Someone sent this to me via email with no comment other then the image and I replied back with sadly the most logical response I could find. This is how you know that you have been spending way to much time looking/thinking about art….
If you look at this picture and think:
“Wow star of TV & Film Hayden Panettiere who recently turned 18 and appeared on “The Late Show with David Letterman” is standing here in a wet t-shirt, how nice.”
Then you are fine, but if your first thought and sadly mine when seeing this image is:
“Man is Damien Hirst’s diamond encrusted skull sculpture that popular already to be referenced in pop culture t-shirts? It wasn’t even that original?”
Then you my friend need to put down the book, turn off the podcast, wash off the smell of turpentine and get outside cause that is not right in anyone’s book.
My idea of art is very different then many people’s idea/ideas on art and that is the way it should be. My focus is largely Artist and object centric. I value and pursue works that showcase the changes in an artist, or moments of rarity and value. I value work that isn’t a cross the board blockbuster or something for everyone shmorgusborg of ideas and themes or even worse yet a jerk/spasm lunge for the momentary perceived zeitgeist of the day. Which you can see a lot and every artist I know either struggles to keep at bay, embraces or avoid to an extreme degree.
My favorite works are when an artist of substance has the juevos to perform or embrace a genre outside ones established territory. It does not always make the highest quality work but goes to show two things I believe in.
1. Genre is a silly little thing that makes art consuption easier. It’s usefull to organize and predict works but when the audience uses it to limit or create a exclusive ideology on life it bloats into one of the most distructive forces in art and that is often overlooked.
ex.Too many punk rockers can’t say they like a single classical work. To many academic painters can not enjoy a pop work or visa versa. To many Art House film makes can’t share their love for a Bond film.
2. Great artists bring a style/voice that is independent of the work and is best enjoyed and most clear when shown in contrast to the expected output.
ex. Johnny Cash’s covers of other songs all of which are not great but the few that are are priceless. Actors like James Stewart as “Buttons” in the Greatest Show on Earth where he does work so unlike his persona and yet is more himself then most anywhere else. Then the point of this posting is one of the greatest moments in Grammy history, when in 1998 Aretha Franklin steps up to the plate to be a last minute fill in for the ever ill and unreliable Luciano Pavarotti who was scheduled to perform the aria “Nessun Dorma” live on stage. When I was in college and read she was going to step in the reviews in advance of the performance were harsh. There were many people who said she could not pull it off or that she would embarrass herself or worse yet American musicians by flubbing a Opera classic. There was a feeling of nervousness and groaning even before she performed. A feeling that I did not share and when I saw what you can watch in all its blurriness above I walked away proud of the work and felt it exemplified everything that is great about American art. The hard working, fearless, pick up others slack, swing for the fences, brash exuberance that made this one of the Greatest moments in Art from my point of view.
Went to the Art Fair on Thursday and was plesently suprised, it was full of many strong works that i enjoyed and the entire style of encapsulating the galleries in a different hotel room on three floors was both soothing & fun. The turnout was great and the gallerists were more then kind, helpful, outgoing and pleasent. On a larger scale it would be both trully amazing (something to drive hours away for) and surely deadly to Tony Fitzpatrick and his hard working team of organizers.
More information about the show can be found in these articles:
Also the award for Best of Show (cause that is what this is all about, a clear winner or loser forget just a comunity gathering) brought to you by iHudgens.com & Halliburton Inc. goes to:
Jorin Bossen’s The Infant Bacchus
Which I must admit I have seen before over a year ago but not in person and the experience was quite worth the wait. Here are some photos of the exhibit, the lighting wasn’t always great and my camera is just one hammer strike away from junk but we do what we can.
For everyone I made this for it was different, never one to write it down cause I kept tweaking and there lies the fun. So in honesty this isn’t the recipe for the Catholic Schoolgirl but the tribute to the recipe that never really existed.
Ingredients: 1 oz Amaretto
1 oz Goldschlogger
1 oz Sweet & Sour
3 oz Thick Orange Juice
Splash of Cherry Juice
1 Cherry with Stem
Mixing instructions: Mix in the order above: Amaretto, Goldschlogger, Sweet & Sour, & lastly Orange Juice. Then Shake and pour over ice and drizzle the Cherry Juice over the top and drop in the Stemmed Cherry. Enjoy.
Born out of the depths of a late night joke session in college. The Catholic Schoolgirl was less a pursuit or idea and more a running gag that lasted 2 years. Someone wanted a drink that she could get anywhere that tasted nothing like a mixed drink but packed a spiked punch. Everyone threw out their favorite mix but none of us could really figure out what could pass for covert punch. Someone said that
“it was like looking for bigfoot, cant present it but people swear they saw it once, but if you did find one it should be called a Catholic Schoolgirl. Looks one way on the outside but its made up of hard stuff down below.”
We laughed and anytime there after if something needed mixing anywhere and they didn’t know what they wanted or the ingredients involved then we would just make up what eventually would eventually become this recipe. Tell them it was called a Catholic Schoolgirl and everyone (most of all the person wanting the mix) would have a laugh. Something over the top, simple and stupid that kept the problems from getting to be to much. To bad there are not many more things like that in the world.
The first of many recipes from my starving artist cookbook, this is one of the most fun to make. ~Hudgens
Gu Kaizhi won ton soup with noodles feeds 6 people
10 oz. ground pork [swap 5oz shrimp if you can afford]
2 tablespoons pork or bacon fat, minced
4 dried shiitake mushrooms, soaked and minced
10 green onions tops
1 sm. egg white
pepper to taste
1 package wonton wrappers
1 tsp brown sugar
2 tsp of low sodium soy sauce
6 cups chicken stock & 6 cups of Water
2 slices fresh ginger, peeled & the juice of 4 slices of fresh ginger
Combine 8oz of raw meat, fat, mushrooms, ¼ of chives, brown sugar, soy sauce, and liquid ginger and chill. Skillet and darken the remaining 2oz of meat with pepper and light soaking of apple juice if you wish then put to side. Assemble the wontons and seal the tops with the liquid egg white. Heat the stock with the ginger slices. Slice in long strips and add the leftover wonton wrappers as mock noodles. Then add a handful of wontons at a time for 4 or 5 minutes until the bob to the surface, fully cooked. Divide the broth (remove the ginger slices!), noodles, and wontons between the serving bowls. Let cool for 5 min. Serves 6 or three large single servings for a hearty meal.
Someone sent this to me via email with no comment other then the image and I replied back with sadly the most logical response I could find. This is how you know that you have been spending way to much time looking/thinking about art….
Went to the Art Fair on Thursday and was plesently suprised, it was full of many strong works that i enjoyed and the entire style of encapsulating the galleries in a different hotel room on three floors was both soothing & fun. The turnout was great and the gallerists were more then kind, helpful, outgoing and pleasent. On a larger scale it would be both trully amazing (something to drive hours away for) and surely deadly to Tony Fitzpatrick and his hard working team of organizers.
