Posts Tagged → conceptual
Luis Camnitzer, “The Photograph“, 1981
Cher, Chair, Share
Ole Ukena, Cher, Chair, Share (Hello, Joseph), Poster of the singer Cher, a chair, a printed definition of the word share / 220 x 175 cm / 2011
The power of language can both separate us and bring us together. This piece, which is based on Joseph Kosuth‘s masterpiece Three and One chairs from 1965, playfully capitalizes on linguistic similarities while highlighting cultural absurdities bringing about the question: could a pop icon, place to rest and a single noun have anything in common/share common ground? In this work the intended act of misinterpretation becomes the actual act of artistic creation.
I just say I do
“Untitled” or : Confessions of a post-post-modernist
Ben Carrick, 2013
There’s no reason to believe that art exists
Maurizio Nannucci, There’s no reason to believe that art exists…
How conceptual art influenced the World Wide Web
“In the information society, the world is the frame. Art, in these conditions, has the potential of being “received” by millions of people at the same time, without a hierarchy of reception.”
– Joseph Kosuth, 1968.
She Has a Hot Ass. How conceptual art influenced the World Wide Web. On Citizen Brooklyn
Yoko Ono, Snow Piece, 1963
[via André Brocatus was here…]
Impossible Art Ideas
Jason Lazarus is collecting Impossible Art Ideas…
Retrospective is an art practice which only exists through pictures. By Xavier Barrade…
Infinite Judd, By Chris Collins
Infinite Judd, By Chris Collins
Yeah, but it’s like spiritual. Not like that stuff
The father of two kids participating in Tino Seghal’s work at the Guggenheim Museum wrote a great article for The Wall Street Journal SpeakEasy Blog:
I asked them, “Is it art?”
“Sure,” they said.
“But there are no pictures, no sculptures.” I pointed out.
My youngest responded “Yeah, but it’s like spiritual. Not like that stuff.”
[via art fag city]
A Tool to Deceive and Slaughter
This artwork (by Caleb Larsen) is basically a black box that places itself for sale on eBay every seven days…
“Collector agrees that the Artwork will remain connected to a live Internet connection at all times, with disconnections allowed only for the transportation of the work from one venue to another.”
L’artista inglese Jack Strange ha appoggiato una palla di piombo sulla lettera G della tastiera. Va lasciata lì finchè il computer non crasha…
Un grattacielo avvolto in 18 milioni di tonnellate di gelatina alla fragola…
“Your outdated ideas of what terrorism is have been challenged,” an unidentified, disembodied voice announces following the video’s first 45 minutes of random imagery set to minimalist techno music. “It is not your simple bourgeois notion of destructive explosions and weaponized biochemical agents. True terror lies in the futility of human existence.”
*update: nel frattempo, in quel di Roma, la Fontana di Trevi diventa rosso sangue (o rosso carpet…) – foto – video
Cose che vale la pena di rileggere
Sol LeWitt (1928 – 2007)
The artist may not necessarily understand his own art. His perception is neither better nor worse than that of others.
Banal ideas cannot be rescued by beautiful execution.
It is difficult to bungle a good idea.
When an artist learns his craft too well he makes slick art.
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