is this shit?

is this shit?

This year the best and most underrated exhibition in the world this year was The Confidence Man, curated by Gianni Jetzer at Tany Leighton. Gianni Jetzer is the best curator in this bracket of the market because he applies the principles of raw veganism (with improvements) to the digestive tract of both the gallery and the internet. There is no difference between contemporary art daily and The Confidence Man, and in this union we can also celebrate a truly post-gender moment where identitarian conscription to the far-gay (CAD) and the ultra-hetero (Gianni) and everything vagary in between is one and the same vector of sanitation best viewed on an iPad, drunk or on xanax at some schleimy afternoon tea opening or next year, on art.sy. An endless group show double-penetrating collaborationist screens and galleries on a daily basis.

"The Confidence Man portrays a group of zany abstract artworks whose interlocking stories are told as they travel down the slump of an endless recession"

life, like networking, is a group show. how would these works network if they could talk? In the financialized space of the postgender, group shows offer the surrogate pleasures of the orgy experience in its most socially acceptable form: art as the residue of networked experience. Or art as a performative chessboard optimized to facilitate social relations. Lubricated by feedback, jpgs arouse an absolute master that returns the favor by misrecognition alone.

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Giani Jetzer/Forrest Nash is the most significant and best artist/curator/human being/machine this year.

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The most significant and memorable exhibition is The Confidence Man and/or Contemporary Art Daily. A fine balance between the optical effect of shit smears and a clean fresh-bleached anus.

The best exhibition in New York by far was Peter Nadin at Gavin Brown’s.

This civilization is in steep decline and you are a mourning slave. Your are white. Peter Nadin is giving you the life of your ancestors as art one last time. You cannot afford the life of your ancestors. Better than rectangular frame-obsessed CAD, he is back from the mountain to announce the vegetable-drive of the West to the art world with resounding glory and genius. The presence of humans is important to support the technical project of eco austerity. Pigs. The new Houellebecq ends when “vegetation had triumphed completely.”

Great exhibition. cad, you missed out.

work speaks for itself

work is concrete like your sub-human mass of networked flesh

work has personality and is tactile like an iphone skin

work make$ free, doily

work is textures and abstract pttrns your blog/italian dealer can digg

work is a language of its own

in the united states, there is a debate in academia about work

Jerry Magoo's top 10 for 2011:

1-Gianni Jetzer

2-Peter Nadin

3-Gianni Jetzer

4-Gianni Jetzer

5-Gianni Jetzer

6-Gianni Jetzer

7-Gianni Jetzer

8-Gianni Jetzer

9-Gianni Jetzer

10-jerry magoo

How do you feel abt this list?

Who got 'shafted'?

Are you sad there were no 10.0's in 2k11?

Who got 'overhated'?

Is it a 'joke'?

Do you think poor people have less networking opportunities?

Do you think CAD is changing that by allowing them to see good art everyday from the comfort of their poverty?

Are indie art markets changing via the leaking of all available Heimo Zobernig jpgs on the internet?

Would you buy 'more critical/smart “art” if you had $$$?

Are you white and str8?

Is jerry magoo officially 'over'?

Is David Lieske cracking open a bottle of champagne?

Have you heard of “adamlindemann.com”?

Have you heard of “May”?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3z8ppcFGPlY&feature=autoplay&list=PL9FD3B75D4BF377CB&lf=results_video&playnext=5

Is there a difference?

Are there 2 many artists/exhibitions?

Is this 'shocking'?

Are blogs 'dying'?

has 'hackwork' putrefied on a grand scale?

If you listen to a press release on textedit [via speech function and 'Contemporary Art Daily'], is it really an authentic experience?

Is CAD the “Pitchfork media” of young/decadent/uneducated dumb white people art {via Chicago, the School of Chicago, isolation, wanting to be socially successful}?

How do you feel now that the internet is our church?

Should we all just 'quit' art / networking?

How can you make critical art that “looks cute/sexy on CAD”?

{tobias k pic}

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CANVAS=Jerry Magoo=a $75.000 Michael Krebber painting=Contemporary Art Daily=Gianni Jetzer

CANVAS=Gianni Jetzer

we all work together

Academia offering its custodial services to contemporary art in exchange for a little bit of money—press releases, articles, dinner attendence, protesting, painting/discreet public nudity. As scenic features of a massive biopolitical strata, they achieve where others fail in their laboratories of joyous Bloom. Their recombinant motility is only special when it feeds back—a return that resonates like a whip cracking. In the larval reproductions of their intellectual labor, Creation never felt so forbidding when faced with work that eats up itself, accomplishes its own end, self-nourishes, leaves no seed, is perfect in itself. sounding from their disciplined innards is the plea to leave poverty to the poor.

Do u vibe 2 abstraction?

What is your favorite kind of abstraction?

Would you say you are one {via Cheney and Hates and Labors and working on interesting projects}?

Speculative realism: cool meme.

the tek-tonic constitution of the operable world about the abyssal defiles of posthistorical conquest is too smooth to rupture hermes' sac.

The dredges of fukushima reek of locavore dining.

A hard-scrabble dog surfing the tsunami on a board of wreckage.

Do u ever wish u could 'meet for coffee' with someone who goes to the Staedelschule?

Do you feel this post is trying to be 2 cool for school or do you think criticality/haters is a vital leak in today's culture {via DIS MAGAZINE}?

Does Sigmar Polke make u feel like ur cuddling with someone because it makes ur insides warm and fuzzy?

Are you revisiting the Capitalist Realist-style?

Do you think the following abstraction does?

One, and perhaps more, have taken commissioned assignments from art journals to polemically indict the political agency of painting in the wake of activism’s resurrection as a daily routine of metropolitan life. sure, paintings deserve confrontation, a stone bundled in agit-prop invective hurled at their individuated surfaces. Words and paintings, both seek homes like artists find turgid collections and conniving public programs. praise be—the biopolitical noise of an art work in the enforced age of the network is grounds for critique. Hide in your bunker hoping the civil war doesn’t drive you to suicide thanks to your wi-fi connection?

magoo had quite a fall. several of my online tantrums found themselves as hand-crafted lines of paint elegantly dashed across the surfaced of belgian linen. now fugitive from the virtual, special attention was paid to the legibility of my words’ passage onto a primed surface. nature knows that it had to be someone else to press the print button. the aggregator is an elder no less. my mojo is subject to the youth from which it emanates. Elsewhere compared to Saturn eating his own helpless children, it may be more interesting to compare these work’s recycling of negative socio-pedagogical feedback to Oedipus’ exile from Thebes, when as a blind old fallen king, he wandered along country roads led by his daughter Antigone in search of the site promised to him by Appollo—a dignified place to die and be buried. World without end. Critique without friends.

a gaunt gentlemen from overseas draped a towel in the bathroom of a corporately sponsored exhibition venue in the east village. it came with a text that lucidly details the exploitative labor practices maintained by the venue sponsor BMW and conclusively implores “Now wash your hands.” the clever implication that this venue, and the culture that it contains, is a technique to produce a public conducive to the belligerent corporate imperatives of its sponsor is hard to miss and not worthy of critique. Nailed to gold, let us offer a wow to the reversal of command so that it issues from the artistic subject itself. and another to the clean emergence of a critical exercise from this toilet bowl of an exhibition. all thanks to an interpellative reminder to mind one's hygiene. With Nowadays sovereignty impeached by critical sanitation, we may now kiss a nobler ring—

elsewhere a critic reviewed the occupy movement. the opening of space was a touchstone of 2011. moma was grandly opened this summer for what one critic drunkenly extolled their performative practice as a “latently perverse circulation of human capital.” the increasingly famous georgia sagri performed, moved people about a skype session with her older brother. later in the fall she loudly interrupted a dormant 5$ suggested donation lecture on situationist politics to commence an occupation. chris d’arcangelo had just closed. opening space with the reek of a corpse, its closure with the hint of B.O.

grand openings & the artists space occupation, as if they were related? the projects this year that really "opened up space", for whatever..? i guess the greenspon d'arcangelo show sort of did that too

only if it leads to how opening space is another means of transparence and that it’s fast turning to a form of pr kitsch that’s not emancipated from self-promotion and social networking. but I don’t like the whole “what was hot in 2011 rethoric for this because it MAKES SENSE. like, it’s reasonable enough to be in AF. ok. cinemarx, blogcupation, whatever, dumb ass graffiti godard’s wife makes in sympathy for the devil..

open/occupy/lubrik8

no it has to be a pun. like “cinemarx” is “cinema” and “marx”.

je suis la 'chez

deep fried flowers. donuts foie gras. the futurist cookbook retooled as a tactic to navigate the frontlines of gentrification, sliding through its profitable gaps like a prisoner ducking past a crushing wall. diabolical roses indeed. of course, the supplementary noise of publicity materials register sympathetically to this text, ‘diet human beings’ and what not. the ouroboric tail to nadin’s head. today faces an art that revels in the hermeneutics of the palliative shit shoveled down the serfs’ throats. bodies soaked in oil, crossing connections, splitting hairs over the phantasy of consciousness.

Ghirardelli Specialty Store...

Do u want a peppermint latte instead?

Maybe some sort of frappychinos

I want 2 drink cocoa with u...

Maybe we can just go to AZ/butterfield/the Met

and buy some Hot drawings

I promise 2 buy

Whatever % you prefer

So we don't have to be like 'poor ppl'

who have to make hot galleries with no $

Maybe we should get some hot choc 'in the bulk'

if this is going to become a 'regular meme'...

I noticed that you like georg herold, or lilly van der stokker

:-D

I will get a big bag of mallows

I'm more into whip cream [via can]

: - )

Not the Cool Whip vibes

I want to drink hot chocolate with u...

In our waspy {via the old testament} christmas interior

Do u think drawings are a good idea for the holidays because they are cheaper and “giftable”?

Is Kerstin Braetsch still “relevant to hate”?

Who is?

Is "hating" not also just "caring"?

Do you "DGAF" about haters because they are just making you famous?

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free will

free william wheaton

Pig (The Final Testament of Rozz Williams)

This film is something else, a true cinematic oddity. Rozz Williams, the leader of the early goth band Christian Death committed suicide in 1998. The last project he completed before hanging himself was a film short he made as a collaboration with a filmmaker named Nico B. (no relation to Nico of the Velvet Underground). Rozz Williams wrote the film, acted in it, and of course created the soundtrack It features Williams as a serial killer in the desert. It makes references to the Manson killings (the serial killer Williams plays cuts the word 'pig' in his the stomach of his victims, as Manson's followers did) and involves a lot of homosexual bondage. The film could in part be dismissed as sadistic fantasy, a sort of "torture porn" but he film is cryptic to say the least.. It's curious,in the film Rozz plays a murderer, but it was suicide, not homicide, that he committed-so far as we know, at least. There are of course heavy religious allusions throughout. That was always the pattern with Christian Death lyrics. Rozz was raised in the Southern Baptist tradition, the strong influence of which appears to have followed Rozz to the very end. There is something remotely resembling pattern to this film. You can't be too optimistic though. This is Rozz Williams at the end of his rope here, soon to be literally at the end of his rope. You could pull out the film theory or some psycho-analysis to play armchair psychiatrist, but Rozz was likely beyond the point of no return when he made this film. It's deranged. He wasn't faking it either. I highly recommend this film for first dates, family holiday gatherings, and of course, company picnics.

funky times

XD

:-D

;-)

;-D

=)

Response to the 2012 Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Inductions

I have to stay, I had an increasing interest in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in that in recent years. That's because they pulled in Alice Cooper, Tom Waits, Iggy and the Stooges, Metallica- a few very decent artists. They try to juggle substance with record sales, but they end up coming up with questionable results. This year, they did exactly what I did not want them to do. They are set to induct the Red Hot Chili Peppers, The Beastie Boys, and Guns N'Roses, Laura Nyro, Donovan, and The Small Faces/Faces. Those acts were finalists chosen over nominees The Cure, Heart and a few others. The Cure I think were very good, if not the equal of other early goth bands like Bauhaus or Joy Division. Heart were sexy women that arose out of the male dominated 70's music now called "classic rock", that I can respect. Laura Nyro , Donavan and The Small Faces are the dregs of 60's hippy garbage. I can count the number of times I've heard Laura Nyro on the radio on one finger. I don't need to hear some sixties band that Rod Stewart ended up joining that's exactly what The Small Faces are. I am neither a leftist nor a user of illegal drugs, so I do not deify these people. The bands that weren't fecal matter fossilized from the 60's that they picked are bands that were overplayed on 80's to early 90's MTV. I recall it all well, but I feel no need to revisit Mother's Milk or Check Your Head. Guns N'Roses I suppose are alright. The Beastie Boys had their moments in a way. The Red Hot Chili Peppers annoy me at the mall. People bitch about this Lou Reed and Metallica album that was sparked by a performance at a Rock and Roll Hall of Fame event, but if the members of the bands listed above start jamming at the induction ceremony that will be the worst music ever made. You want to hear Axel and Slash join on "Fight for Your Right to Party" with Flea slapping the bass? It could happen at the induction ceremony. Two bands that emerged in the same time era that annihilate the ones in the rock and roll hall of fame this year- one is the Cult and the other is Voivod. Guns N' Roses actually opened for the Cult at one point. . Voivod and the Cult in slightly different ways captured the correct way to go about creating rock, which is not so much to adhere too rigidly to a genre, but to synthesize a sound using something here from metal,here from punk, here from 60's bands, whatever works. That's where we get nice little genres like gothic metal from. The explication I've read of the Cult's sound is that they started as a goth band and then made the risky, then unfashionable move of looking back into late 60's/early 70's bands like Led Zeppelin and Free that we today hear on classic rock radio. Voivod integrated influences from the New Wave of British Heavy Metal bands like Venom and Motorhead with bits of things that were going on in punk, but their big hit was actually a cover of an early Pink Floyd song written by Syd Barrett. I'm thankful to say, I've recently run into early Cult and early Voivod that has been re-released or released in the last few years. I didn't know about it at the time, but in 2009 the Cult issued a box set edition of their album Love with three disks of demos, b-sides and live takes. This fall, Voivod released their original demo from their early days in Quebec, To The Death 84. The Cult's Love Omnibus Edition from 2009 is a must have. That has been one of my favorite albums since I was a child but listening to the collected b-sides and such, the better material they were working on may not have even been what made it onto the original LP. Lead vocalist Ian Astbury was obsessed both with the 60's counter-culture generation and with Native American culture, neither of which he belonged to, they had the strange ability to get away with it. I much prefer Cult to any of the hippy era bands like Led Zeppelin that they drew inspiration from. The Love Omnibus Edition has a little booklet that it comes with that has some details that I didn't know before. I wasn't aware that the Cult's drummer from their first album, Nigel Preston, was thrown out of the band because of mental illness or that the working title for "Phoenix" was "Stooges" because it sounded like a Stooges track. The track that really gets me is "Hollow Man". In the lyrics, the man who follows him each and every day with a gun in hand- is that himself? Is it the grim reaper? After Love they went into the studio working on a lengthy psychedelic album that was taking too long to make, the band being very into drugs at this point. The Cult used Rick Rubin as a producer immediately after he did the Beastie Boys' License to Ill album, and went for the very straight sounding electric guitar sound Rubin was using at the time. Their next album Electric I think only uses any guitar effect whatsoever on one track. I'd still listen to Electric, it doesn't have the nice lairs of sound that Love has. They started turning into hair metal, essentially. Love is really the album to get. To the Death 84 is a little bit of a different organism. This material is a very early demo material by Voivod, the science-fiction the meed speed-metal band from Quebec. It is recording of an early live performance, and includes many of the tracks that ended up on Voivod's first album, War and Pain as well as a few covers, two of them Venom songs. The recording quality is very lo-fi. You get a sense from this track what an aggressive beast early Voivod really was live. At this point the drummer wore a gas mask on stage, in keeping with the band's pre-occupation with life after a nuclear war. They moved way from there very early wall-of-noise approach in pursuit of something more technically sophisticated and futuristic. If someone come across a young band that know the Cult, Voivod and some of the other music I've referenced here well,I'd be sort of curious to know about it. I started being sick of people and their stupid bands when I was in my late 20's. That's when I would cross paths with a lot of utterly failed and pointless bands and musicians, especially in New York. The hipster music press is full of it, the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame induction committee is full of it. There are a couple good goth albums, a couple good metal albums, that's about it. Even that I get sick of periodically.

Guest post by Mark Weikel: How to Flirt at Holiday Parties

The holidays are upon us and along with merry activities such as decking the halls, singing carols, and emailing your extensive wish-list to Santa (after all, you’ve been extra good this year) comes the slew of events that have filled up your December calendar.

So if you’re single, RSVP-ed, and plan on doing a little festive flirting at a holiday art opening or lavish Christmas gala, it’s crucial that you know how it’s done. To have a blast at your holiday event and ensure that you aren’t left under the mistletoe knocking back eggnog all by yourself, check out the following tips for how to flirt:

Tip #1: Be realistic. If you embark upon your flirting adventures with the expectation that you are going to get a relationship out it, you could be setting yourself up for failure. Look at flirting as a way to have fun and meet new people…and who knows, maybe a flirtatious spark could lead to something more.

Tip #2: Be approachable. When it comes to flirting, we all get nervous putting ourselves out there. Even with butterflies, however, it is important to try your best to relax so that you come across as welcoming to prospects at the party. Think about it like this: Who would you rather approach? Someone who is smiling, laughing and having a good time? Or someone giving off unfriendly vibes and not socializing with anyone? Most likely you’d choose the former.

Tip #3: Keep your eye on the prize. As simple as it seems, making eyes at someone with whom you wouldn’t mind getting to know better can be a great way to lure them in. Studies indicate that you have to look at a person three times before they will approach you. Now, be careful not to be creepy when doing this…to let them know you are interested, try to lock eyes for just a few seconds then look away. If you look again and they are gazing your way, it’s a good sign.

Tip #4: Strike up conversation. Should you be scanning the room at the holiday event and notice a beautiful stranger admiring a beautiful piece of art, use it as an opportunity to swoop in and make your introduction. When you break the ice with harmless topics and common ground such as a painting or a sculpture at the party (your approach will depend on where you are), it can ease you into a dialogue so that you can possibly build a deeper conversation from there.

Tip #5: Read body language. Don’t let the hot toddies get the best of you—be alert and stay aware of your surroundings so that you can pick up on body language cues from eligible singles at your holiday event. Is someone exchanging looks with you? Are they flirting back with their eyes? Is their body or feet turned in your direction?

Tip #6: Listen up! As important as it is to talk to your new holiday friend, in order for the two of you to really hit it off, it is equally as important for you to actively listen. With whoever you’re flirting, let them know you’re interested by giving them your full attention and not getting distracted by what’s going on around you.

Tip #7: Go for the gold. If you find that the person you’ve been flirting with at your holiday event is someone you’d like to explore a flirtatious bond with further, don’t be afraid to let them know! Seal the deal by asking for their number or email address and if possible, see about arranging a date.

Mark Weikel is a guest post author who enjoys writing on topics surrounding dating and relationships. In addition, Mark also contributes his work to a gay dating site where he offers advice for safe online connections in the gay community.