Why we persist and insist that people look critically at/at the gallery...
We are the deluded ones, you know. Looking at art with your eyes has nothing to do with culture in this town. The real art in the AGA, and there is some there, is little more than one more structural element that holds the place up. The real story is the building and the architect who built it and the board who hired him and the donors who enabled the board.
As Liz says, "All in all, a classy night. I think the public opening Sunday will be a whole other affair!"
Ewwww... the "public opening"... how gauche! All I want to know is, can we rig that Little Dancer, aged fourteen to piss champagne for my daughter's wedding reception?
I bought a weekend Globe and Mail thinking there was supposed to be some potentially critical coverage (the Exec. Dir. had proudly suggested such a thing was in the works, I think), but all I could find was my weekly crossword. Now that the shows are installed I'll be glad to get enough breathing space to dig into the crossword puzzles again here and there.
SEE has a number of articles dedicated to AGA topics (full of erroniousness), VUE was pretty weak, as you've noted; although there was a piece about the dubious provenance of some of the Degas sculptures that almost reached the level of journalism. I did not even peruse the newstand copy of the Journal or Sun, although I understand the Journal had a pullout devoted to the building.
I heard the tailend of a CKUA broadcast from the building this morning, with Bob Chelmick's interviews of the likes of Randall, Sarah, and Catherine. It was bizarrely "come on down!" like you might hear on a Saturday's radio broadcast from an "everything must go!" stereo store, but with mournful folk and country music in between the interviews.
After seeing this evening's Tweets from Elizabeth Withey on the AGA gala, I figured a Python palette cleanser was necessary.
ReplyDeleteWhy we persist and insist that people look critically at/at the gallery...
ReplyDeleteWe are the deluded ones, you know. Looking at art with your eyes has nothing to do with culture in this town. The real art in the AGA, and there is some there, is little more than one more structural element that holds the place up. The real story is the building and the architect who built it and the board who hired him and the donors who enabled the board.
... you forgot the snowcones.
ReplyDeleteAs Liz says, "All in all, a classy night. I think the public opening Sunday will be a whole other affair!"
Ewwww... the "public opening"... how gauche! All I want to know is, can we rig that Little Dancer, aged fourteen to piss champagne for my daughter's wedding reception?
Now THAT would be classy!
Holy fuck.
ReplyDeleteI can't stop LOL-ing!
I hope Mack realizes I'm just poking a little fun... maybe my little joke will help untie some of the knicker-knots around there.
ReplyDeleteBut, probably not.
Another gem of wisdom from the Journal's Liz Withey (actually published in the paper, if you can believe it):
ReplyDelete"And remember what your momma taught you: if you don't have anything nice to say...stay home."
Ta 4 teh M.P. vid, BTW. =)
ReplyDeleteHow's that? Tweetable?
Looks more like Flutter to me.
ReplyDeleteFeels like more clutter.
ReplyDeleteMeanwhile, Liz Withey continues her astonishing Twitter series, "How To Spot A Fake Journalist"...
ReplyDeleteClue #18: a real journalist doesn't complain that another paper didn't cover a story as well as her paper did...
I bought a weekend Globe and Mail thinking there was supposed to be some potentially critical coverage (the Exec. Dir. had proudly suggested such a thing was in the works, I think), but all I could find was my weekly crossword. Now that the shows are installed I'll be glad to get enough breathing space to dig into the crossword puzzles again here and there.
ReplyDeleteSEE has a number of articles dedicated to AGA topics (full of erroniousness), VUE was pretty weak, as you've noted; although there was a piece about the dubious provenance of some of the Degas sculptures that almost reached the level of journalism. I did not even peruse the newstand copy of the Journal or Sun, although I understand the Journal had a pullout devoted to the building.
I heard the tailend of a CKUA broadcast from the building this morning, with Bob Chelmick's interviews of the likes of Randall, Sarah, and Catherine. It was bizarrely "come on down!" like you might hear on a Saturday's radio broadcast from an "everything must go!" stereo store, but with mournful folk and country music in between the interviews.
I see today's Globe has the story in it...
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