This week, the New Yorker published a 10,000 word resumé spilling even more verbiage about Obrist’s curatorial style of vacuuming information and returning marathonic shows in an on-the-go 24-hour art viewing lifestyle.
When viewed on a cell phone this bird’s throat looks like a ball sack. I know this because I spent the last 15 minutes chuckling about it with the AFC staff after a friend texted me the image. Naturally, we love it.
Do you like EDM? Naked people? Queer-ish things? Digitally rendered, naked, queer-ish people dancing to EDM? Then watch “Xen” by Arca—with a video by Jesse Kanda—showing yet another iteration of the musician’s alter-ego “Xen.” This avatar’s pretty sexy, but there are others on Kanda‘s site that are rather grotesque. Happy ‘tubing!
Fuck you, workplace. Joseph Keckler joins the chorus of artists throughout the ages who think you should all go shroud yourselves in vinyl and return to the Goth of your youth. Emerge from the cubicle like the black swan that you are inside.