I just recently saw the cover of Hilter's degenerate art show Entartete Kunst at LACMA right by an exhibit of woodcut by his fellow countryman Kirchner. (btw LAMCA free after 5pm everyday!) I always was fascinated and apauld to the point of nervous laughter by this idea. Hitler confronted his problems with art and culture head on and very publicly. He did not simply destroy all the modern art he condemned, instead he stole all the best works by modern German artist and proceeded to put on one of the most memorable exhibitions of modern art to date. But the whole point was to mock and degrade art he considered bad.
This gave me the idea, Why not put together a contemporary degenerate art show? Gather together the most backwards looking & conventional art created by living artist and create an exhibit intended to make the public renounce them their horrible taste in art. First I could lie to all the retrograde artists, telling them I really like their work and I wanted them for this serious exhibit. Then once I have their work, I will announce to the world I have put together a show consisting of the worst contemporary art that exists. The public will come and heap critiques and disgust upon these artists made them scared ever to come out in public again. And the true artists will united around a common enemy! Stronger than ever and with blind rage they will start their reign. Which artist should be our first victim... any suggestions?
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Mommy, Mommy
Art History is a stubborn mother, who is continually proved wrong over and over again, but somehow still manages to get around this world better than her sons & daughter who recieve all the attention. Learning only from her children she is always a step behind the curve it seems, a baby-boomer just learning to txt message. She teaches her children the aesthic and moral boundaries in which she thinks they are most likely to find happiness. In this act, whether conscious of it or not, she projects upon her children a propensity to follow closely and extend even further the all-too beaten path Art Histroy has blazed.
Having too much pride to admit defeat to her children, Art History fall back on agruements she knows she can win regardless of their relevancy to the issue at hand. Or that old hag Art History will just stand there silent and stern, starring her offspring in the eye. But give her a day or two and she will have figured out a way to manipulating and bend your ideas enough until they somehow completely in accordance with all her previous ideas and a simple continuation of her narrative. But sometimes the generation gap is to wide and vulnurable.
Fuck you Mom!!! You said we could only art Jesus. YOU WERE WRONG! You said art was about aesthetics. YOU WERE WRONG! You said only time can tell. YOU WERE WRONG! Sure these worked for you at some point in your life but let me do my thang. Sometimes parents just dont understand.
Having too much pride to admit defeat to her children, Art History fall back on agruements she knows she can win regardless of their relevancy to the issue at hand. Or that old hag Art History will just stand there silent and stern, starring her offspring in the eye. But give her a day or two and she will have figured out a way to manipulating and bend your ideas enough until they somehow completely in accordance with all her previous ideas and a simple continuation of her narrative. But sometimes the generation gap is to wide and vulnurable.
Fuck you Mom!!! You said we could only art Jesus. YOU WERE WRONG! You said art was about aesthetics. YOU WERE WRONG! You said only time can tell. YOU WERE WRONG! Sure these worked for you at some point in your life but let me do my thang. Sometimes parents just dont understand.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Fashionable Hypocrisy: The Convolution of 21st Century Art
Jimmi Hendrix once said that he doesn't fuck with politics because politics are "the art of words". That's what I don't understand about these cultural elitists in the art world. What makes an educated art historian's opinion on what is tight, any more credible than the average stoner who likes pretty colors and big flashing arrows pointing to a piece's thematic elements? Here's an answer given in one of the media's favorite mediums: Stereotypical discourse and generalization.
Cultural Elitist: This piece is marvelous because it conveys the abstraction of thought of the Post-Expressionist Period!
Stoner: This piece is dope because the colors are sick, and that decrepit elephant is trippy!
Cultural Elitist: (Feeling his educational background in jeopardy of irrelevance)Do you even know why you like this piece? Do you even know the artist's name?
Righteous Stoner : Kick back man, I think its a sick piece of art because I think it looks dope, just because I don't know the subconscious reasoning behind why I like it doesn't make me wrong. At the end of the day you're just another consumer Professor!
What gives the scholarly opinion of art relevance is terminology. Words and phrases describe artistic periods, methods, movements, and themes in order to provide definition to art. Businessmen, politicians, and ignorant isolationists of all types don't typically participate in art. On the other hand, beatniks, hipsters, and starving artists don't typically participate in political discussion either. This is the hypocrisy between the mainstream and grub street transients. Political figures stress their pragmatism and cut-and-dry policies free of abstraction, yet contradict the notion entirely in campaigning and political posturing. McCain takes a swipe in an ad, at a comment Obama makes. Completely taken out of context and applied to another issue, the McCain campaign has created its own meaning out of the piece (Obama's comment). Conversely, our cultural elitist condescends the uneducated patron for his lack of mastery on artistic verbiage to describe his interest in a piece. The meaning the two draw may be the same, yet their contentions are over WORDS. What is good art? Quite a political discussion!
It's pretty pathetic how things come full circle socially. Society has globalized, but at the end of it all, we're still a bunch of nomadic tribes finding our niche. The Internet has made the export of art INFINITE in possibilities, yet here we are with the same ancient, dichotomous pursuit of the distinction between right and wrong, dope and wack. Institutionalizing art has exacerbated this divide, between those who seek truth, and those who seek why it is the truth. Simply put, organizing modern art into prerequisite categories has confined the art world to its terminology. The average Gap wearing, Pepsi drinking, modern American kid is not interested in art for the most part. However, his ignorance to art is not necessarily a product of his consumer behavior, his preferred interests. The pretentious Art History academics are equally to blame. These are the cultural elitists who have isolated themselves to a bourgeoisie guild of cynics and posthumous-dwelling groupies who reject the uninformed. Maybe it is for the fear of modern society precipitated by modern art itself, but the lack of dynamic progress in the today's art is puzzling, given the unlimited recources for exposure with the advent of the Internet. Recognizable art rises from obscurity, not from academic perspective on recognizable art. WE HAVE GOT TO BRIDGE THE GAP MY PEOPLE. That's what Grub Street is about, providing exposure to good art EVERYWHERE. No background checks, no credentials neccesary, if your art is dynamic, we want to bring it to the surface. Pack this one in your lunch box for art school: Fuck a high education, we keep our ear to the street.
-Ill Gates
Cultural Elitist: This piece is marvelous because it conveys the abstraction of thought of the Post-Expressionist Period!
Stoner: This piece is dope because the colors are sick, and that decrepit elephant is trippy!
Cultural Elitist: (Feeling his educational background in jeopardy of irrelevance)Do you even know why you like this piece? Do you even know the artist's name?
Righteous Stoner : Kick back man, I think its a sick piece of art because I think it looks dope, just because I don't know the subconscious reasoning behind why I like it doesn't make me wrong. At the end of the day you're just another consumer Professor!
What gives the scholarly opinion of art relevance is terminology. Words and phrases describe artistic periods, methods, movements, and themes in order to provide definition to art. Businessmen, politicians, and ignorant isolationists of all types don't typically participate in art. On the other hand, beatniks, hipsters, and starving artists don't typically participate in political discussion either. This is the hypocrisy between the mainstream and grub street transients. Political figures stress their pragmatism and cut-and-dry policies free of abstraction, yet contradict the notion entirely in campaigning and political posturing. McCain takes a swipe in an ad, at a comment Obama makes. Completely taken out of context and applied to another issue, the McCain campaign has created its own meaning out of the piece (Obama's comment). Conversely, our cultural elitist condescends the uneducated patron for his lack of mastery on artistic verbiage to describe his interest in a piece. The meaning the two draw may be the same, yet their contentions are over WORDS. What is good art? Quite a political discussion!
It's pretty pathetic how things come full circle socially. Society has globalized, but at the end of it all, we're still a bunch of nomadic tribes finding our niche. The Internet has made the export of art INFINITE in possibilities, yet here we are with the same ancient, dichotomous pursuit of the distinction between right and wrong, dope and wack. Institutionalizing art has exacerbated this divide, between those who seek truth, and those who seek why it is the truth. Simply put, organizing modern art into prerequisite categories has confined the art world to its terminology. The average Gap wearing, Pepsi drinking, modern American kid is not interested in art for the most part. However, his ignorance to art is not necessarily a product of his consumer behavior, his preferred interests. The pretentious Art History academics are equally to blame. These are the cultural elitists who have isolated themselves to a bourgeoisie guild of cynics and posthumous-dwelling groupies who reject the uninformed. Maybe it is for the fear of modern society precipitated by modern art itself, but the lack of dynamic progress in the today's art is puzzling, given the unlimited recources for exposure with the advent of the Internet. Recognizable art rises from obscurity, not from academic perspective on recognizable art. WE HAVE GOT TO BRIDGE THE GAP MY PEOPLE. That's what Grub Street is about, providing exposure to good art EVERYWHERE. No background checks, no credentials neccesary, if your art is dynamic, we want to bring it to the surface. Pack this one in your lunch box for art school: Fuck a high education, we keep our ear to the street.
-Ill Gates
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Damien Hirst: Welcome to the Machine
So everyones talking about it, Not only did Damien Hurst make 200 million dollars during his 2-day firesale auction via Sotheby's London, He made it while the rest of the world's economy was going to hell in a handbasket. I just found out that the government bailing out of Freddie Mac & all the elite corporates is going to cost each of us individually over $1100!! yo money... Fuck we're all fucking broke and losing our well invested portfolios by the NY minute while Hirst, this motha fucka just made definitely over $160 million after Sotheby's gets its chunk.
You know I never REALLY knew who Damien Hirst was or what his work looked like. Until he made that nigga rich skull encrusted with diamonds. All I knew is what my retarded art history education taught me. Damien Hirst is the leader of the YBA. YBA? Young British Artist. Apparently back in the 80's finally some British birds and blokes finally managed to shock and offend the the masses with their art enough to give them credibility. WOW!!! Britian's cool in modern art for the first time! Well their creditability really came from the $$$$, yup the lavish Lord Satchi dished out millions to the YBA's to get them going
I dont know how this whole YBA thing caught on... i mean the actually name Young British Artist. What a crap name! Doesn't sound very modern to me, sounds like the name of a traditional art institute, high academia. pewwwww But regaredless
wow dont i know a lot, thanks college! but really the saddest fucking thing is that I can drop this whole narrative bout the rise of the YBA but I couldnt name you one piece of artwork made by one of these mother fuckers and I cant name you one other artist besides Damien Hirst! Why cant I just be brain-dead and from Nor Cal! And now guess what? Everybody knows Damien Hirst because of his $200 million.
I swear every articled i have read is about the externalities of his art: the factory of anonymous people he employs to create 'his' art, or obstacles collectors face when trying to 'preserve' Damien's work, or the implications of the British art scene, or the trails of money it leaves haphazardly behind it.
Alsa, a truely conceptual artist. HE doesnt make anything, just his name, his brand, his machine. He controls the MEANS of production AND distribution. He has cut out all the middlemen. No more art dealers, Damien goes right to the world's premier art auction house. But when it comes to the question of pure art, Damien Hirst has begun to see himself as an unnecessary middleman.
Damien only needs to exist in your head. He has 6 art studios all operating under an assumed identity, Damien Hirst. Each studio simultaniously guided by his aesthetic forethought, yet he has not even physically seen many of these studios. Damien Hirst does not even touch his art anymore. The object only takes on its identity when Damien signs a photograph of the work, a representation of it.
As Damien continues detach himself physically from the art objects he produces, Art itself is purified. What we now call modern art has as one of it basic tenants a steadfast adherence to exposing modernity essence, rapid change in a society of spectacle. The physical object for the first time became overshadowed by his shadow. Receding farther and farther back into the cool shady conceptual realm, intangible as modernity itself. Damien has pushed the inevitable extreme; He cut out... himself. HE is a crab who has built its own shell, a shell of sheer force. A shell that may become more than just an extension of creature who dwelth. Like a crazy computer programs that turns on its makers in those sci-fi movies. Full of information but empty. He makes authorship translucent as only Warhol could do.
Damien Hirst has become the ghost we are all looking for in art, a deserted shell. An object that once was... a self-annihilating nothing.
-Avant God
You know I never REALLY knew who Damien Hirst was or what his work looked like. Until he made that nigga rich skull encrusted with diamonds. All I knew is what my retarded art history education taught me. Damien Hirst is the leader of the YBA. YBA? Young British Artist. Apparently back in the 80's finally some British birds and blokes finally managed to shock and offend the the masses with their art enough to give them credibility. WOW!!! Britian's cool in modern art for the first time! Well their creditability really came from the $$$$, yup the lavish Lord Satchi dished out millions to the YBA's to get them going
I dont know how this whole YBA thing caught on... i mean the actually name Young British Artist. What a crap name! Doesn't sound very modern to me, sounds like the name of a traditional art institute, high academia. pewwwww But regaredless
wow dont i know a lot, thanks college! but really the saddest fucking thing is that I can drop this whole narrative bout the rise of the YBA but I couldnt name you one piece of artwork made by one of these mother fuckers and I cant name you one other artist besides Damien Hirst! Why cant I just be brain-dead and from Nor Cal! And now guess what? Everybody knows Damien Hirst because of his $200 million.
I swear every articled i have read is about the externalities of his art: the factory of anonymous people he employs to create 'his' art, or obstacles collectors face when trying to 'preserve' Damien's work, or the implications of the British art scene, or the trails of money it leaves haphazardly behind it.
Alsa, a truely conceptual artist. HE doesnt make anything, just his name, his brand, his machine. He controls the MEANS of production AND distribution. He has cut out all the middlemen. No more art dealers, Damien goes right to the world's premier art auction house. But when it comes to the question of pure art, Damien Hirst has begun to see himself as an unnecessary middleman.
Damien only needs to exist in your head. He has 6 art studios all operating under an assumed identity, Damien Hirst. Each studio simultaniously guided by his aesthetic forethought, yet he has not even physically seen many of these studios. Damien Hirst does not even touch his art anymore. The object only takes on its identity when Damien signs a photograph of the work, a representation of it.
As Damien continues detach himself physically from the art objects he produces, Art itself is purified. What we now call modern art has as one of it basic tenants a steadfast adherence to exposing modernity essence, rapid change in a society of spectacle. The physical object for the first time became overshadowed by his shadow. Receding farther and farther back into the cool shady conceptual realm, intangible as modernity itself. Damien has pushed the inevitable extreme; He cut out... himself. HE is a crab who has built its own shell, a shell of sheer force. A shell that may become more than just an extension of creature who dwelth. Like a crazy computer programs that turns on its makers in those sci-fi movies. Full of information but empty. He makes authorship translucent as only Warhol could do.
Damien Hirst has become the ghost we are all looking for in art, a deserted shell. An object that once was... a self-annihilating nothing.
-Avant God
Monday, September 15, 2008
THE NEW OBSESSION
Alright people, now I have for you some truly amazing artwork that I think everyone will be able to appreciate. The exhibit "You Can Live Forever In Paradise On Earth" is running at the Kim Light Gallery in Culver City through November 1. The show is a collaborative efforts between local LA artists Simmons & Burke. The highlight are the 4 multimedia visual and audio collages. It is a complete sensory overload, complete with mind-turining audio. You will feel a way you never felt before, standing in front of colossal collages of strange digital nether regions. Its chaos. It is a giggly haze, a float through outerspace civilizations dedicated to the digital aesthetic. 
There is something anarchist which shines through contrasting with the clean-cut Photoshop aesthetic used to create the image. Although Simmons & Burke use modern technology to form backbone of their images, the general collage aesthetic they are working with hails back to Hausman and Hoach, the inventors of Berlin Dada. The aspect which distinguished Berlin Dada from its peers in NY & Brussels was the strong political slant. But Simmons & Burke are not reacting to the brutalities of WWI rather the maximalism of the internet age.
The collages look like some type of "scene," you dont know whats going on but there seems to be some strange underlying warped perspective holding it all together. The scenes verge on apocalyptic, recalling the notorious Hieronymus Bosch triptychs. Add the whole time the audio adds a jarring element that makes you feel eerily displaced... like you are in a liminal spectrum.
Also, you must check out their audio only composition which the Kim Light Gallery has a separate listening room and is also available for purchase on vinyl (i think i might buy one). It sounds almost like Prefuse-73 and his propensity for messing nonseaqutor audio clips into strange narratives. Hip-hop heads must request to listen to side-B of the album to hear an amazing rendition of a Ludacris classic.
-Avant God
The Crazy Robertson
www.thecrazyrobertson.com
ROLLER-SKATING R BEVERLY HILLS HOMELESS MAN- DECKED OUT IN EYE-POPPING, JAZZERCISE-WORTHY SPANDEX ENSEMBLES- INSPIRES CLOTHING LINE. HUH? (Source: BPM Magazine Issue 90)
ONE of today's most buzzed about skurban All-Dolled-Up happens to be inspired by a 50something-year-old homeless guy who dances up a disco storm on roller skates along Robertson Blvd. in Beverly Hills. No joke. We should also mention he's proverbially decked out in eye-popping, Jazzercise-worthy, sheer spandex ensembles. His name is Mr. John Jermien, but according to three 23-year-old dudes who adorn his image on their label, he's "The Crazy Robertson." The clothing line-at this point consisting of T-shirts, hoodies, wallets and limited-edition signed print designs-was established last year. And it really is the result of Hayes, Vic Ackerman and Teddy Hirsch befriending Jermien. "It took a long time where we had to cozy up to him. You just can't talk to him like we're doing now," Hirsch explains.
A recent foray onto Robertson and BPM got this quote from Jermien, in reference to the clothing line. "It's art. It's society. We have a message to put out there. My dancing is about freedom," Jermine huffed before shooing away this reporter so he could prepare another dance routine.
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Besides the aesthetically appealing design of The Crazy Robertson, the gear stands for the message of keeping it positive despite the cultural elitism of Greater Los Angeles. This shit is catching on like wildfire and it has already gotten respect from the Wall Street Journal (look it up) in the press and sold out Kitsun on the ground. Cop a t-shirt before your 15 year old brother does when it blows up, and then you have to grab one with your tail between your legs because you didn't recognize dynamic art before it hit the mainstream. Check out their website, its got all their contact info and how to get INVOLVED: http://www.thecrazyrobertson.com
Church,
Ill Gates
Check out their site for yourself: http:www.thecrazyrobertson.com
ROLLER-SKATING R BEVERLY HILLS HOMELESS MAN- DECKED OUT IN EYE-POPPING, JAZZERCISE-WORTHY SPANDEX ENSEMBLES- INSPIRES CLOTHING LINE. HUH? (Source: BPM Magazine Issue 90)
ONE of today's most buzzed about skurban All-Dolled-Up happens to be inspired by a 50something-year-old homeless guy who dances up a disco storm on roller skates along Robertson Blvd. in Beverly Hills. No joke. We should also mention he's proverbially decked out in eye-popping, Jazzercise-worthy, sheer spandex ensembles. His name is Mr. John Jermien, but according to three 23-year-old dudes who adorn his image on their label, he's "The Crazy Robertson." The clothing line-at this point consisting of T-shirts, hoodies, wallets and limited-edition signed print designs-was established last year. And it really is the result of Hayes, Vic Ackerman and Teddy Hirsch befriending Jermien. "It took a long time where we had to cozy up to him. You just can't talk to him like we're doing now," Hirsch explains.
A recent foray onto Robertson and BPM got this quote from Jermien, in reference to the clothing line. "It's art. It's society. We have a message to put out there. My dancing is about freedom," Jermine huffed before shooing away this reporter so he could prepare another dance routine.
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Besides the aesthetically appealing design of The Crazy Robertson, the gear stands for the message of keeping it positive despite the cultural elitism of Greater Los Angeles. This shit is catching on like wildfire and it has already gotten respect from the Wall Street Journal (look it up) in the press and sold out Kitsun on the ground. Cop a t-shirt before your 15 year old brother does when it blows up, and then you have to grab one with your tail between your legs because you didn't recognize dynamic art before it hit the mainstream. Check out their website, its got all their contact info and how to get INVOLVED: http://www.thecrazyrobertson.com
Church,
Ill Gates
Check out their site for yourself: http:www.thecrazyrobertson.com
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
The Avant-God Doctrine of Grub Street
Let me introduce myself, for now i think i will be called AVANT-GOD or something. Let me say out loud for all to hear, You, yes You and all the forward, outside-the-box that is outside-the-box artists of this great City of Angels will soon flood Neo-GrubStreet and rejoice in all the fleeting beauty that escapes us in this modern age. We are today more mobile than ever, but unsure of our destination; We communicate more rapidly & distantly but are uncertain of what to say. We absrob more information about everything but are unclear about what happened or why. As our need to know increases, our ability to understand diminishes. Well we dont give a shit about what you know, we want you to speak your mind. The average man is a good deal above average.
We will expose every you to every elephant in the room. Call every spade a spade. We at GrubStreet are All-stars in the ancient and honorable sport of establishment bashing. And indeed the backbone of modern art is its avid aversion of authority. An alternative to the establishment is aways refreshing. Though we must be vigilent; Protesters conform to each other even more conspicuously than the old 'conformist' they decry. During these burgeoning and luscious years emotions most naturally uncoil into opinions- opinions which later become housebroken by the application of logic. FUCK LOGIC. GrubStreet is a walking contradiction. We are pretensious art freaks and at and illiterate gangsters livingharmoniouslyinthe same body. We all are and we invite you all to share whatever fucked-up side of yourself you have been wanting to get out. Releash your aggresion on an amatuer artist on GrubStreet or praise one as the new messiah, whatever.
We will expose every you to every elephant in the room. Call every spade a spade. We at GrubStreet are All-stars in the ancient and honorable sport of establishment bashing. And indeed the backbone of modern art is its avid aversion of authority. An alternative to the establishment is aways refreshing. Though we must be vigilent; Protesters conform to each other even more conspicuously than the old 'conformist' they decry. During these burgeoning and luscious years emotions most naturally uncoil into opinions- opinions which later become housebroken by the application of logic. FUCK LOGIC. GrubStreet is a walking contradiction. We are pretensious art freaks and at and illiterate gangsters livingharmoniouslyinthe same body. We all are and we invite you all to share whatever fucked-up side of yourself you have been wanting to get out. Releash your aggresion on an amatuer artist on GrubStreet or praise one as the new messiah, whatever.
Thursday, September 4, 2008
BIRTH
MMM...FRESH AIR. I love fresh air, way too expensive around here though. AC Bill is through the roof, and this hybrid looks ugly when I roll past my peers on major streets. I guess all streets in L.A. are major, unless you have a hybrid. Pardon me while I shut up my sub conscience.....Ahh there it is. I have a job to do and I'm supposed to explain why we have sold our soul to Google to explore the medium of public interest. Who are we? What is New Grub Street? Thanks to Wikipedia, I can eloquently describe the history of Grub Street as,"the early 1800s, Grub Street was the name of a street in London's impoverished Moorfields district. In the 1700s and 1800s, the street was famous for its concentration of mediocre, impoverished 'hack writers', aspiring poets, and low-end publishers and booksellers, who existed on the margins of the journalistic and literary scene. Grub Street's bohemian, impoverished literary scene was set amidst the poor neighbourhood's low-rent flophouses, brothels, and coffeehouses. According to Samuel Johnson's Dictionary the term was "originally the name of a street...much inhabited by writers of small histories, dictionaries, and temporary poems, whence any mean production is called grubstreet."
Source: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grub_Street
Grub Street pertained to all of the unacknowledged artists, writers, and thinkers of the 18th and 19th century, and many of these artists (ie. Sassoon) would come to be recognized later on for their dynamic and groundbreaking work. Many, on the other hand, would die along with their legacy in anonymity. In a modern sense, the mainstream dominates all consumer activity and cultural significance. One dude owns 20 cable networks, 30 magazines, and the Republican Party's hearts and minds. Originality has almost become alienated. Free thinking is hard to do when the big guy's production budget shits all over your mom n' pops arts n' crafts convention. I got my free mind and I got my business mind, so why is this inexpensive painting so fucking beautiful? Is Grub Street the information superhighway? Nope, way too much traffic, we take the scenic route bitches. Combining the maximalism of the internet and the underground art world, New Grub Street strives to provide a social networking device for all elements of the art world: painting, sculpting, photography, clothing, poetry, music, etc. In doing so, we will serve as third party representatives seeking to provide mainstream exposure to the most elite upcoming artists locally in Los Angeles and globally. We will work dilligently on the ground to explore and utilize all resources within Los Angeles to provide mass exposure and proliferation of New Grub Street artists and affiliates through relentless guerilla marketing and promotion. This is just the beginning of a mass movement of counter culture using the tool chest of the other side. Birth.
Source: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grub_Street
Grub Street pertained to all of the unacknowledged artists, writers, and thinkers of the 18th and 19th century, and many of these artists (ie. Sassoon) would come to be recognized later on for their dynamic and groundbreaking work. Many, on the other hand, would die along with their legacy in anonymity. In a modern sense, the mainstream dominates all consumer activity and cultural significance. One dude owns 20 cable networks, 30 magazines, and the Republican Party's hearts and minds. Originality has almost become alienated. Free thinking is hard to do when the big guy's production budget shits all over your mom n' pops arts n' crafts convention. I got my free mind and I got my business mind, so why is this inexpensive painting so fucking beautiful? Is Grub Street the information superhighway? Nope, way too much traffic, we take the scenic route bitches. Combining the maximalism of the internet and the underground art world, New Grub Street strives to provide a social networking device for all elements of the art world: painting, sculpting, photography, clothing, poetry, music, etc. In doing so, we will serve as third party representatives seeking to provide mainstream exposure to the most elite upcoming artists locally in Los Angeles and globally. We will work dilligently on the ground to explore and utilize all resources within Los Angeles to provide mass exposure and proliferation of New Grub Street artists and affiliates through relentless guerilla marketing and promotion. This is just the beginning of a mass movement of counter culture using the tool chest of the other side. Birth.
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