artspider

Splendid article in today’s Guardian on rise and recent fall of feeble art world prices…

http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2009/jan/17/art-buying-recession

This my comment on the article..

I have been tapping on a very isolated typewriter in the cold northern lands here for a long time on just the point Mr. Jack makes so well.

The artists and dealers scurried after the Pied Piper of Hamlyn (Hirst obvious contender for that role) as the dollars flowed in and serious thought was jettisoned as the party got ever wilder and beneficial to those who swallowed the hype and lies.

Throughout this insane carnival anybody who suggested this was an era of ’emperer’s new clothes’ was seen as ‘an outsider’, ‘stupid’ or worse an obvious Sewell like reactionary and not ‘cutting edge’ enough………..

Now the tables are bare now and the feast is over…..

time for some reality cheques it seems…

as I wrote recently …

 

These artists offer artworks that are imitative, illustrational and sometimes simply non-sensical….but they act the part proffering a oblique sense of their own worth as ‘art objects’ no matter that their formation based on pilfering and quotation not inward depth.

When the physical nature of an art/i/fact is surrendered totally to intellectual ‘re-fabrication’ the fabric itself becomes immaterial (literally) – disolved and drowned in dissonance and (dis)illusion.

No more rabbits in artist’s hats please we had enough of smoke and mirrors however Derrida-esque…Throughout this insane carnival anybody who suggested this was an era of ’emporer’s new clothes’ was seen as ‘an outsider’, ‘stupid’ or worse an obvious Sewell like reactionary and not ‘cutting edge’ enough………..Spot on, Moogee. How many times during the ‘artistic’ bollocks boom did we hear the pompous w**kers comment disdainfully, “Oh, you just don’t get it!” The owl’s voice of reason was drowned out by the cackling of geese.

Now it’s starvation time, and what happens to geese when people are hungry?

 We have a ‘Goose Fair’ here in Nottingham where farmer’s would herd their geese to be sold or eaten…Its name is derived from the thousands of geese that were driven from Lincolnshire to be sold in Nottingham.

I suggest a revival of this tradition but this time we drive the thousands of ‘Golden Geese’ artists who lets face it are now moribund and useless…no longer able to gorge on the bankers golden corn …

Bring them to Nottingham stick them in a pen and get rid to highest bidder or let fade away…

Tis time to clear the decks of sloth and chaff methinks.