as a luxury, but there are other markets.

As for what happens after the revolution, who can say? Once the revolution starts hard to say where it stops. Ain't no revolution when you can say where it stops.

Kill Your Idols happens on TV every week, don't see that changing much.

Some save themselves from the chin in, but as historians like to remind us, art perfectly reflects its culture and looking at PNYC who can argue?

Alexander Kluge once made a film, the title of which translates as something like The Middle Of The Road Is Such A Dead End - that seems particularly true of this post.

webthing said...

in a world now dominated by special effects
in a world now dominated by special effects
the easiest and most speial effect is also the hardest:
change.
why?
its easy for those without structures to change
its the structures that find it difficult
just look at the music industry coping with change
oh boy what a zoo!
but parecon awaits
in a land where everything that does not express some form of energy to survive is DEAD
the absence of change is death
and so we are bound to it
and if only we could see in larger blocks than decades, personally, in our own lives
we would know
NOTHING IS FIXED
even the stone tablet had eroded
revolution is not something in history books
watch out for that school curriculum kiddies
it keeps getting edited!!!
did you know that in the last 15 years in sweden none of the kids knew who hitler was because it wasn't taught?
they had to send around a mailout pack 10 years later to EVERY HOUSEHOLD to let all the kiddies know what happened in RECENT HISTORY
oops! and now zips video of the Serrano attack is done by radical neo-neo-nazis, a rising wave in those winterbound zones on that old blood spilled soil that all caucasian origins come from
there will never be peace
until the world heats up and becomes one big tropical hothouse
why are russians always depressed?
coz its fuckin cold and shit up there
and all the farmers privacy was taken by the power mongers

If we cannot erase power from the human genome then we must learn to live with it
- Webthink

its sad being a pacifist
but its much sadder when i'm not
paciFIST!

webthing said...

the above webthink webthing idiom is how i understand current capitalism. any theory that does not account for power will not survive, or be easily or realistically applied, to the jungle. is that the sad truth? power is a part of it. there is no jungle without its heirarchy of power. damn that moral brain of ours, resting as it does neatly atop the old reptillian pineal gland, which filters all of the moral signals down into a body, compelling us to commit horrible acts and then feel guilty. therefore the current world is as it is. brain surgery to remove the old ancient animal from our power based genetics is the only solution. or, better yet, robotic judgement as they dreamed of in the 50's. non-partial, unemotive, pure reason. well there goes empathy. cut out your pineal gland and hold it to the heavens before you rigamortize on the sidewalk. and not even in the absence of resources will we unite and share as one, for there will only be soylent green.

(fatal error)

CAP said...

Frankly I don't believe that about Swedish kids, if only from my acquaintance with young Swedes. True, Nazisim and its hold on Sweden were not taught (Sweden of course first to have state sanctioned euthanasia and implicit eugenics – from around 1910 I think) but Swedes mostly have a comfortable grasp of English and other popular languages and are not slow to acquaint themselves with other versions of history, culture etc, if only privately. This only accelerated by the internet. So it did not come as that much of a surprise to the more curious among younger Swedes. But that’s not to say there aren’t many there quick to resort to racism and terror in the name of a national identity – like I say, Swedish nationalism bought into a genetic component very early on – along with most nations.

But Webthing’s main point about the sanctity of received knowledge stands of course. If you’re serious about change, it has to include the past.

no-where-man said...

awe who locked the door to the bitter barn.

Idon'tbathe said...

eddie hopper called he wants his painting back.

CAP said...

Have I told you how much I hate the design of the Gagosian website?

zipthwung said...

I own the bitter barn and I shut it down. Fuck that shit.

zipthwung said...

Richard Prince is a pussy.

zipthwung said...

Jeremy Blake made screensavers. Is that fucking great or what? I love that dude. Too bad he's dead.

JpegCritic said...

welcome back no where man.

JpegCritic said...

you're right wt.

we all eat soylent green.


-

JpegCritic said...

i wish i had the pussy
like richard prince.

CAP said...

Does anyone know if the Natalie Frank show sold out?

I was sort of expecting another post on her.

Then again, I don’t think we got one on Ena Swansea either (?)

Which just goes to show this is still the sharpest on-line critical forum on NYC painting!

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CAP said...

http://www.slangsite.com/submit.htm

JpegCritic said...

i did see red dots though

webthing said...

cap my swedish friend was telling me about her younger sisters, that's where that came from. apparently they didn't know hitler, i think they're around 19, but i'm not sure when it happened. she also mentioned that a strange neo-neo nazism is rising again around the place, some story like, the neo-neo nazis wanted to do a demonstration, so they applied to the council to get permission under free speech terms, but when they did their demonstration, a group of anti-nazi supporters also did a rally close by, but because the neo-neo nazis had applied for a permit under the law, the police protected them when the violence began, and so it looked kinda funny to a lot of people. this all came about from chatting on the nature of the serrano attack by these people. oh yeah, did i mention that this all has to do with duncan hannah? you see all people have peered upon the fishbowl, year after year. running over the same old ground, and have we found the same old fear, wish you were here. bla ditty bla.

zipthwung said...

Lead role in a cage.

Her: I need you to find me a restroom between here and the house

me: um, aren't there any gas stations where you are?

her: I am ill, I think I have soiled myself and I need to be discreet

me: Oh. (in my mind I am screaming WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!) How about the Stanford Mall?

her: Yes, call so and so at the personal shopping department at Neiman-Marcus and tell them I will be pulling up and someone must bring me some clean clothes and escort me to the restroom.

me: Okay (thinking just shoot me, shoot me now.)

Five minutes later:

Me: I get no answer only voice mail ( I'm lying. . there is no way in hell I am going to ask those people to clean up my poop stained boss)

Her (in tears): well, I am definitely ill and have soiled myself. I will be pulling up to the house. Have Maria bring out some clean clothes, a wash cloth and a bucket of warm, soapy water.

Me to Maria: Relay story in Spanish.

Maria to me: Fuck no (in perfect English)

JpegCritic said...

oye ve! I think i may have gotten
a little too drunk last night!
I think it all started with having
to do taxes!
It end with blogging.

webthing said...

this one's for you

No Rush said...

remember being young? my dotter said when she was younger she could never remember the difference between hitler and hitchcock

even bonnie prince william of all people wore a nazi uniform to a party. i asked the kids and they said, why not, it's a costume party.

it hasn't happened to them, so far as they know

zipthwung said...

I wish I was half the writer Harold Robbin's was. At least what I've read, which is second hand.

better than flatlining

no-where-man said...

hi JpegCritic i still read, just don't have that much to say, i happen to like Kelli's work and the show at the C. Muse - but i didnt pay to get in i was drinking at the opening.

There doesn't seem to be much room on this blog at this point in time for constructive criticism, or fun, antagonizing comments are boring.

2 things in mind:
- You can't argue with a crazy man
- Rose Tint my world

zipthwung said...

Yep, you're bitter.

No Rush said...

she's ok by me

Idon'tbathe said...

I concur and its my feeling that the desire for self-sufficiency will drive proliferation forward. That's the entire point, the smaller we can make our carbon footprint the better.
One other note, In "An Efficient Zero-One Formulation of the Multilevel Lot-Sizing Problem" polynomial solvability of this particular production planning problem. The question remains whether the approach leads to a polyomial time algorithm.

zipthwung said...

And the third angel sounded, and there fell a great star from heaven, burning as it were a lamp, and it fell upon the third part of the rivers, and upon the fountains of waters; And the name of the star is called Wormwood

Idon'tbathe said...

By the way, you may be aware that, once again, people do not even agree on how to take the seven seals, trumpets and bowls of Revelation sequentially or in parallel.
Some believe the seals, trumpets and bowls happen together in parallel, i.e. first seal with first trumpet with first bowl, then second seal, etc.
Others see it happening as seven seals, followed by seven trumpets followed by seven bowls. This discovery also settled that question for good!

zipthwung said...

Yeah, that is a strange game. The only winning move is not to play.

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JpegCritic said...

ah, no where... I heard the top floor of the museum
was indeed available at the opening. Glad you got to
see what I missed. I do believe the hanging did no
justice to kelli's work-- i was looking forward to it,
but alas!

no-where-man said...

i came out of my office - today and karen black was interviewing with some one - probably shooting something Monsterfest. I will find out at lunch 2morrow.

Happiness runs in a circular motion, Love is a little boat upon the sea...

The "overhung" hanging went with the statement - pick it up on the way in.

JpegCritic said...

i didn't pickup literature, no..
but upon walking in i'd immediately
sensed that salon-style hanging
was a concept.

but unfortunately for me, that
concept wasn't well supported
by gallery conditions nor my want
of more.

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