From Jon Rafman’s 9 Eyes.
Even though the hum around Armory week seems subdued this year, visiting half-a-dozen-plus art fairs can in a few days’ time can feel like a week on a Eurail pass. Naive outsiders are treated harshly, the food is unfamiliar and overpriced, and you spend a lot of time snooping around taking pictures. It’s useful to have an index that you can depend on to guide you towards the things that are worth seeing and away from the things that aren’t. A guidebook if you will. Here’s ours.
From g. scott RAFIELD’s, Inquisitions, Imperatives, and Interventions. Full series here.
Found during a studio visit to Parsons this Friday
Going to see this tonight at BAM. Three words: “blow job aria”.
New York City Opera. 15-23
Photo by Robert Mapplethorpe.
I wrote a piece for the L Magazine on Rita Pinto’s nail art project at PS1.
Pinto, a Hunter MFA graduate, sees the aesthetics and evaluation criteria of nail painting as similar to those in the fine-art world. “Surprisingly enough, the same criteria for a good painting in some cases is the same for nail art,” she told me. “Good composition, clean lines, contrasting color combinations, and geometric gem placement are a few ways to decipher a great nail artist. There are a million different ways to approach the work, and it’s exciting to see where these talented artists take their inspirations.”
To read the full piece click here.
Fake Artist Statement #6: George W. Bush
(compiled from actual quotes)
I was raised in West Texas, in the middle of the desert, a long way away from anywhere, hardly. I’m the commander — see, I don’t need to explain. I’m the decider. I’m not very analytical. You know I don’t spend a lot of time thinking about myself, about why I do things. I’m the master of low expectations. I talk to families who die. I tell people, let’s don’t fear the future, let’s shape it. But oftentimes I’m asked: Why?
In this job you’ve got a lot on your plate on a regular basis; you don’t have much time to sit around and wander, lonely, in the Oval Office, kind of asking different portraits, ‘How do you think my standing will be?. I always jest to people, the Oval Office is the kind of place where people stand outside, they’re getting ready to come in and tell me what for, and they walk in and get overwhelmed by the atmosphere. And they say ‘man, you’re looking pretty. They misunderestimated me.
For the viewers, there’s no sun. This is still a dangerous world. It’s a world of madmen and uncertainty and potential mential losses. But I know what the story’s about. I am a person who recognizes the fallacy of humans. There’s no cave deep enough for America, or dark enough to hide. I know what I believe. I will continue to articulate what I believe and what I believe—I believe what I believe is right. Home is important. It’s important to have a home.