So last night I went to the openeing of a new exhibit at this place called Consolodated Works here in sunny Seattle. It's basically a huge old warehouse where artist types show off their stuff to the art-loving public. They have theatres (2,) a stage, a coffee stand, 2 bars, and a huge gallary area.
Last nights showing was basically models wearing really skimpy outfits posing seductively in front of sets built up to be things like clearcuts, meatpacking plants, an artic scene with baby seals, the stock market etc...
The point is, in the artists words:
Which, in other words means that if I'm attaracted to the models, I'm bad. Or at least morally ambigous.
In Puccinelli’s exhibition the world of high fashion collides head on with inevitable brutalities of real life. This collision is a radical display of dazzle camouflage; distracting the public with glitz while underneath there exists the disruptive force of moral and ethical dilemmas. The installation consists of five enormous environments that are reminiscent of television soundstages or history museum dioramas. Each set deals with power and our own ability to accept morally and ethically confusing situations when they come wrapped in a slick package. The five settings present different situations in which something is killed, or someone is controlling a murderous situation – a slaughter house, a clear cut forest, a luxurious missile launching facility, the stock exchange, and an Artic tundra complete with baby fur seals. On opening night the sets will come alive with fashion models posing and interacting with the scenery, while photographers flash away and a doting crowd gathers to watch. The resulting juxtaposition is horrifying, but altogether too close to current spreads in trendy fashion magazines.
Here's a pic:
http://www.conworks.org/visuals/fraud_visart_125.JPG
Nice, eh?
Needless to say the place was packed with guys dressed in strange stuff (zoot suits, haute culture, etc...) and lots of hot chicks.
So, the message I take away from this is:
1. Insult your audience.
2. Even in haute culture, sex sells.
3. Hot chicks go for artist types.
4. I'm a complete foreigner to this stuff. It makes no sense to me and I think it's sort of vaguely against people like me.
Which way back to the mountains?
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