Blah, Blah, Blah — sums up a lot a worlds/niches/people in four letters — then rinse and repeat. The piece of art above was part of the Armory Show last week — and although relevant now — could have existed for decades.
This bearded skull made me laugh. Not because of the absurdity of beards on skulls but because the trend of young male hipsters with this exact mountain man style of beard perplexes and amuses me. Have they run out of other ways to rebel or be different? And, now someone managed to sneak it into the Armory Show, validating it all the more. But, remember kids, when everybody does it, it’s not original, it’s following the herd.
I loved this simple portrait of a green-haired girl, it reminded me of nothing else — just that act of seeing boldly with color without obsessing on the details.
It may seem morbid to some, but I love taxidermy. Mostly because I embrace the still physical embodiment that allows us humans to adore the exteriors of something mysterious out of context and at length. But this stacked taxidermy challenges our idea of gravity, even more intriquing.
Pink, feathered objects always get my attention and the delicacy and strangeness of this detail in a larger installation held my interest for a while. I felt like I had seen it before in a childhood forest walk.
And, so it goes. A week full of shows, thousands of pieces of new work, and the over saturation of the human psyche. How much can anyone possibly process at one or two sittings. If there was actually much “new” here our minds would explode, but there isn’t, as there are only a handful of minds every century that reach the masses with their truly unique visions. Instead, I was pleasantly surprised with the amount of refreshing and beautiful work there was to see despite that fact. I’m sure if you do a quick google search you will be met with dozens of proper reviews. This is just a slice of a slice of a slice in a format not meant to give you peace of mind, but only one opinion.
iPhone images by kHyal™ — artwork property of its respective owners.










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So right on with your insightful lamo Bklyn rural brawney man gestalt. The girls that go with, look like pilgrims to me. No sex happening here people. Surprised the artist didn’t have the skull wearing a plaid shirt.