My spam's a bit strange this morning. Is there a new virus on the rounds? And what am I to make of someone offering "clear out your pamela debt, no loan needed"?
Meanwhile, artists continue to do strange things: Kelly Heaton is adopting different personas to interact with Elmo: The Trapper collects Elmos through eBay; The Industrialist performs the skinning; and The Taxidermist stuffs and mounts their heads. The Alchemist solders the electronic viscera and seeks clues to the mystery of life. Other characters, The Sociopath, The Debutante, and The Fashionista, interact with the coat and its accessories at various stages in The Surrogate’s development. Much more here including an astounding Elmo merkin. Tip of the mouse to Pete for pointing me there.
To do list
Meanwhile, artists continue to do strange things: Kelly Heaton is adopting different personas to interact with Elmo: The Trapper collects Elmos through eBay; The Industrialist performs the skinning; and The Taxidermist stuffs and mounts their heads. The Alchemist solders the electronic viscera and seeks clues to the mystery of life. Other characters, The Sociopath, The Debutante, and The Fashionista, interact with the coat and its accessories at various stages in The Surrogate’s development. Much more here including an astounding Elmo merkin. Tip of the mouse to Pete for pointing me there.
To do list
- Molest a statue.
- Recognise a dangerous tree.
- Worry a little bit about archive awareness month's slogan.
- Get canvassed for my opinions about Marks and Sparks Christmas multipack cards.
- Buy a small green soldier boy from the new charity shop on St Ebbes. (It has lots of shiny tops!)
- Current Mood:head. aches
- Current Music:bowie - love you till tuesday
Profile
cleanskies- Jeremy Dennis is Jeremy Day
- Jeremy Dennis's alleged literature
Comments
Are they putting in random words to evade spam filters do you think?
key words like 'viagra' and 'TeenSluts' by including comment tags, each
containing a random word; they are very entertaining in a found art
sort of way:
schism trafalgar wintergreen socket uvula petticoat uniform
raster myriad tomato chess picaresque matter tornado
And I was also once offered a website full of "JEREMY P1CS".
(from images.google searching for jeremy)
somewhere out there must be spam software which reads Aristophanes to
pass the time between spewing spam:
Philolaus, and Galen. From the northern shores of the aegean came
the birds, and all the gay apparel of summer; when those deserted me,
replied: I have the population of eight provinces at my back
own; and, intent on the glory of an immortal name, yet not
and by the fire of love that burns my heart, that if you grant my prayer,
would arise; but the fact is, that they are private nominations
scene. And in the establishment of the T`ang dynasty,one of the
Though it is better than the pole-standing thing he did before, I mean, for heavens sake -- St Simon Stylite started that centuries ago, and it's now a popular world-wide devotion/endurance activity with its own conventions, devotees and celebrities.
I think my problem with him is that he's adopting acts which are traditionally used for protest, devotion, meditation and miracle and applying them in a very transparent, banal way. Going on hunger strike over justice, I understand, walling yourself up as an act of devotion, I understand, starving yourself to prove the reality of divine sustenance, I can understand. I mean, I may not agree with the acts of the asylum seeker who sewed his mouth shut, or want to be an anchorite or a breatharian (who come in two flavours -- deluded and dead), but at least they're mortifying themself for a reason. Blaine's doing it for TV ratings, sponsorship deals and fame. He's perforating his gut, partially dissolving his skeleton and losing his hair for the money.* And that's just a bit silly and kind of embarassing.
Which isn't to say that it's not art. But I don't particularly like it. I've spent too much time working in charity and around young people to see people starving (themselves) to death as art.** Put Tilda Swinton back in her glass box -- and put Blaine in the Thames.
* Assuming we are being told the truth about him not eating.
** Though I do have a very interesting short film called The Hunger Artist on tape at home.
The sculpture molestation page made me think of a big bronze head of someone in the Christchurch Museum at home. It has a very large nose and people seem to unconsciously rub it when passing. The nose bit is very shiny relative to the rest.
Stolen from: http://kim.griggs.net/blogger.html
There was a Beebs article about that someplace, a year+ ago.