Archive for the ‘art as criticism’ Category
1. Rene Abythe shows us in graphic form what is happening in the brain of the painter with the Facebook open studio that we ridiculed in the previous post (click image for full-size version, previously posted on dump.fm):
3. From Miracle Jones' short story "Ladykiller":
[a man talking to his fiancee] "We are gonna talk about Facebook in the future like our parents talk about cocaine," he said. "Man, I can’t even remember that decade. I was on Facebook the whole time. I met your mother on Facebook. I did so much Facebook that my balls went numb and I could only fuck on Facebook. You want to see pictures? They are on Facebook."
None of Mondrian's paintings done in the "mature" late style were landscape orientation (all were portrait, square or diamond) so the true shitty mondrian generator would want to start there.
The "maturity" of that late work got me thinking about Mondrian's flower paintings and drawings, which he continued doing while he was making the primary colored rectangles. Legend has it he made these as his bread and butter since the rectangles weren't selling. I have always perversely wanted to see a retrospective that hung the artist's works in strict chronological order, to explode the myth of his development as a Modernist. (Suffice it to say the last one I saw at MOMA didn't do that.)
Even accomplishing that would be tricky, because many of the flowers aren't dated, or were clumsily back-dated by the artist to preserve the myth of his abandonment of naturalism.
While pondering this I found an obsessive Mondrian fetish site that has scans of all the flowers and all the late paintings grouped by color. Caution, this site is waa-a-ay pre-social media, with Comic Sans lettering and crisp HTML borders floating over a hideous textured yellow background.
EVERYBODY ON THE STREET IS CHECKIN THEIR PHONES
A SAD SACK NATION OF TWO-BIT DRONES
DRONES IN THE AIR -- DRONES IN THE CUBICLE
HOOKED TO THE BEZOS/JOBS UMBILICAL
CYBERPUNKS THOUGHT WE'D HAVE CHIPS IN THE HEAD
WE GOT EM IN THE FUCKIN POCKET INSTEAD
CONNECTIN US UP TO THE REST OF HUMANITY
WHEN JOBS TAKES HIS CUT IT'S PURE INSANITY
FIRST THE POD THEN THE PHONE THEN THE PAD PAD PAD
WASTIN RARE METALS FOR YOUR DAD DAD DAD
SHELLIN OUT COIN FOR A SLAB THAT BREAKS
RIGHT AFTER THE WARRANTY, UPPIN THE STAKES
SO THEN YOU BUY ANOTHER CUZ YOUR NEIGHBOR HAD TO HAVE ONE
YOU PAY FOR A GOOD ONE CUZ IT SUCKS TO HAVE A BAD ONE
THEN YOU SPEND ALL DAY ON YOUR FACEBOOK PAGE
STALKED BY YOUR EX IN A JEALOUS RAGE
MEANWHILE MAD MEN CHECKIN YOU OUT
SEEING CAN THEY MONETIZE YOUR INTERNET KLOUT
YOU'RE A WORTHLESS TOOL OF THE SYSTEM JACK
TIME TO FLUSH THAT SLAB AND GET YOUR LIFE BACK
Write news stories in the Dot Com Two, clickbait era using this one weird trick
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hat tip ben_dover
A moment of silence for the maladapted among us who struggle whenever our overlords decree that a new tool must be used (and purchased) to exist in the modern world.
Related: post on touchscreen aesthetics from a more optimistic June 2011.
hat tip GucciSoFlosy for swipe macro.
hat tips to Joel Cook's icon collection
It's not sporting to criticize an exhibition in advance, without seeing it, based on the premise alone, unless it's called The New Romantics and you like some of the artists and shudder to see them branded that way. Hence the present upchucks of sarcasm.
Of the following only three can be held accountable for the newromanticization of their work, and those are the ones who organized the show (in bold): Mark Beasley, Tim Berrensheim, Alexandra Gorczynski, Ryan Whittier Hale, Claudia Hart, Jeremiah Johnson, Brookhart Jonquil, Sophie Kahn, Alex M. Lee, Sara Ludy, Shane Mecklenburger, Jonathan Monaghan, Mikey McParlane and Michael Mallis, Brenna Murphy, Nicholas O’Brien, Jaakko Pallasvuo, Jon Rafman, Nicolas Sassoon, Jasper Spicero, Kate Steciw, Katie Torn, Krist Wood, ATOM-r (Mark Jeffrey and Judd Morrissey), Zach Blas, Ann Hirsch, Miao Jiaxin, Mikey McParlane, and Vincent Tiley.
Will the show convince us that any of the artists are participating in the tradition of Kaspar David Friedrich, Wagner, The Arts and Crafts Movement, Gary Numan, and "Bela Lugosi's Dead?" Do we need to be reassured that this or that chiptune musician or Google Street View appropriator is actually working in the Romantic tradition? Can anyone making art, music, and videos with Apple products ever truly be called romantic, given what we know about Steve Jobs and Foxconn's dark Satanic mills? (Microsoft users are automatically disqualified. But what about Linux -- can a nerd be romantic?) Is a cyberpunk author romantic, or a realist about present conditions? Are glitch artists romantic merely because they dismantle? Are we talking here about romantic in the sense of "feeling romantic when you sip coffee and talk to the barrista at Starbucks"? If not, why not?
hat tip Jules Laplace, a romantic fellow, for the coffee GIF that paired so well with Eyebeam's New Romantics logo.
When you think of "new romantics" and "internet" the first thing that probably comes to mind is goth girls posing in cemeteries.
Possibly that wasn't the first thing that popped into the heads of the curators of Eyebeam's upcoming exhibit with the unapologetic title, The New Romantics. "Just as the Romantics responded to the industrial revolution," the curators postulate, "this group of artists are similarly responding to the current information revolution."
Ever since William Gibson envisioned Haitian voodoo spirits inhabiting cyberspace, writers have been trying to depict computers and the internet as something other than what they are: soulless cold environments created by nerds to be inhabited by other nerds. The internet is the domain of numbers, statistics, menus, and multiple choice tests. The only way to imagine it otherwise might be something like David Cronenberg's fleshy "game pods" that attach to your spine with an umbilical: a "dream space out of meat space" governed by murky synaptical potentials rather than precise silicon robotics. In the real cyberspace we inhabit, however, no amount of pouty romantic acting out can overcome that it's going to be converted to pixels and aiff files and reproduced on a page where it will be tabulated with like counts and stored with thousands of other similar expressions.
a larger version of my new romantic drawing above appears on Computers Club Drawing Society