Recently, I was checking out a blog that's dedicated to new avant garde artists; showcasing and interviewing them to give them exposure. I feel that art in general is becoming one of our most lost resources with the advent of such immediate vehicles like the internet. People's true talent can be easily trumped and forgotten about in a minute's time. It's great when artists get a steady forum to showcase themselves.
That being said, I was quite shocked at what is being classified as "art" by this website.
Many of the "artists" (and I use the term losely) were nothing more than coked up kids copying the same boundary pushing art that turned them on instead of finding different ways to make statements. I mean how many pictures of naked waif-like boys in half-filled bathtubs can be considered fresh and unique?
The shock-art of Ryan McGinnely and Slava Mogutin has been around and is now almost mainstream. Addicted youth acting out their insane lives in front of an 8mm is the theme of some of your favorite ad campaigns. Last month's issue of DETAILS showed a glistening male model tied down to a chair S&M style with a bunch of high-end accessories under the title "Are You a Fashion Victim?" Beyonce's latest video starts out with a twenty second dialogue a'la 90's Calvin Klein and of course Terry Richardson and Jurgen Teller are the kings of fashion editorials pining for the carefree slum-days in 90's SOHO. Art is definitely succumbing to the dollar faster than it ever has before. I stress that this train of though is already existant and the repetition of such can't truly be considered real thought provoking art as much as it's "hipster porn."
I'm as upset as this rant sounds, seriously. Vintage porn mache'd onto a Care Bears lamp isn't really making any statement other than "Oh, I'm super fucking rad because I can plaster obscene shit onto my kid sister's bedroom furniture." Soon there's going to be someone who will sift through all of this melange of insufferable boundary pushing and shine a light of newness onto this scene. That day will be awesome.
That being said, I was quite shocked at what is being classified as "art" by this website.
Many of the "artists" (and I use the term losely) were nothing more than coked up kids copying the same boundary pushing art that turned them on instead of finding different ways to make statements. I mean how many pictures of naked waif-like boys in half-filled bathtubs can be considered fresh and unique?
The shock-art of Ryan McGinnely and Slava Mogutin has been around and is now almost mainstream. Addicted youth acting out their insane lives in front of an 8mm is the theme of some of your favorite ad campaigns. Last month's issue of DETAILS showed a glistening male model tied down to a chair S&M style with a bunch of high-end accessories under the title "Are You a Fashion Victim?" Beyonce's latest video starts out with a twenty second dialogue a'la 90's Calvin Klein and of course Terry Richardson and Jurgen Teller are the kings of fashion editorials pining for the carefree slum-days in 90's SOHO. Art is definitely succumbing to the dollar faster than it ever has before. I stress that this train of though is already existant and the repetition of such can't truly be considered real thought provoking art as much as it's "hipster porn."
I'm as upset as this rant sounds, seriously. Vintage porn mache'd onto a Care Bears lamp isn't really making any statement other than "Oh, I'm super fucking rad because I can plaster obscene shit onto my kid sister's bedroom furniture." Soon there's going to be someone who will sift through all of this melange of insufferable boundary pushing and shine a light of newness onto this scene. That day will be awesome.