A few days ago saw 1985's Ladyhawke with friends. It's a yearly ritual for them to watch the movie and stuff themselves silly on candy. I'm still coming down from the sugar rush. It was a fun movie. Last night watched Grandma's Boy. M.'s choice. Really abysmal. Megan Stielstra, a local Chicago writer and blogger has a story on Fresh Yarn. Very funny.
In other news, I was very excited to read this article about the collection of George Michael. I didn't realize he was a collector. Turns out his partner is an art dealer. Anyway, they have a Damien Hirst or two, and the Guardian implies that they are thinking about buying Hirst's $100m For the Love of God, a human skull covered in diamonds. The Art Newspaper, a more respectable source, quotes the bf as saying it's “out of our price range”. So, the question remains: who will buy it? Frankly, I think it's reprehensible, like most of Hirst's work. But, the guy's a great artist, you can't deny that. What better symbol of our times?
3 comments:
That skull grosses me out!
I don't know whether the Hirst piece is everything that's wrong with our culture or a very clever comment on it. In any event, its appalling to me.
The story on Fresh Yarn is FABULOUS! It soooo... real.
yes, I thought the story was so great too. She's a very clever writer. You might enjoy her blog.
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