If you had told me when Big Hollywood launched in January of 2009 that one of the individuals we would end up covering the most over the upcoming 2.5 years would be the Vice Presidential candidate on the losing ticket, I wouldn’t have believed you. But even more than the media, our artistic community is obsessed by a former governor living way up there in Alaska who pops up on Fox News now and again, gives a speech here and there, and dabbles a little in social media. It’s really quite extraordinary if you think about it. And here we go again….
This couldn’t have come at a better time. Tomorrow morning we’re publishing a terrific and insightful piece written by Yervand Kochar that looks at the juvenile quality of this kind of art in a way I don’t want to spoil but urge you to take a look at. But I’m not stealing anyone’s thunder by saying how silly this has all gotten. What was once brave is now proof of your conformist bona fides. What was once provocative is now expected. What once ginned up outrage is now hardly worth the rolling of one’s eyes. Where once talent was required smug will now do.
Case in point? Via Gateway Pundit, this was one of the paintings used to advertise the opening of a new art gallery right here in Los Angeles. I say “was” because the opening was way back in January. How pathetic is it that a double shot of blasphemy and Palin-hate took over two months to bubble its way into these here Internets. Where was the outrage, America?
Hello?
Anyone?
Yawn.
My guess is that these gallery owners, who obviously put a lot of work into outraging those of us on the right with an entire exhibit based on blasphemy, we’re pretty disappointed — not unlike Kevin Smith and his “Red State” debacle — that no one cared. But that’s because after decades of this kind of “art” — much of it funded by taxpayers — the only way to shock us anymore is by creating something, you know, beautiful, ennobling and uplifting. But that requires actual talent and humanity, so there you go…
So what happened at the R&R gallery during those two weeks in February? Did the Beautiful People show up and get blown away by all the new awesome talent they discovered after gazing upon Marlboro Jesus?
Nope.
You see, it’s not about art anymore, it’s about The Smug. To be an artist worthy of a gallery showing, years of schooling and struggle to perfect your craft is no longer necessary. All you need is the talent of a frustrated high school art teacher and a concept that will help the Beautiful People feel superior and sophisticated as they stroll through the gallery, sipping champagne and snickering at the bitter-clingers
Give ’em a reason to hate, and they will come.
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