Plato, that man of words who dreamed of an ideal society had no use for poets or artists. Banning them from Utopia was high on his social agenda.
THE REBEL YELL FALLS ON DEAF EARS BUT WE STILL WANT IT NOW
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EXPERIENCING NATURE AS CLICHED REPRESENTATION. WHY ARE WE STILL DOING THIS?
After a century of experiment in the visual arts, the dogged landscape tradition, far from giving up the ghost, is still as strong as ever.
FAME AT ANY PRICE. WHO NEEDS IT?
I’d be the first to admit to my ambivalence about both fame and the art market.
WHAT’S IN A NAME? CALL ME ANYTHING BUT DON’T LABEL ME.
Maybe that’s the clue. Invent your own label. None of this vacillating between modes, methods and materials but an easily identifiable label, preferably one word, that would fit neatly on your gravestone
I STARTED A JOKE – HAVEN’T I HEARD THIS ONE BEFORE?
I also read this week of a Ghanaian artist who went from selling his paintings for $100 a pop on the streets of Accra to selling for sums in excess of $600,000 on the streets of New York. Lucky him. Let’s hope his sense of humour is in place when he passes his use-by date in a year’s time and Larry Gagosian moves on to his next big discovery. After all, you’re worth a lot more dead than alive. Ask Basquiat, who died at just the right time. Now that is a joke.
I MISTAKENLY THOUGHT THAT I WAS AN ORIGINAL. TURNS OUT I AM JUST A MISPLACED DERIVATIVE.
Sales, recognition and respect are just jam in the end but having said that, either Greenberg or Rosenberg, amongst pre-eminent art writers, considered that there was no such thing as progress in art. All art exists at once, in the same time, in the same space – and we’ve now got the internet to prove it.