I like his luscious paint handling. Some of the color and floaty imagery remind me a bit of Florine Stettheimer. This is head and shoulders above the atrocity of yesterday.
Are we going to continue this low level formal discussion or is the formal not captivating enough for you to reach a more involved analysis?
I can understand a lack of entrainment - this image is crude, the florine stettheimer analysis is of course as easy as a four armed martian picking cherries from a cherry picker. Might I say upper east side school of diletantism? Sunday painting at its most refined. Burlesques the boring shit made by academic teachers at, oh, say, columbia and the collectors who CONSUME them (cherrys, consume, see I got the analogical thing going on my first cup of coffee).
To what end? Justin Craun's attenuated palette is of course designed to be ugly, florid yet jaundiced - and Thomas Trosch - angry cake welts. Reminds me of some dude on some this cable access show. S and M on TV. No shit. I was stunned.
John Currin is a more refined version of this. I dont kknow what to make of it really. You have an ANdy Warholic fascination with wealth, a horror combined with lust (for old ladies no less!) resulting in ersatz homages - nostalgia for the past and ever-present.
But why? What gives? In the end it seems dandified - you are what you eat, and they are.
Fuck your pommegranite paint daubs, your languid peril, your victorian retreat. Avalon is sinking like a termite mound in a sea of fire.
Where do bad folks go when they die? They dont go to heaven where the angels fly They go down to the lake of fire and fry Wont see them again till the fourth of july I knew a lady who came from duluth She got bit by a dog with a rabid tooth She went to her grave just a little too soon And she flew away howling on the yellow moon Now the people cry and the people moan And they look for a dry place to call their home And try to find some place to rest their bones While the angels and the devils Fight to claim them for their own
Not fire. We're all gonna drown darlin. Havent you been reading your Alexis Rothman? Flip past the S&M and watch the Spike Lee.
I saw Salman Rushdie on TV. He is brilliant and knows everything about history and current events. He has synthesized it all and writes beautiful books. But when the interviewer asks him what we should do, his eyes start spinning around in his head, and words come out but the gist of it is--he doesnt know what we should do.
Someone said this once: "To us [is committed] the important task of proving by example that a government, if organized in all its parts on the representative principle, unadulterated by the infusion of spurious elements, if founded not in the fears and follies of man but on his reason, on his sense of right, on the predominance of the social over his dissocial passions, may be so free as to restrain him in no moral right and so firm as to protect him from every moral wrong."
I'm not sure if this has anything to do with this painting.
The surface of American society is covered with a layer of democratic paint, but from time to time one can see the old aristocratic colours breaking through. Alexis de Tocqueville
Wade that's kind of difficult because of the tight obedience to the photo source and in a way that lacks the political content of someone like Richter.
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(Califorina)
much like.
I like his luscious paint handling. Some of the color and floaty imagery remind me a bit of Florine Stettheimer. This is head and shoulders above the atrocity of yesterday.
Dieben-korny.
Are we going to continue this low level formal discussion or is the formal not captivating enough for you to reach a more involved analysis?
I can understand a lack of entrainment - this image is crude, the florine stettheimer analysis is of course as easy as a four armed martian picking cherries from a cherry picker. Might I say upper east side school of diletantism? Sunday painting at its most refined. Burlesques the boring shit made by academic teachers at, oh, say, columbia and the collectors who CONSUME them (cherrys, consume, see I got the analogical thing going on my first cup of coffee).
To what end? Justin Craun's attenuated palette is of course designed to be ugly, florid yet jaundiced - and Thomas Trosch - angry cake welts. Reminds me of some dude on some this cable access show. S and M on TV. No shit. I was stunned.
John Currin is a more refined version of this. I dont kknow what to make of it really. You have an ANdy Warholic fascination with wealth, a horror combined with lust (for old ladies no less!) resulting in ersatz homages - nostalgia for the past and ever-present.
But why? What gives? In the end it seems dandified - you are what you eat, and they are.
Fuck your pommegranite paint daubs, your languid peril, your victorian retreat. Avalon is sinking like a termite mound in a sea of fire.
paper doll puke
Where do bad folks go when they die?
They dont go to heaven where the angels fly
They go down to the lake of fire and fry
Wont see them again till the fourth of july
I knew a lady who came from duluth
She got bit by a dog with a rabid tooth
She went to her grave just a little too soon
And she flew away howling on the yellow moon
Now the people cry and the people moan
And they look for a dry place to call their home
And try to find some place to rest their bones
While the angels and the devils
Fight to claim them for their own
Not fire. We're all gonna drown darlin. Havent you been reading your Alexis Rothman? Flip past the S&M and watch the Spike Lee.
I saw Salman Rushdie on TV. He is brilliant and knows everything about history and current events. He has synthesized it all and writes beautiful books. But when the interviewer asks him what we should do, his eyes start spinning around in his head, and words come out but the gist of it is--he doesnt know what we should do.
Someone said this once: "To us [is committed] the important task of proving by example that a government, if organized in all its parts on the representative principle, unadulterated by the infusion of spurious elements, if founded not in the fears and follies of man but on his reason, on his sense of right, on the predominance of the social over his dissocial passions, may be so free as to restrain him in no moral right and so firm as to protect him from every moral wrong."
I'm not sure if this has anything to do with this painting.
Malcolm Moreley
The surface of American society is covered with a layer of democratic paint, but from time to time one can see the old aristocratic colours breaking through.
Alexis de Tocqueville
That government is best which governs least
-John Belushi
Artistic evidence against what Jeannette Winterson calls " the fad science of essentialism". Going to go inject myself with T now.
I'm ready for 'good'.
TENNYSON
oranges
I guess I dunno, whatever, where have all the flowers gone, far far away. J Alfred Prufrock, guilded cages, made beds, reaping, sewing...
Gentlemen, he said,
I don't need your organization, I can shine my own shoes, I can move my own mountains and I can mark my own cards.
Wade that's kind of difficult because of the tight obedience to the photo source and in a way that lacks the political content of someone like Richter.
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