June 13, 2008
FIVE FLOORS OF SHIT
Went to the opening of Goldsmiths Fine Art degree show and it didn't disappoint. Five floors of utter shite as usual. I must go to more of these. There must have been something good.. Hang on.. erm.. Oh a swing. I liked a swing made of nice wood with brightly coloured ropes holding it. I went round with a friend. We made sure to show appreciation for the huge concrete pillars which hold the building up. What else was good? Oh yeah a couple of cartoons, err.. something with coal and a swirly grey floor. Totally banal crap which says fuck all in general. There were some interesting posters which said something. Banksy style logos but I can't remember any of them now. We both decided that the best two pieces of art on exhibit belonged to a girl with a see through blouse and an improbably decorated purple bra.
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I've never really liked galleries & such.
Art that needs you to know it is art.
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Art should belong somewhere.
Like them creatures in the zoo?
I think all art students should read Of Human Bondage by Somerset Maugham. His character realises eventually that he has no artistic talent and ends up with a lovely buxom hop-picking lass and settles down in earthy Kent with her nice farming family.
The art teachers in the school in Paris would just tell their students sorry, you have no hope - go away. Now I guess they want to keep the cash rolling in.
Such is art in the time of cholera.
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