Diego Riviera, Night of the Rich, 1928
Fortunately for us living out here in the hinterlands where no exciting art is taking place, the New York Times is there to keep us informed of the latest profound art developments going on in the capital:
This account of Art that puts the viewers to sleep appears to be almost as riveting as the art itself…. here. :
Is this art different than the rest of the art in contemporary art spaces that put one to sleep?
Andy Warhol’s works have been rearranged at his museum in Pittsburgh! How much more exciting can it get??!! The first line of the inimitable Blake Gopnik’s NY Times piece had me hooked: “Andy Warhol was, chronologically and by his own description, a nose picker, a pimp and a water guzzler.” There simply can’t be enough news about Andy Warhol and his legacy! I wish they’d just stop reporting on everything else to make more room for reporting on Andy’s work, his nose picking, his pimping, his water guzzling… all the deep facets of the gem that is Andy!
Of course, the Times has been slipping a bit lately. Fortunately, Jonathan Jones at the Guardian keeps up with the cutting edge stuff, like the latest paint-filled-eggs-dropped-out-of-vagina art of Milo Moiré. Jonathan gives this artist a piece of his (empty) mind. He tells us that anyone who likes this kind of stuff is not just pretentious. They’re intellectually dishonest, pseudo-intellectuals, or just plain liars! In fact they’re the opposite of Jonathan Jones, a man of sterling integrity and a real intellectual just like his esteemed colleagues.
He’s a guy who knows the difference between a phony artist with paint-filled eggs stuffed up her crack and Vito Acconci jerking off under a platform at Sonnabend Gallery! (Hint to Moiré: If you jerk off in a famous New York gallery it’s serious art; if you squirt a paint filled egg out of your vagina outside an art museum it’s not.)
While Jonathan seems skeptical about the vagina artist (is he losing faith in the avant-garde?) he has done the serious art lover the favor of explaining the greatness of serious avant-garde jerking off, as compared to pretentious paint-filled egg dropping.
Be sure to read Jonathan’s Guardian piece if you want to avoid the rookie error of mistaking the spurious vagina art of Milo Moiré with the authentic jism art of Vito Acconci and Antony Gormley.