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Feb. 15th, 2009



I'm calling the look "Urban Decay".

Seriously, after Single Saps Salad Bowl, romeoa and I went to a pretentious art party. I wore pants. I am such a fashion pig. And hip, too!

And look, I have a jawline. Whoda thunk it?

One of the art pieces I saw tonight was a rubber chicken on a black board.

I think when I get my collection of weird shit in jars done, I may need to do an installation.

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azul_ros
Feb. 15th, 2009 09:52 am (UTC)
You should put your jars into an exhibit! I'm sure there's more craft in what you did that the chicken on the board. FTW??!
magicmarmot
Feb. 15th, 2009 06:05 pm (UTC)
There were some really good pieces there, but the pretense was so thick you could cut it with a spork.
afterglow81
Feb. 15th, 2009 04:23 pm (UTC)
holy shit! you were at that show too? I saw the rubber chicken peice as well.
magicmarmot
Feb. 15th, 2009 06:04 pm (UTC)
Yes, and I'd agree-- some of the pieces were really good, many of them were okay but not noteworthy, and there were some serious clinkers. The rubber chicken took the cake though.

I love your description of the art chicks. Dead spot-on.

We didn't get there until pretty late. I think a lot of the studios were shut by that time-- there were only one or two open.

Something that makes me wonder is how some of these artists can afford to rent a space like that.

I think Urban Dekay needs an earring and wraparound shades.
jmanna
Feb. 15th, 2009 04:45 pm (UTC)
I was raised on art. It was over my crib, it around the house, it was there at events my mother would drag me to as a child. Many of my memories of my mother are of her crouched in front of an easel with brushes dangling from her hands.

I have seen a hell of a lot of art instillations. It varies from inspiring to 'neat!' to 'Interesting to seriously, someone paid for that?.

Someday I will create and elaborate mechanized art piece where there are a million little moving parts and surprises behind little doors and interesting things all triggered by a Giant Red Button. Beneath this work I will hand a sign that says 'Do Not Touch'. I will label it 'Why Kids Hate Art Museums'
magicmarmot
Feb. 15th, 2009 06:07 pm (UTC)
You could also rig a trapdoor underneath the button so that the unsuspecting child falls into a room full of evil clowns all saying I told you not to touch that!

Or maybe it's just me.
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