Event: Phillips de Pury Contemporary London (Evening) Sale
Date: 29 June 2009
Time: 1900h
Auction Summary:
1. Sales totalled up to ₤4,227,000 (excluding premiums), underperforming low-end estimate by 21.7%.
2. 30 of 40 lots sold, with 75.0% sell-through rate.
3. 12 lots sold above high estimate, 11 lots sold within estimated range, 7 lots sold below low estimate.
Do you find yourself reciting the inspirational formulae and predicting with 99.5% accuracy the sob stories behind each tattoo featured by tattoo institutions like Miami Ink, LA Ink and London Ink? I know I stopped my pseudo-religious ritual of flicking onto Discovery Channel at the relevant time slots a long time ago.
Celtic, Tribal, Neo-Tribal, Maori, Biker, Chinese, Photo-Realistic and Erotic tattoo styles - you’ve heard them all, seen them all. Bold, beautiful and grandiose works produced by dedicated, passionate and highly-skilled tattooists.
If however, you are looking for something different, quirkier, less traditional and yet edgy, check out Québécois tattoist Yann Travaille whose style smacks of Tim Burton and my favourite artist-tattoist Leon.
What goes around comes around.
What is art to someone is vandalism to some others. What is beauty to Bansky is unadulterated ugliness to others.
And it seems Bansky’s boomerang has returned to Bristol to hit him with a thud. Two thuds to be precise; Two of his artistic murals were vandalized this week. I’m staying tuned for more…
Has the King of artistic social commentary finally met his match?
1st Hit: ‘Windows Lovers’ (on wall of a Bristol sexual health clinic)
(image: cbcnews.ca)
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In my 12 June entry, I gave undivided attention to an artist I thought everyone knows. I was wrong. My still good friend, JT, skipped the lengthy entry… because she didn’t know wtf Koons is.
So, to all JT’s out there, here’s a 5-points bluffer’s guide to Jeff Koons:
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What do the Queen, Richard Branson and Angelina Jolie eventually have in common with men-on-the-street?
Death. La mort. 死 亡.
Grim Reaper spares no one. And when it is time, GR will personally invite you to a DoD - Dance of Death.
… after you have been stripped of your corpus, beauty and earthly possessions but hopefully not your soul.
Something about an abandoned hospital inconveniently located at a secluded spot that stops you in your rat race tracks and forces you to ponder about mortality.
Welcome to Necropolis (formerly known as Changi Hospital (CH)) …
… so a budding Yoshitomo Nara of a neophyte, with an explorer’s thirst for charting unknown and forbidden territories humorously declared:
This is a story about love.
Once upon a time, there lived a girl and a boy who fell in love with each other and got married. Dorothy was a librarian and Herb a humble postal worker. They live in a simple 1-bedroom, rent controlled apartment. In 1962, Herb & Dorothy Vogel went to the National Gallery of Art for their honeymoon and it was there that Dorothy had her first art lesson. (more…)
Who needs Fast (aka Speed) when you’ve got Farmer.
Who needs Jack Rabbit (THE vibrator that gained celebrity status in Sex and the City) when you’ve got Jeff’s Rabbit.
I’m talking about the 4th edition of Nuit Blanche - an annual sunset to sunrise Contemporary Art festival that will be parading the streets of Toronoto coming 3 October. (more…)
I had the privilege of viewing this profound installation art entitled “Purple Thumb”, measuring 4.0m x 2.0m x 2.5m, constructed from raw materials questionably obtained from our industrial sewage system.
Deliberately set against the backdrop of an abandoned dirt track with sparsely populated flora just off Seletar Farmway Track lOl, the crux of the artist’s message revolves around the hypocrisy and irony of recent trends in green-centric consumerism.
A disclaimer to start off with: I am NOT sponsored by the wonderful 3M and Scotch… yet, I hope.
Like one of those juicy scandals that even the most virtous priest would find difficult not to divulge, Scotch’s Donut Dispenser is simply too delicious to not tell anyone about. I’m one of those lucky ones who always had PAs – belonging to the group, running around in Diner Dash style, making sure that the cupboards were stockpiled with quality stationery.
