Fidel Castronaut posted:

lol. the aesthetic of fascism back then were all these paintings and the aesthetic of fascism today is loving pepe. god loving drat.

Man Musk posted:

Boosted_C5 posted:

Prostrate yourselves before Trump. Admit before God and man your sinful ways. Acknowledge the moral superiority of the common man and woman who made Trump President.

devtesla posted:

https://twitter.com/bobbyfinger/status/804803042851885057

http://pagesix.com/tag/art-basel/

I love art

Mariana Horchata posted:

can a tweet be considered 'art'?

https://twitter.com/dril/status/134787490526658561

quote:

This is the closest thing we have to a canonical tweet, and it’s probably the one I think about the most:

"YO AALIYAH DONT FILL UP ON ALL DAT BREAD GIRL…..GOT A BIG MEAL COMING WHEN WE LAND Really makes ya think. Eat the bread everyone. Namaste."

When I think of this tweet my thoughts go like this:

Aaliyah is dead and that is hosed up. I loved her voice a lot, I love the light-touch singers best and she was the lightest light-touch singer. She had the ability to just barely land and still feel the note — she was Princess and the Pea with the note 8 mattresses under her! I think of her technique as being trusting, but I think of it that way in retrospect.

If you don’t want to look at tender huge graffiti of her face on big walls all day every day then I don’t even know how to talk to you.

The quieter, the sweeter, the especially intimate voices — is it natural to feel that they are more ours? That the people who own them have more to do with us? Is that why we feel the way we do about Aaliyah?

Why do I feel the way I do about Aaliyah, and if I feel that way about her then why do I laugh at this tweet?

Well, “laughing” is not exactly what I do. More like, “sit staring at it with a sort of appalled reverence, wondering what kind of person I am.”

The reason people like @graeyalien are funnier than “twitter comedians” is because their tweets operate in two more dimensions. They consider who is speaking the tweet, and they consider whether the tweet looks funny. They create a character, and they apply small systematic derangements of punctuation, spelling, and capitalization appropriate to that character.

The recognizable speaker of this tweet is … a white aunt in Manitou Springs?

It makes you picture an Olive Garden moment on a plane that has entered into myth. The dishonesty of myth is that it makes you forget that the Olive Garden moments ever took place — not on that plane, not on that day, not between those two people.

If I think of the people in my life who have told me not to fill up on bread, it is an intimate circle of people. In my life only the people who cared a great deal for me have told me not to fill up on the bread.

Who is speaking? Who is telling her not to eat the bread? The voice is … paternalistic, which seems right because that’s how I remember people treating her even when she was alive. She seemed to arouse more than usual feelings of protectiveness. Protectiveness, paternalism are complicated. But somehow it always sounded nice when Timbaland called her “baby girl.”

But Timbaland would’ve told her to eat as much bread as she wanted. Oh my God. Timbaland would have baked bread for her himself.

She didn’t seem like the type who would eat all the bread. Maybe she really loved the bread! Maybe her handlers didn’t want her to eat it! Maybe she didn’t want to eat too much of it because her stomach had gotten so famous at that point.

Remember when we were all showing our stomachs, and wearing like enormous cargo pants and sports bras outside in the daytime? What the hell was that?

Actually that was awesome and I wish that it would happen again.

But not at the cost of eating the bread.

At some point she got abs? Which because I am visual always made me think of her breath pouring and tumbling down inside her like a cataract of water, over and past the boulders of abs, and the notes having to climb up over them on the way out.

Wikipedia: “In 1998, she hired a personal trainer to keep in shape, and exercised five days a week and ate diet foods.”

I was not allowed to show my stomach, at that time. I probably wouldn’t have showed it even if I HAD been allowed, because stomachs seemed so vulnerable to me.

It is tempting to view a person who died in a plane crash as being entirely vulnerable, even in her lifetime.

Neither was I allowed to listen to hip-hop. Well, it wasn’t so much that I wasn’t allowed as that — hip-hop was seen to be somehow ridiculous, and as having nothing to do with us.

But that is what I loved the best. I could give a gently caress about an electric guitar.

I was 18 years old, and she was 22, and for years her music had been everywhere, and I didn’t mind at all.

Not all of this information is present in the tweet, but the tweet walks arm-in-arm with all this information.

The art we like the best is generally the art that has the greatest access to us. So. This tweet has tremendous access to my feelings about Aaliyah. Aaliyah’s voice had tremendous access to me.

Aaliyah would have been on Twitter. It is hosed up that she is dead.

Eat the bread everyone.

Namaste.

Pener Kropoopkin posted:

I am dead serious. If you want to understand the aesthetic and social sensibilities of the 21st century fascist, read the lore for the Imperium of Man in WH40K. Those dorks can't get enough of it.

Pener Kropoopkin posted:

I am dead serious. If you want to understand the aesthetic and social sensibilities of the 21st century fascist, read the lore for the Imperium of Man in WH40K. Those dorks can't get enough of it.

Rand alPaul posted:

Art in the Trump Era will have lots of scantily dressed women paired with overly macho, heroic men who resort to violence. It'll emphasize romanticized ideas about how things should be and not how they are. Everything will be reduced to a soundbite or a simple phrase, think of corporate slogans and bumper sticker rhetoric.

Rand alPaul posted:

Art in the Trump Era will have lots of scantily dressed women paired with overly macho, heroic men who resort to violence. It'll emphasize romanticized ideas about how things should be and not how they are. Everything will be reduced to a soundbite or a simple phrase, think of corporate slogans and bumper sticker rhetoric.

merry exmarx posted:

Danh Vō - Pao Soft, 2010 (gold leaf on cardboard)

trump-rear end flag

get that OUT of my face posted:

art might get better, but tv/movies/music/etc. won't, comedy definitely won't, and neither will pop culture/art criticism. all of those will continue to equate good politics with good art, and we will be worse off for it

Kurtofan posted:

what about video games.

devtesla posted:

"I don’t know what Art Basel is."

Al! posted:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sTfbBvIEbfA

ElPez posted:

Banned except for dating sims.

Kurtofan posted:

what about video games.

blamegame posted:

lol but serious question has anyone read

and is it good

Kull the Conqueror posted:

I always return to this great quote by documentarian Leo Hurwitz, referencing life as a radical in the 30s although it feels universal:

"In general there was a guerrilla war between the world of art and intellect and the world of politics and business, with the guerrillas winning the war on the battlefields of books, painting, and music, and the establishment so impervious that it did not know it was being attacked."

Al! posted:

i feel the same way about the architect frank gehry although i think his soulless red vine twist corporate towers