Konteporari

[gans]

... I think, here it is in control. Art Curator controlled. No risk. Talent, creator, charisma areas inaccessible money. Creator of the heavenly hierarchy is clearly above the merchant. Capital had long since bought a right to appoint carrion singers. Now bought the right to appoint artists. Roughly speaking, we had all this so-called talent in principle - that's who we appoint as art, he will. We are of you, talented, not dependent. We are certain God has not given, not bestowed, but we have to answer vzduem price of emptiness as it is inflated to ourselves - ordinary boys and girls, floated out in the muddy water ninety-two thousandth. Merchants who rebelled against the gift of God, set your own diktat: zabashlyaem right now and recognize the work of art a piece of shit.

The employee contemporary art and thoughts are no attempts to find the Grail, to hear the music of the higher spheres. This Tretyakov, and Mamontov, Morozov, was characteristic of admiration and deep respect to this art. Their main feature was a reverence for the Creator and his messengers - artists. Current patrons with kontemporarschinoy familiar terms: "Oh, brother turd, you and I are one blood. Both got out of the shit on shit lifted in the shit and leave ...


After a dinner party in London and the last Biennale in Venice secular columnist Bozena Rynska could not contain his indignation - contemporary art, aunt, a great debt.


It was in London. They invited us to dinner at a collector of contemporary art. And from the doorway, he took us to inspect their purchase. Gone zakoryuki, hrenoviny and stains. And finally the host, beaming with pride for their cultural values, leads us to the finale: a silver tripod, which neatly coiled coiled sausage. Also silver. Wiener - not in the sense of pepperoni and mortadella, and human feces, morning chair, very naturally recreated from precious metals.

And the owner, who looked absolutely normal rich, tenacious kind of guy, slaps a piece of shit around the wings and painted with inspiration, which, it turns out, the author of this masterpiece embellisher: to give the artifact a natural brown shade, urinated on the feces. And the result of oxidation - enthusiastically continued to master - and the effect appeared authenticity!

In Moscow, reported on a magical dinner in the company of secular activists. At least three people for me uncomfortable. Look at each other, looking with regret: I mean, this work should be viewed in the context ...
Oh, I love all these collectors of contexts. They have their dao - Stainless and us, Lohamei inaccessible. Perhaps, this work seems to you unattractive - people say, routinely in the art, but it has an investment value.

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Once art-fixers handed publisher Nike Tserkov catalog. Nick opened, and clutched at his head: There was a detailed statement to the schedule more expensive per square centimeter of each artist in the past ten years. For example, from three dollars to 15 thousand.

Donald Thompson, a Harvard professor and researcher of contemporary art believes that the investment value of the works of contemporary art - is a myth. Of the five fires a maximum of one basket. But economist John Picard Stein general has estimated that investment in art a little more profitable to purchase government bonds. But the art crooks these arguments are not decree. They continue patronizing tone: "There is a good Pupkin - a pig on a rope from the intestines. Not yet rated. But rotting cow's head, and dead flies Hearst bought at one time he Saatchi.

In fact, the carcass, which was shown at a recent exhibition in Moscow, was not a pig, calf and evisceration, but it all depends on the context ... Who are you now in the collection, calf, hang? Who persuaded that you, like a rotten head of his mother-cow is about to rise in price? And how the head of a man who not only puts on a tripod oxidized urine of a piece of shit natural color, but also radiates from her, admires her - the queen of my heart?

Here it should be noted that the oligarchs malosimpatichnye people, but not feeble-minded. And if these people buy the tripe for the unimaginable amount, maybe it's me - a reactionary and obscurantist penniless. Here arises the basic question of modern art, which haunts me to this: if varnished piece of shit, because she is a somebody needs? So who exactly? The market, generally speaking, the concept is not faceless. This is a bunch of very rich people who create the demand for and disgusting. That is, the demand for decay, dead flies, cow cakes, pig on a rope from his own intestines.

Expose corrupt sharks and amateurs viscerated calves can be - be careful. Rubanesh shoulder, and you're trapped, "but what if it turns out the ice after 50 some sort (that is, if your still living) that you're really not catching up. Khrushchev, remember that modern art did not understand: You mean you do not know how to draw! My grandson and it is better to draw! .. Why no one eye? And why the Kremlin without teeth! And historical experience shows that all the geniuses worked proactively, and retrograde and obscurantist shouted to them in the back: "Is that really the eye? Over Picasso fun. Matisse did not take.

Get involved in debate about contemporary art afraid. Lyapnesh that you are not rushing from the spray-painter, and then, God forbid, it turns out that he was - a genius. Therefore, even Ksenia Sobchak not swooped on the contemporary art Budyonny's cavalry, and probes the subject carefully, that it, in general, not peculiar.
Analysis, which can accurately identify, did so or did not, does not exist, divine spark tea does not clap, it does not check. Nevertheless, the advanced part of society from birth, even of education whether the radar is built by some unknown, who now catches it or not. It's funny, but spiritual people, as the Pokrovsky said at the gate, and the reaction to contemporary art is similar.

Writer Tatyana Tolstaya once part of the commission are distributed over the financial figures of modern art greetings from the American donor of. We tried to give to the person who came up with the least disgusting. In precise and bitter essay "Square" Tolstoy described his condition after the committee meeting: "Diligently runs two hours, wildly Charter, we dark, completely silent, walked along the waterfront. Inside it was disgusting. Not want to talk. Dicko wanted a drink. " The key word here is "bleak" and "drink".

Thus, the Biennale. Venice 2009. We pavilions Jardim is a mega-yacht Forbes. Forbes - smart. At Vanity Fair noted as a hotbed of kultpohoda of contemporary art otvertelis. Near to - Parking - there are boats of our compatriots. One of them after bypass pavilions with the coffin flourishes, with broken plates in the guests came Alexander Mamut. He was black as thunder. He asked for vodka. Gloomily drank. The whole evening had overlooked in the floor. And closer to the night disappeared and the owner of the yacht, formerly in the abuse of alcoholic beverages without being noticed. Returned at dawn, sullen, and, as they say in snipe. No, you misunderstand me, we all - moderate drinking. But our format - is a funny drinking, singing and soulful bazaar. But after meeting beautiful pulls all gloomy, evil, booze, to awake with a headache, as after a poison.

Amid obschebiennalskoy offal Kabakov's work under the guise of Charles Rosenthal looked for an adult. This was something in the woman with the carpet. I sang Kabakov Socialist Realism, a parody - but even a rehash of the good. Galeristka Stella Kesaeva brought serious names, "krupnyakov", has long included in the price. Display walked the halls of an ancient palazzo Ka'Retstsonika. In the neighboring rooms were exhibited painters XVII-XVIII centuries R intererschiki, not great, but the honest workers of the brush and canvas. And those who spit on the guards, put his nose in these halls, it became clear: in comparison with the masters of modern times, these young artists - the gods. And the audience they do not keep an idiot, and did not need to explain.

In the same palazzo KaRetstsonika unexpectedly discovered that the artists, whom I secretly held for scoundrels, paint still can. Alexander Ponomarev, for example, managed to make little sketches in the notebook Gergiev, conductor legendary curator Nick Ilyin. While waving Gergiev concert, Mr. curator master artist pushed a notepad, put it in time, and finally in his pocket - lively sketches genre: Spin Gergiev, hall, concert. Strong Hand, and in general, draws живенько guy.

That is живенько triggered my protest against kontemporari. Ponomarevskie outline of the orchestra - живенько. Ponomarevskaya submarine berthed KaRetstsoniki - mertvenko. Curator killed in the artist's artist, because a good artist to the curator - a dead artist. Can you draw a cow, mocks curator, well, congratulations, go showcases milk paint. Live cow now useless. That's dead, but with the guts out and the hook from the ceiling - is the theme. The depth of thought in this - with the nozzle on the saucer. And who is not solved puzzle - that goof. Engine of all these kontseptmeykrov one - frenzied desire to wrest from life, if not five stars, so at least four plus.

In a closed caste of art scoundrels conspiracy: from now on we will consider boot-laces and rubber soles tasty to Michelin chefs do not get pissed off and did not think that they, like, major. We open our restaurant, we will together to chew the soles and prichavkivat. And all who taste good, we write in the Lochy. And here comes the pavilions Jardim Minister Avdeev. Chewing the soles. Zanyuhivaet cord. And the expression of his face with a very serious matter. It's like listening to the sensations.

Here's coffin are to meet the Minister. That girl comes out of Grobina and crawl on the plates. Subject carrion general thread that runs through kontemporari. Why kill the artist in the artist? Why rich client transmits the demand for death? And what they - amateurs kontemporari?

First, they are not amateurs. They are connoisseurs - from the word "price". At the last Venice had with Vladislav Doronin Naomi Campbell. Those who know his people say he is cold, this Doronin, like a dead crocodile. Is an even match and Naomi Campbell: also for money, vanity, image project. Such cold-blooded public lacquered snobs and borne in contemporary art.

What unites well-known Russian collectors kontemporari? Talent build relations with the authorities and the accompanying gift of this kind of indifference to the people, the limitations and weakness. And snobbery, and breynfakerstvo brendfrendstvo plus the tendency to copy everything, according to the critic Tatyana Moskvina, Zbezdarnye gestures incompetent mortal R. Abramovich and his nauseating DashiI.
Do not collect contemporary art, Mikhail Khodorkovsky. Financier Alexander Mamut, a man of complex and contradictory, but to raise a huge reservoir staromoskovskoy family culture, admitted that something on the show he liked the Pinot. The oligarch is in the "Garage", goes to the Venice Biennale, but for personal use infernal kontemporari not acquire. A banker Peter Aven, seeing the New Year egg Koons several million, and simply called the work Larry Gagosian "wiring for suckers."

Surprising in the art space dyuzhaya vulgar figure of Viktor Pinchuk. Good Ukrainian guy, and you see it in the garden with a hoe. Who and why vpryag in one harness old-hohlyatskogo landlord and conceptual herovazy? Ivan Nikiforovich on the format supposed to spit on philosophising and love wall mat with swans, what the hell it was washed away in kontemporari?

I think here it is in control. Art Curator controlled. No risk. Talent, creator, charisma areas inaccessible money. Creator of the heavenly hierarchy is clearly above the merchant. Capital had long since bought a right to appoint carrion singers. Now bought the right to appoint artists. Roughly speaking, we had all this so-called talent in principle - that's who we appoint as art, he will. We are of you, talented, not dependent. We are certain God has not given, not bestowed, but we have to answer vzduem price of emptiness as it is inflated to ourselves - ordinary boys and girls, floated out in the muddy water ninety-two thousandth. Merchants who rebelled against the gift of God, set your own diktat: zabashlyaem right now and recognize the work of art a piece of shit.

The employee contemporary art and thoughts are no attempts to find the Grail, to hear the music of the higher spheres. This Tretyakov, and Mamontov, Morozov, was characteristic of admiration and deep respect to this art. Their main feature was a reverence for the Creator and his messengers - artists. Current patrons with kontemporarschinoy familiar terms: "Oh, brother turd, you and I are one blood. Both got out of the shit on shit lifted in the shit and leave.

... In NY alone, more than 150 000 artists. And how many of them in Russia - scary to imagine. Probably sitting somewhere in a hole and quietly artist writes well. That being said, inspires. But if you suddenly see a new wave of curators, will resist dead and pretentious Hurd-murde and declares the slogan "Give us the talent, whether new rich go for it? Recognize whether a talent above him? I think not.

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[AlexanderG]

Zlobnen'kaia stateika, no dolia pravdy v nei est '. Hotia i predstavleno s pozitsii bednogo cheloveka, bez maleishego poniatiia o chiom eto vsio.

[Jasmin]

Originally Posted by AlexanderG

Zlobnen'kaia stateika, no dolia pravdy v nei est '. Hotia i predstavleno s pozitsii bednogo cheloveka, bez maleishego poniatiia o chiom eto vsio.

No, not zlobnenkaya and pravdivenkaya, no matter how sad ... and competently - or rather, indeed.

[ikoku]

gans, thanks for the article!
like a sensible criticism and adequate assessment of what is happening!
useful and instructive!

[AlexanderG]

Originally Posted by Jasmin

No, not zlobnenkaya and pravdivenkaya, no matter how sad ... and competently - or rather, indeed.

Ia ze ne obiazan s vami soglashat'sia ?
Ia dumaiu ob etom inache. I grustnogo toze ne vizu.

[AlexanderG]

Kstati polemika po etomu povodu idiot davno, no ni k chemu ne privodit. Zdes' reshaiutsia voprosy politicheskie, a ne esteticheskie.

[Seriy]

article as an article, nothing new there. They demand circuses! - That article that sovrisk us provides. Because it called different names, and names of modern well-identified and were not. Not for this is written ...

[gans]

Originally Posted by AlexanderG

Kstati polemika po etomu povodu idiot davno, no ni k chemu ne privodit. Zdes' reshaiutsia voprosy politicheskie, a ne esteticheskie.

Politicians here do not particularly see, but the business is present .

Originally Posted by Seriy

the names of modern well-identified and were not. Not for this written ...

And good call, in other places .. For example, Victoria Nikonov (see Fig.) http://ru.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D0%9D%...B2%D0%BD%D0%B0

Originally Posted by Maroussia

Hans!
Something similar was already discussed

Yes, something like that constantly hovers in the air, only the "bare king" does not become smaller.

[ART investor]

Originally Posted by gans

Yes, something like that constantly hovers in the air, only the "bare king" does not become smaller.

Yes, this is one of the basic principles of the art business

[gans]

Originally Posted by Maroussia

You do not even bother to call work and the authors ...

I have trouble ..

Originally Posted by gans

Victoria Nikonov (see Fig.)http://ru.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D0%9D%...B2%D0%BD%D0%B0

But the picture is the response to Sergey.