Archive for July, 2008

World’s Biggest Con? Part One.

Tuesday, July 29th, 2008

I’ve been reading a lot, in the last few days, of the coverage of the latest events of San Diego’s Comic-Con; the largest annual gathering anywhere in the world of fans and exhibitors of all things comic, science-fiction and fantasy-related. As regular readers of this blog will know, I have my own fan-boy roots; but […]

Hot Vigilante Sex: Part Two

Friday, July 25th, 2008

So I’ve seen it! But before I start my non-review of The Dark Knight (a work of protean intelligence, talent and integrity, but seriously flawed in the last act, as the parts began to fly off quicker than an exploding Batpod. A more craven and condescending sensibility on the part of the director/screenwriting team […]

Hot Vigilante Sex: Part One

Tuesday, July 22nd, 2008

Spare me if I don’t allow myself to be railroaded into a state of vicarious full-on body orgasm at the hysterical pronouncements of box office records being broken this last weekend ($158.3M !!!) by the new Dark Knight flick. This ambivalence is no anti-flying rodent parsimony on my part; indeed, a small screaming geek portion […]

I hear the tree in the forest: Part Two.

Friday, July 18th, 2008

I figure that the audience, stunned by my first deconstructive hip-shimmy and kidney punch, will be further rocked by a compilation uppercut of a series of male member enhancement haikus. I set the set the ambient projection to “phallus mode” and unfurl a blasted contatenation of individual penile growth legends designed to lure the neurotic, […]

I hear the tree in the forest: Part One.

Tuesday, July 15th, 2008

The scene: a coffee house in Amsterdam, just off the Prinsengracht. Our blogger (me) is putting out the folding chairs at the back of the shop, near the hydroponic skunk, and the glass case with the reticulated pythons (which are slightly more animated than most of the customers). A small cadre of avant garde aesthetes […]

What was I talking about?: Part Two

Friday, July 11th, 2008

The government quickly realized its error as its workers buckled under the stain of accepting voluminous folders of LSD-induced scribblings and automatic bum prints (photocopies and originals): concluding that, even by the increasingly lax standards of subjective worth, history would likely fail to find too many Rembrandts or Vermeers in this panoply of giant […]

What was I talking about again? Part One.

Tuesday, July 8th, 2008

Legend has it that there’s an aircraft hangar somewhere in Holland that holds an incalculable treasure. Lost in the mists of time, created by the minds of government bureaucrats in unholy alliance with the stoned wraiths who populate the coffee houses that hug Amsterdam’s canals, this building is a repository for all that is groovy […]

Carrion Birds: Part Four

Friday, July 4th, 2008

As the carrion birds of the artworld inevitably seek out new contexts to inspire their peculiar brand of social concern, I predict that disaster zones will become the new black/BritArt/return to figuration. In galleries around the world, stick-thin bored model/intern/whatevers will be diverted from sneering at visitors by a klaxon-sound emanating from the gallery’s […]

Carrion Birds: Part Three

Tuesday, July 1st, 2008

Measured against the scale of the human misery and suffering of New Orleans, post-Katrina, the idea of an embedded artist operating from a repurposed trailer seems to me about as useful as a mime artist jumping out a helicopter into Lake Pontchartrain with an imaginary parachute and an invisible backpack full of sachets of […]