L.M. and I have both been participating in a long and sometimes heated (and sometimes hilarious) thread about art criticism over at Simpleposie. The arguments are a tad circular, as people who seem to fundamentally disagree forge the occasional spot of common ground, and then re-polarise. It seems like it might be winding up now, which is a bit of a relief as its time for me to do-as-I-say, not say-as-I-do, but it's been interesting and challenging.
Sally found it challenging because she actually reads the initial text and responds to the subsequent comments. It's so much easier if you just bang out shit on the keyboard and ignore what everyone else is talking about.
As usual I am struggling my way through the discussion. I do follow closely, and have for maybe a year. I loved this bit from anon on simpleposie.
Jennifer, as far as I can tell, Cedric made the kitty litter remark. Galenagalaxian encountered a technical glitch in attempting to respond.
Well, if Sally's gone this weekend, I get to run amok.
Into every life a second shoe must fall. When I was at UBC in 1964 there was a young woman named Daphne in the dorm who had her room plastered with these little big-eyed freaks. They've been rising in my mind's gorge ever since, and now I know who the artist is: Margaret Keane. Thanks, L.M.!
Okeedokee, one vote Margaret Keane:
According to a Daniel Barrow performance piece, when Margaret Keane and Walter Keane's marriage ended, Margaret went to court to establish herself as the creator of the big eyed waifs. The Judge agreed to a paint-off and had two canvasses set up in the court room, Walter Keane showed up in court with his right arm in a cast & sling, so Margaret painted an original in front of the judge in under 30 minutes and won the case.
Hey Galenagalaxian -
Geeze, and where are my manners? The kitty litter remarks ARE Cedric's. He's really ambitious writing in his second (or third ?) language. No? My bad. Apologies for giving you a hard time.
As consorts go, Mr Nobody's sure has a lot more on the ball than Prince Philip.
So, who is better, Margaret or Walter?
If the story of the legendary court case is to be believed, Walter never painted, so he may win this one.
i had heard that walter had seen wwii orphan waifs at mt parnasse after the war. and used them as subject matter. i believe the court though.
Well I am a little happier to know it was not me being dumb. J@simpleposie,you are right, I am using Safari. I went back with Explorer, but the Mac version did sweet dick all when I hit the reply to this comment box. The bit I wanted to leave there was meant to tease Cedric about being Borat-like. I was being a smart ass I guess. So far I have only lurked on Sally's turf, the discussion sounded interesting, so I nipped over to take a look. Sorry I could not get the quotation over to your blog
Thanks for the feedback, G. I am on mac too. I switched from safari to firefox and so far the interface is glitch free. The other option that is always open is to email your comments to me and I will post them. I am going to take the liberty of posting your Brunner quote for anonymous aka CJB. I hope you don't have any objections.
klaus the hapless german fork-lift driver.
The first time I worked the Frankfurt Book Fair on setup day, the building was full of tall blonde Stacker Driver Klaus and Fork-lift Driver Klaus and Box-Lifter Klaus and Hallo Frдulein! Klaus.
A couple weeks ago I did a post noting that Cory Arcangel had recently riffed on Alvin Lucier, opining in my usual gentle way that degraded media was a much done topic by now.
Glad to help you out with a laugh there Mr. Moody. I did and do read your blog.
I rhapsodized about another recent, more successul version of the same idea (the Jonathan Horowitz piece). As long as we're talking about rhapsodizing.
Yeah, I'm enraptured with talking about rhapsodizing.
The rest of us are merely enchanted.
i was the one who sent LM the unicorn porn, and be careful or i will post the unicorn centaur fucking the blonde in mid air...
it twas me
Anthony, I'm saving the Unicorn Centaur Fucking the Blonde in Mid Air (in a way that makes no anatomical sense considering the horse parts) for a special blog occasion, such as Sally going out of town again.
Good moning. Very interesting, really!
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Hello. It is a nice site!
Bill, check out the Spy Radio podcasts from the World Espionage Bureau. The numbered broadcasts are so gorgeous and spooky.
I guess Lost picked up on that but they solved the mystery almost immediately when the woman reading numbers on the short wave turned out to be "the French chick."
10, 4 nurse goodbody
Great links, I want the 4 CD set of numbered broadcasts now.
i think its all free someplace as mp3s. ill check.
Is this language the opposite of Welsh?
Этот блог заслуживает похвалы. Обязательно напишу про него на закрытом форуме вебмастеров. Думаю, вебмастера согласятся со мной. Кстати вы можете присоединиться к сообществу вебмастеров, закрытый форум вебмасетров.