Assume since 1915, the bride has grown weary of being stripped bare by her bachelors. There are the conventional methods of fighting back, including broken promises, failure to deliver, failure to appear and failure to care.
The more daring brides turn their bachelors into spectacle.
In 1999, Maurizio Cattelan taped Massimo De Carlo to a wall. The following year, Cattelan talked Emmanuel Perrotin into spending a month dressed as a pink phallus.
Making a spectacle of one’s dealer has taken a more intimate turn in Seattle.
Susan Robb‘s DIGESTER (2008) is six 55-gallon drums designed to extract methane from human waste to make energy. The waste in question came from her dealer, Scott Lawrimore of Lawrimore Project. (Waste not, want not.)
Opening February 20 at the James Harris Gallery are the line drawings of Jason Hirata, made by mixing sweat with raw Prussian blue pigment.
James Harris:
To create the works on view in this exhibition, the artist and gallerist worked up a sweat doing jumping jacks, sit-ups and push-ups, jumping rope, and running down the hallways of a storage facility that Hirata rented for just such purpose. As he has done in the past, Hirata collected perspiration in two containers to use as a painting medium. The artist and gallerist collected their own sweat by scraping it from their foreheads, necks, and backs.
(Hirata left, dealer right)
i wish i was as creative as those fat boys
Yuck. Really yuck. Next you’ll be defending Andre Serrano’s poop portraits as high art.