The craze of exotic international art fairs and biennales has reached peak saturation: there’s now an international biennale in Antarctica. Yes, Antarctica, population: 0.
Is everyone else this overjoyed that Rupaul’s Drag Race (arguably the best thing to ever happen to reality television) is airing a second All Stars season, starting tonight?
As the show has brought drag to primetime televison, it somehow doesn’t feel quite as transgressive anymore. That certainly doesn’t mean it can’t be surprisingly smart and undeniably entertaining. And the first All-Stars season was especially good because of on queen: Tammie Brown.
One of the first-ever RPDR contestants, Tammie managed to subvert all the expectations of reality tv, often to surreal ends. When she didn’t feel like participating in a challenge, she didn’t. When the other contestants were supposed to throw shade at each other for dramatic backstage footage, she veered their attention-grabbing tactics off course with bizarre outbursts.
In a race characterized by an obsession with glamour, Tammie Brown just aimed to be really, really weird and self-aware. And even though she ended up getting voted off the island faster than other queens, she sashayed-away a far more memorable personality than many a “top 3” finalist. I hope this season of All Stars lives up to the last one, but without Tammie, it’s hard to imagine it can.
For the past two years, we’ve been big fans of the little artist-run space Bb, which has brought smart site-specific projects to both its odd storefront in Baltimore’s Westside and booths at art fairs. When Colin Alexander and Allie Linn, Bb’s founders, announced that the space was closing, everyone seemed to be scratching their heads. Why would a popular art space close, one year after receiving a grant and so much attention? Colin’s answer, it turns out, is pretty straightforward…
Lauren Gregory photographs her improvisational finger paintings every few strokes. In an interview with The Creators Project, Gregory described her time working with collective Aboveground Animation as an eye-opener:
“Being surrounded by other animators like Casey and Jacolby Satterwhite who have such strong voices was inspiring. Those guys aren’t afraid to be irreverant or let their sense of humor shine through. Some artists are funny people in private, but when it comes to their work, they get really serious and strip it of any personality. I think I used to do that before, and Aboveground Animation made me remember that my personality is an asset, not something to polish or hide in my paintings.”
Fortunately for us, that translates to GIFs such as “Dickmatized,” which is a really lovely painting of a dick swinging around. Check it out after the jump.
Confession: I just realized about an hour ago that the Olympics had ended. I typically don’t get too excited about the games except when there’s interesting architecture involved or really, really gay ceremonies like that time the Spice Girls performed with the Pet Shop Boys and George Michael after people danced to Kate Bush. (Did I dream that? Whoa, that actually happened.)
Somehow all of the news surrounding this Olympics failed to excite me—from the much-discussed suckiness of the Olympic Village and environmental concerns to the predatory-journalistic abuses of dating apps and the surprisingly-uninteresting illicit activities of dudes in gas station bathrooms—everything was just depressing. All of the voracious media commentary and gossip surrounding the games pointed to failures of humanity rather than the achievements or campy pomp I get joy out of observing. Everything was mean, or sexist, or racist, or recursive criticism of the above.
You know what’s more fun than watching everyone be extremely judgmental about an event predicated on the international community pretending to care about ribbon dancing?
Funny sports GIFs from Japan. Enjoy.
For those of us who started and maintained blogs in the mid aughts, yesterday’s closure of Gawker wasn’t easy to watch. A year ago, I published a list of art blogs and magazines with Corinna Kirsch, full of headings modified with words like “active”, “not-active”, “defunct”, and “deleted”. It was already the end of an era then. Now, with the demise of the largest and arguably the most pioneering of blogs, I find myself wondering who amongst us will be left standing.