Monday, January 24, 2011

Frontiers




Richard Prince "Cowboys and Girlfriends" 1992

Straw is the title of my never to be made feature film. It was to be a country and western alien abduction love story. The plan was to go up to some country town and just film for the weekend. The loose script was about a ruddy old cowboy named "Straw" who had been away for twenty years or something and comes back to town where nothing is quite the same (cue amazing eerie music)..ie: the town has been taken over by sexy aliens!..although the audience remains in the dark about whether it is Straw causing all the supernatural disturbances or the weird townsfolk. There was to be a whorehouse and homo eroticism and shootouts and other Western motifs. I wanted it to be set in Sofala.


its perfect and quite famous because of the Drysdale painting (i didn't want to put a picture of that in this post because, even though i quite like it, I've seen it in really muddy, browny reproductions too many times) Unfortunately Andy Warhol had kinda done the same thing before with his quite great and sometimes alarming "Lonesome Cowboys"(although not with aliens involved...this could lead to an interesting segue about the 1980's film "Liquid Sky" involving junky's and aliens..but its too long winded and not particularly related)




 Lonesome Cowboys got pretty famous because Viva, one of the actresses got raped whilst filming a sex scene and the townsfolk were looking on and the FBI got involved and then Andy Warhol's kinda of boyfriend tried to commit suicide..etc etc. I'm starting to sound like a real gossip.
 An earlier and perhaps more interesting "Western" was Horse, produced by Warhol and written by Ronald Tavel (who also wrote/conceived many of Warhol's earlier films and was also notable poet/writer himself) Shot entirely in the Factory it was composed of three long take scenes with four characters- Kid,Tex,Mex,Sheriff and a real life horse. It centres around their fairly cruel interactions involving amongst other things- drinking milk,"making love" to the horse,feeling each others "privates" and slapping each other around. Tavel noted "what i really wanted to say was how easily a group of people under pressure could be moved to sadistic acts: to be genuinely inhuman to each other and perhaps a horse".



Of course although the film was written by Tavel, the blase and affectless tone of the film is very much Warhol's. Warhol himself was always fairly disinterested in notions of individual agency and authorship ("Everybody looks alike and acts alike and we're getting more and more that way" or "I think everyone should be a machine, i think everybody should act like everybody")so it always is odd to cite a "Warhol" sensibility. I guess Warhol's disinterest in authorship, or perhaps a greater interest in the absent,coolly detached one, is in itself a subtle defiance against the swaggering macho culture heroes ,of the not just the Hollywood Western in this case, but of the whole modernist art tradition. 

Juan Davila "The Arse End of the World" 1994

Anyway enough about Warhol and Westerns lets come back to the arse end of the world and our own culture heroes! Jeez Juan Davila's really nuts isn't he? I would love it if they sold postcards of this in souvenir shops at circular quay. We've always had bit of a tough time in Australia in our relationship to our mythic frontier haven't we?-..America's seems so much more exciting. Ours is summed up nicely in this painting- buggered, futile,sordid and harsh.

Anyway might end this on a more dreamy note where the world is inhabited by floaty Japanese women and spots and horses and theres no borders or frontiers at all

Yayoi Kusama "Horseplay" 1965

........although that might get a little disturbing too


Wednesday, January 19, 2011

acheropoietoi...

                                                 


yes its quite a mouthful and i only stumbled over it again (and it was in a fuzzy byzantine context) reading Jerry Saltz's brilliant article "Idol Thoughts: Duchamps's Divine Urinal" in the March 2006 issue of Modern Painters. He effortlessly manages to traverse the issues of religion and iconoclasm and suggest a divine inversion and liberation in Duchamp's famous piss troff, Fountain. 

                                                       Sarah Lucas Human Toilet Revisited

Much has been written about Fountain and Duchamps Readymades- his great influence on modernism and contemporary conceptual art practice, his so called "anti art" and anti establishment ethos, his inventiveness, cleverness, etc but I have never read anything in which religious and spiritual agency is located in his work. It is definantly debatable but far be it from me to be the one to challenge Jerry Saltz. Anyway listen to this, its at the end of the article

"In a sense, Fountain is what is called an acheropoietoi, an image not shaped by the hands of an artist. it brings us with an original that is still an original but that also exists in an altered philosophical and metaphysical state. it is a manifestation of a sort of kantian sublime: a work of art that that transcends a form but is also intelligible, an object that strikes down an idea while allowing it to spring up stronger. Its presence is grace"

I wish i was moved to this sublime state in witnessing some of the found object/readymade inspired contemporary art shows around Melbourne...its got to the point where if i ever see another bit of stick and flouro string I'm going to fly into a murderous rage. I guess some of these works really are "anti-art" although I think even this may be reading too much into it..often its just laziness and that just makes me feel depressed. Lets look at some more happy (kinda old) encounters

                                                Rebecca Horn Concert for Anarchy


                                 Simon Starling Shedboatshed


This is the one where he dismantled this shed made it into a boat sailed it down the rhine and then made it into a shed again....your head just kind of explodes with mathematical loops,zen kohans, theories on modernity and industrialisation, huck finn, origin and reproduction, amish people..but mainly just delight!

Looks cosy huh? Must smell all nice..like greasy boat wood and dirty rivers....before the conservators at the Tate got to it that is.

the comic of moi

greetings

this is one of the covers (edition. 2..although i'm not sure there was ever an edition 1) for my magazine Comic en Jose...you will notice it was triple x-rated and may have had a slightly religious feel to it



its sort of a running joke that i have all these illusionary projects that i'm involved in...I had numerous ideas for this magazine which mainly existed in my head or in drunken conversations.
 I also had a band for a while. i made posters before we even made the music and thought of the artwork for our albums extensively (I will have to scrounge around my piles of stuff to find them and post them another time) The first release was to be called "The Devil Made me Do It"..
I know some people may consider this "art", you know "conceptual art", but it was more to do with laziness (and perhaps not playing a musical instrument).
 We were called Mickey and Max and our logo was a demented rabbit. We did have three songs "Pussycat" "Daddy" and...i cant remember what the other one was called...it was pretty unmemorable.
We were a duo
We wore pretty great costumes
Our friends were very encouraging.
Anyway this blog won't just be about self indulgent illusionary projects all the time I would also like to talk about

                                 art......and culture
                                 and literature


                                 amazing things!

                                 and unusual things.... maybe terrible things.
                                 and probably me i guess...

or anthropomorphic versions of me

although i may have some special guests too



I hope you will visit me again