Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Ye West thinks he's the ART BRUT HERO and other complaints.

So one of my favorite pass-times is to go to Bank News on Clark, and cop magazines. 
i'm a fashion
 magazine whore, but along the lines of the actual mags i cop it p
robably equals out to about 10 percent of the whole monthly habit. 
(this has been going on for about 12 years)

while i do fuck with popular mags like - nylon, wire, and paper. i devour t
hem upper ish joints like -
TAR (a quarterly arts journal dealing in film) 
WAXPOETICS( a music journal specializing in rare records, beatmaking etc.)
i'm not gonna name drop all of them, but i spend about 100 dollars a month on the copping of mags. 
while i blogged about the borrow issue i have-most folks don't even ask to borrow TAR. the joint is 20dollars. and i buy quite a few joints that cost that much. 

yeah i know. its kind of stupid, but i likes my reading material, and i love 
pop shit, even though i cannot abide by rules enough to make any.
so why YE? Kanye West is an interesting study in - art brut- i'm taking the term here out of its orginal context and using it to describe rich people who pretend to be art scholars to the masses who could really give a flying f- that they own a keith haring. 

the actual definition of art brut is -The term outsider art was coined by art critic Roger Cardinal in 1972 as an English synony
m forart brut (French: [aʁ bʁyt], "raw art" or "rough art"), a label created by French artist Jean Dubuffetto describe art created outside the boundaries of official culture; Dubuffet focused particula
rly on art by insane-asylum inmates.

While Dubuffet'

s term is quite specific, the English term "outsider art" is often applied more b

roadly, to include certain self-taught or Naïve ar

t makers who were never institutionalized. Typically, those labeled as o

utsider artists have little or no contact with the 

institutions of the mainstream art world; in man

y cases, their work is discovered only after their deaths. Much out

sider art illustrates extreme mental states, unconventional ideas, or elabora

te fantasy worlds.

Outsider art has emerged as a successful art marketing category (an ann

ual Outsider Art Fair has taken place in New York

 since 1992). The term is sometimes misapplied as a catch-all marketin

g label for art created by people outside the "art world" mainstream, re

gardless of their circumstances or the content of their work.

ART OF THE INSANE! is another one of the labels the movement has co

me to be known by.

anyway, West is all about

 picture posturing that he is completely nerdy and into avant shit. he is not an avant nigga, but carries himself in black hipster fashion - and not the ny times definition, but a more faux-spaced stylized version of it. would the guy go to galleries if he was poor? i think not. he probably would be sippin' on steel reserve and selling crack. ok, did i take it too far? could he be the next- quasi sexist racist black nig bot art brut? it seems to me that this may be true, but hey i love YE, and most of the shit he makes. i just hate that he signs these fucking half talents, puts them in DIOR and trots them out to all of us as if they are the most sincere, inventive and witty popperstars since COMMON left the SENSE behind for a righteous shot at Erykah Badu's booty! 


i remember the islamic scarf being a symbol to all that you may have revolutionary tendencies. when i first started wearing them it was 1994, and people just ignored it as either as sign of misguided black power costume for the new nigga/student, or some 5percent black muslim shit. now everybody and they mama wears them and they mean absolutely nothing. this is not the first time gear i used to wear became popular, surely i can remember exactly why i donned the trench coat look, or the beat sweater. i wanted to feel like a writer, even in the midst of me learning how to write. it was the clothes that let everyone know what you were into. now, i just want to wear stuff that fits. ok not true.

but close. i do not think its wise to tell the truth on the internet seeing how they are going to be charging us to get on soon. and that will be when this blog stops, and typing will be strictly on the portable. and the only way you may catch my meanderings then, will be to stop by 52nd and catch me on the porch bumping a little Eugene Mc Daniels and having a mint tea.

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