Wait until next year

Putting off what could be done tomorrow, today

Category: art

Repeat/Remodel/Remix

Strange space-y collage

It is a point that has made before, and has no doubt been made in a more eloquent way, but the internet is full of people presenting something that someone else has actually produced. Much of what the internet churns out is essentially repeats of something that has already been churned out on the internet. I’m not getting on my high horse here, it is second nature for most of us. We share things on Facebook. We retweet. We reblog on Tumblr and WordPress. We embed videos and songs and photos from other people.

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Ours is the cult of the electronic fragment

I’ve been watching various episodes of the classic series The Shock of the New, that thirty years ago covered the development of modern art over eight one-hour episodes. In the video above, from around 25:20 to 28:20 is perhaps my favourite three minutes of TV this year – the message feels just as relevant now as I imagine it did then, perhaps even more so. They don’t make ’em like this anymore.

Open houses

 

Last Saturday we headed out for Open House Weekend. For those unfamiliar with the concept, every year a selection of London’s buildings are opened up to the public, to visit for free. It is opportunity to visit venues that usually charge an entrance fee, or a little more intriguingly, visit places that aren’t usually open for the public to just wander around. Read the rest of this entry »

This week’s consumption report

Festive scene in shop window

That is consumption in the sense of consuming stuff, rather than suffering from tuberculosis, you’ll be pleased to hear. You may be less pleased to hear that this is a lazy link-heavy post. Anyway, this is what I’ve been consuming this week… Read the rest of this entry »

You aren’t what you eat

A family gathered around a series of vending machines

Amongst all the goodness in the first issue of the New Inquiry magazine, one article in particular stood out – The Resentment Machine, by Freddy De Boer. It is available in full in that link back there, so you should probably read that rather than this, but anyway, it challenged me in all number of ways (I should probably offer some sort of summary here, but even after multiple readings I won’t do it justice and you’d be better off just reading the real thing, or failing that reading what follows in the next paragraph…), but one quote near the end particularly got to me. Read the rest of this entry »

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