Installation view of Pyschotic Reaction. Image via: KS Art
KS Art
Psychotic Reaction
73 Leonard Street
New York, NY, 10013
Through October 29th
This week I reviewed KS Art’s Psychotic Reaction for the L Magazine. As always, I’ve provided a clip below but you can click through to read the full piece.
Depression and unrequited love haven't led me to think of acid-trip penises ejaculating tiny pink-faced men in the past, but I enjoyed making this connection at KS Art's exhibition, Psychotic Reaction, if for no other reason than I find its strangeness appealing. Taking its cues from the similarly named 1966 garage rock hit by Count Five — an upbeat song recounting the devastating effects of one-way affection — the vivid drawing described above, Orgasmo e Bruttezza — Masturbation II by Ele D'Artagnan, is one of four busy figurative works on paper included in a group exhibition largely arranged by color.
Like much of the work in the show, Ele D'Artagnan's art doesn't communicate an overtly unhappy message; Psychotic Reaction provides a wider curatorial lens than the literal representation of the song's lyrics. Also drawing upon the song's psychedelic tone and do-it-yourself attitude, the exhibition as a whole, almost predictably takes on a simple, often crude aesthetic. Framed coloring book pages, a grid of brightly colored sun photographs, amateurish-looking drawings and sculptures; there's more to almost all of these works than what you see, but it isn't always readily apparent.
To read the full piece click here.
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OK darlin, I will just write to you once in awhile, I kinda like you. But I did go to the site and saw 13 “works”, my criticism stands, and is valid. Contemporary “art” does suck, as it glorifies the ignorant individual, rather than exploring us as a species, our history, desires, who we are, and god, our eternal quests, as part of nature.
Not this, er, stuff. There is no excsue for the complete and total ignorance of our common history, let alone understanding of art itself.
art collegia delenda est
Art colleges must be destroyed.
And it will be done, figuratively, as real art never will, and never has, come from its sterile and self indulgent confines. Cut off from all reality.
OK darlin, I will just write to you once in awhile, I kinda like you. But I did go to the site and saw 13 “works”, my criticism stands, and is valid. Contemporary “art” does suck, as it glorifies the ignorant individual, rather than exploring us as a species, our history, desires, who we are, and god, our eternal quests, as part of nature.
Not this, er, stuff. There is no excsue for the complete and total ignorance of our common history, let alone understanding of art itself.
art collegia delenda est
Art colleges must be destroyed.
And it will be done, figuratively, as real art never will, and never has, come from its sterile and self indulgent confines. Cut off from all reality.
Know that times are changing, and all this will soon be in the dustbin of history. Replaced by some other silliness I am sure, but a period of seriousness is called for. Adulthood is when it is recognized that it is time to put childish things aside. We can have fun later, been having far too much fun and ignoring the debacle that grew within for far too long. Time for strength, constructive self criticism, and hard work. Play time is over.
ACDE!
Know that times are changing, and all this will soon be in the dustbin of history. Replaced by some other silliness I am sure, but a period of seriousness is called for. Adulthood is when it is recognized that it is time to put childish things aside. We can have fun later, been having far too much fun and ignoring the debacle that grew within for far too long. Time for strength, constructive self criticism, and hard work. Play time is over.
ACDE!
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