The one on the right. The accelerator pedal. Step on me. Kiss me like a right turn on a gravel road.
Month: May 2016
Sew.
This morning, I was Mr. Bean in Carbonite.
By the end of the day, I was Martha Stewart working as a tour guide in Soweto, touting Fruit Stripe gum and good ol’ Chiclets.
I don’t often photobomb…
but when I do, it’s with Christopher Walken.
SOCIALLY ENGAGED ART IS DEAD (Part One)
Some Keith Haring. forthcoming.
I Like America and America Likes Me, Joseph Beuys, 1974
THEY killed it.
Killed another word.
(Three words actually.)
Death by Art.
Slowly.
Slowly, THEY killed some words:
A slow process.
Drowning by “Culture”.
THEY killed socially engaged art.
Socially engaged art was
An EASY target.
Art is always an easy target.
The process?
Slowly subsume …
Label, demean, reject, define, include, standardise, institutionalise, integrate, “reach out”, educate, celebrate, award BIG prizes, exclude.
(End Game: DEPOLITICISATION.)
THEY always EXCLUDE
Those who believed
That they could make a change,
That they were autonomous,
That they might oppose
The INSTITUTIONS OF ART.
Some will weep,
While some will cheer:
New CAREER OPPORTUNITIES!
Follow THEIR path.
Assist in THEIR conditioning,
THEIR social “cleansing”.
PARASITES!
No matter.
GAME OVER!
Good.
Move FORWARD.
Anti-institution;
Anti-Art.
THERE IS NO MIDDLE GROUND!
Self-organise.
Our practice remains the same:
Outside The Castle;
In the margins,
Where living together creatively
Ferments.
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A Recount
I went out without
My smart mobile telephone,
a couple of nights ago.
And thus realized
an heretofore assuaged desire to wear a wristwatch is all I felt.
And then I went home
And slept
And dreamt I shot an arrow
Through the ear
of a presidential candidate.
Whilst simultaneously throwing boomerangs
at extant friends and family.
I awoke calm and rested and immediately
wrought a spiral
a poignant whorl
of woke up drowse
coffeed dopiness.
Wanting to host a picnic for everyone.
But first I want to finish painting my new front door.
The color is called
Intellectual Gray.
Discount all metaphors,
there are none here.
These are all facts.
It’s just paint.
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