The Louvre has decided not to display Domestikator by the Dutch art studio Atelier Van Lieshout because the 40-foot outdoor sculpture is too “sexually explicit.”
That would not have surprised me in the U.S., but I did not think the French, who stereotypically act like they invented sex, or at least perfected it, were so prudish.
All I’ve got to say about the sculpture is that she’s a . ..
Every time I hear this great song I am again amazed that Lionel Richie was once funky.
A renowned Japanese artist, Takashi Murakami, an American producer-director, McG, and an American actress, Kirsten Dunst, walk into . . . no, this is not a joke . . . “Akihabara Electric Town” to shoot a video of the old Vapors song, “Turning Japanese.”
Homage? Parody? Appropriation? Racism?
Sometimes you just need to stop asking questions and enjoy:
How did I miss this?
I do not read comics much anymore, but when I did one of my very favorite artists was Bernie Wrightson. I didn’t normally read horror comics, but I read his, especially the character he is probably best known for, Swamp Thing, whom he co-created with Len Wein:
I’ve long had a theory that the darker the Batman, the longer the ears on his cowl, so it’s no surprise that Wrightson’s Batman had very long ears:
But perhaps Wrightson’s masterpieces were his illustrations for Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein . . .
. . . a character who, come to think of it, has a lot in common with Swamp Thing.
British art critic John Berger’s Ways of Seeing . . .
. . . had a huge impact on the way I understood the arts, fine and popular, and their relationship with society.
I never saw the BBC show the book was related to, but I see it is up on YouTube:
I need to fill in that gap.
David Bowie‘s dramatic performance with Klaus Nomi and Joey Arias on SNL in 1979 . . .
. . . shows the continuing impact Dada had on Bowie’s art, in this case, the costumes Sonia Delaunay designed for Tristan Tzara‘s 1921 play, Le Cœur à gaz (The Gas Heart):
As bizarre as many probably found it, Bowie’s performance was received much better than Tzara’s play:
Thanks again to Paul Morley’s The Age of Bowie for sending me back to various highlights of Bowie’s career.