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Salvador dali had a pathological fear of5/30/2023 ![]() Charles Saatchi, the British ad-man and art speculator, must be beside himself with glee it is not every private collector that can get a major public art museum to preview his collection for him in the U.S.-or get the auction house Christie’s to help pay for the exhibition. The exhibition opened as planned and seems to be drawing record crowds at $9.75 a pop for tickets. ![]() “f you are a government-subsidized enterprise, then you can’t do things that desecrate the most personal and deeply held views of people in society.” If the exhibition opened, he warned, he would do everything he could to cut off city funds for the museum-about $7 million, a third of the institution’s budget. “You don’t have a right to government subsidy for desecrating somebody else’s religion,” he said. Giuliani insisted that it did not deserve public support. Although acknowledging that, if paid for privately, such an exhibition would be protected by the First Amendment, Mr. The pubescent female mannequins, for example, studded with erect penises, vaginas, and anuses, fused together in various postures of sexual coupling, or the portrait of a child molester and murderer made from what looks like a child’s hand prints, or the bisected animals (pigs, cows) in plexiglass tanks full of formaldehyde. The mayor might have mentioned other items. Giuliani denounced it as “outrageous” and full of “sick stuff.” Exhibit “A” was a blasphemous depiction of the Virgin Mary festooned with cutouts from pornographic magazines and-the pièce de résistance-a clump or two of elephant dung. ![]() ![]() As all the world knows by now, shortly before the exhibition was due to open, Mr. It was really the mayor, of course, who made “Sensation” the sensation of the season. Thanks to Mayor Rudolph Giuliani and an exhibition called “Sensation: Young British Artists From the Saatchi Collection” at the Brooklyn Museum of Art, we see ourselves in a clump of elephant dung. William Blake discerned a world in a grain of sand. I threw the bottle rack and the urinal into their faces as a challenge, and now they admire them for their aesthetic beauty. The character itself of being startling, spectacular, or upsetting has become conventionalized, part of safe good taste. Only it now turns out not to be true that all startling art is necessarily innovative or new art. It has become apparent that art can have a startling impact without really being or saying anything startling-or new. And the innovations are deliberately and methodically made startling. If you put Mel Brooks, Eddie Izzard, Spike Milligan and Salvador Dali around a table in a locked room with a few cylinders of Nitrous Oxide for refreshment and asked them to write a book, they might have come up with 'Danny Yates Must Die'.Today everybody innovates. His only friend Lucy who point-blank refuses to help him in any way because she’s still cataloguing all the possible permutations of breast shape, weight, nipple structure and directional swing that exist within the human species.Teena Rama, a scientist so beautiful she has to sedate people to stop them falling in love with her.Homeless and on the run Danny Yates needs help. The Great Osmosis, former magician now rapacious landlord with a bucket fetish, wants his hide too. He has a pathological fear of shelves and is convinced Boggy Bill, a local yeti-like creature of dubious provenance, is out to get him. You have never read anything like this in your life – Guaranteedĭanny Yates is a bit sad, really. ![]()
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