What an odd tutorial... Half way through the Final Major Project and things have just been given a big shake up. Out the window is simple portraits and into the picture is a bit of passion. At my lecturer's request, "Alex, it's bland, it needs erections"...
So I headed out for a bit of sexual education. Firstly was the Robert Mapplethorpe exhibition, curated by the Scissor Sisters. Whilst Mapplethorpe's work is flawless and his portraits have always laid heavy in my heart, the new fad of celebrity curating felt somewhat overindulgent. Mirrored Pentagrams in between the evocative images just seemed to downplay his work.
Second on the hit list was the latest showing from Larry Clark, the guilty (almost illegal) pleasure. Larry Clark taps into American youth culture so well, that when you view his montages of social America you become part of this seedy postmodern dirty world. And it does feel both fun and wrong to be in there.
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