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rivieragirls:

Cindy Sherman

ce-sac-contient:

Cindy ShermanUntitled Film Still #36, 1979

Gelatin silver print (24 x 19.2 cm)

hereintheblue:

Cindy Sherman
Untitled Film Still #56
1980

BUT I’m at 2.430/3.000, and approaching coherency and it’s no longer all quotations from other people. …So basically I’m now where I ought to have been on Saturday. (well. Technically, last Wednesday, but whatever)

I think I shall acquire food of some description now. I have earned food. With my writings and my thinkings.

Still seriously considering “being Bernard Black” as my future career goal, however.

papermagazine:

Paper: What is the biggest obstacle you’ve had to overcome in your career?

Cindy Sherman: Male artists.

More from our September issue OGs feature on Cindy Sherman here.

No, for real, I am never finishing this fucking essay. I should’ve gone with pop art. No matter how good this turns out, I’m going to fail for turning it in WAY TOO LATE, JFC.

I have 4.000 words now. I don’t NEED 4.000 words. I need 3.000 coherent words that aren’t me trying to make sense of whatever the hell Judith Butler is trying to say about sex/identity/performance.

I’m actually pretty good at analysing theory texts, but it is a useless, useless gift, since generally speaking, nobody ever asks me to do it.

My assignment is “Discuss two major strategies of feminism with examples drawn from art, design or media” not “Talk to me about your understanding of this one text that Judith Butler wrote 30 years ago”.

Goddamn freshman classes.

*bitter*

Also, sideyeing both Freud and Lacan right now. A lot.

fangogh:

My Bed - Tracey Emin

"My Bed is a work by the British artist Tracey Emin. First created in 1998, it was exhibited at the Tate Gallery in 1999 as one of the shortlisted works for the Turner Prize. It consisted of her bed with bedroom objects in an abject state, and gained much media attention. Although it did not win the prize, its notoriety has persisted.

The artwork generated considerable media furore, particularly over the fact that the bedsheets were stained with bodily secretions and the floor had items from the artist’s room (such as condoms, a pair of knickers with menstrual period stains, other detritus, and functional, everyday objects, including a pair of slippers). The bed was presented in the state that Emin claimed it had been when she said she had not got up from it for several days due to suicidal depression brought on by relationship difficulties.

Two performance artists, Yuan Chai and Jian Jun Xi, jumped on the bed with bare torsos in order to improve the work, which they thought had not gone far enough. They called their performance Two Naked Men Jump Into Tracey’s Bed. The men also had a pillow fight on the bed for around fifteen minutes, to applause from the crowd, before being removed by security guards. The artists were detained but no further action was taken. Prior to its Tate Gallery showing, the work had appeared elsewhere, including Japan, where there were variant surroundings, including at one stage a hangman’s noose hanging over the bed. This was not present when it was displayed at the Tate.

My Bed was bought by Charles Saatchi for £150,000 and displayed as part of the first exhibition when the Saatchi Gallery opened its new premises at County Hall, London (which it has now vacated). Saatchi also installed the bed in a dedicated room in his own home.”

walterpanac:

Tracey Emin - Everyone I Have Ever Slept With 1963-1995