Art is the only redemption for time lost or cast off. But sometimes you want to be in the moment, this one, eternal, and only one mark will do. Continue reading
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Toilet Gallery Goes to Art Basel: Two Pictures of Terror Bag, and Liberty
It’d be shame to miss out on Art Basel Miami Beach this year. So, I’ve gone ahead and installed some work on a white wall, just ’cause I had the space. Not a whole lot different than what’s going down in Miami Beach, is it? Continue reading
On Writing and Engagement as Heterodox Organization
When times are tough, write. It’s a small-bore way of setting things straight, if even in your mind. For then, words to mind to world, you’ll move outside yourself and you’ll meet the rest of the world out there. But, first, write. To some, like me, it’s a way to arrange thoughts to fit a … Continue reading
On Wite Out: Erasure, Rectification and Frankfurtian Bullshit
If Ferguson wasn’t a wake up call, the Grand Jury non-indictment in Staten Island in the homicide of Eric Garner should be. ‘Cause this shit happened in liberal New York, and shit like this never happens in liberal New York. Of course, that’s an empty claim–it’d be bullshit, were it not so intimately anchored to … Continue reading
On the Episte(me) of Biograffiti Me.
If I were a slightly more cynical artist I’d make a work titled “Biograffiti” and be done with it. I’d probably project my own image (teeheeee!), and, hell, I might even use spray paint and an airbrush to do up a “sorta painting on da back/mud flaps of a rickshaw” kinda thing, and people would … Continue reading
On Letters to Some Young Artists (in Newburgh)
Young artists, you don’t need to get your name out “there”; just make the best work you can make. Out “there” doesn’t exist in a way meaningful enough that you’d do, make, anything but the very best you can. Don’t schmooze and mingle, and don’t be a charlatan. No one cares enough about your art … Continue reading
Byrning Down the Wendy House
My friend, fellow-artist and collaborator, Odin, has just written a great piece on the recent David Byrne fluff and the riposte/retort “Boo hoo, fuck off” from artist and curator Ric Kasini Kadour. Those two call-response pieces are fun to read, and they say more about the writer’s views than anything indisputably true about the state … Continue reading
On Shakespearian Views on the Artist
Let me not to the making of true art admit impediments. But for fuck’s sake, artists, have some modesty, some restraint. Continue reading
On Art: Five Theses on Social Engagement
1. The foundational background of all engagement is culture, the one we’re embedded in, the one we seek to promote. Culture is the practice in equilibrium of the ways in which we encounter the world, and each other. Social engagement is a proposal on the contents and context of (that) culture. It’s not so much … Continue reading
On Local Maxima
In math, and economics–thanks to its 40-year-run of mathematicity–there’s this nice distinction between global maxima and local maxima. If you assume a bounded space, and assume that space includes rationality, consumption, writ however, then all you have before you, all you can maximize has to be maximized in that local space. Let’s try that in … Continue reading
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