"Alternative" art first caught my attention a couple of years ago when I visited a small gallery in London that exhibited shit work - literally I mean: sculptures, a lot of them, made by what I recall being a Spanish or South American artist who employs faecis and turn them into art objects. Then there was a dog by the same artist, whom he let die of starvation while calling the process "modern art".

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The Tate has just bought some William Blake hand-made pictures. The inscription for one of them, depicting a naked man clasping his head in pain as he is consumed by flames, reads: "I sought Pleasure & found Pain." My thought exactly every morning when I go to work; I wonder if I also look the same. The museum paid £441m for these pieces.



Thursday, 25 February 2010

He said YES!


Mr. Balka has agreed to be interviewed for my dissertation.

Very cryptic, he said to try at the start of next week.

My friend says he reminds her of a member of the Addams family gone missing and the black box at Tate Modern just gives her the creeps.

But I can only thank Mr. Balka for giving me this opportunity!
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