17-10-2018, 15:55
I just wondered if this might be the ideal solution to a hard Irish border:-
With his saggy hamburgers, colossal clothespins and giant three-way plugs, Claes Oldenburg has been the reigning king of Pop sculpture since the early 1960s, back when New York was still truly gritty. In 1961 he rented a storefront, called it The Store, and stocked it with stuffed, crudely-painted forms resembling diner food, cheap clothing, and other mass-manufactured items that stupefied an audience accustomed to the austere, non-representational forms in Abstract Expressionist sculpture. These so-called "soft-sculptures" are now hailed as the first sculptural expressions in Pop art. While his work has continued to grow in scale and ambition, his focus has remained steadfast: everyday items are presented on a magnified scale that reverses the traditional relationship between viewer and object. Oldenburg shrinks the spectator into a bite-sized morsel that might be devoured along with a giant piece of cake, or crushed by an enormous ice pack. His work shows us just how small we are, and serves as a vehicle for his smart, witty, critical, and often wickedly funny insights on American culture over the past half-century.
"I am for an art that is political-erotical-mystical, that does something more than sit on its ass in a museum."
Claes Oldenburg
Dear old Tusk he keeps rattling on about his opposition to a hard border in Ireland and then he sees no irony in demanding CONCRETE proposals ......
.... and he keeps referring back to having your cake and eating it, when a much better analogy would be the penny and the bun. Poor deluded muskrat little sod, nine-stone wet-through and marooned between Merkel and Macron, cared for by Jean-Claude. What a life! Wouldn't it just be a kindness to him for Mrs May to say, "Okay we'll stay, but only if there's free cake ....."?
With his saggy hamburgers, colossal clothespins and giant three-way plugs, Claes Oldenburg has been the reigning king of Pop sculpture since the early 1960s, back when New York was still truly gritty. In 1961 he rented a storefront, called it The Store, and stocked it with stuffed, crudely-painted forms resembling diner food, cheap clothing, and other mass-manufactured items that stupefied an audience accustomed to the austere, non-representational forms in Abstract Expressionist sculpture. These so-called "soft-sculptures" are now hailed as the first sculptural expressions in Pop art. While his work has continued to grow in scale and ambition, his focus has remained steadfast: everyday items are presented on a magnified scale that reverses the traditional relationship between viewer and object. Oldenburg shrinks the spectator into a bite-sized morsel that might be devoured along with a giant piece of cake, or crushed by an enormous ice pack. His work shows us just how small we are, and serves as a vehicle for his smart, witty, critical, and often wickedly funny insights on American culture over the past half-century.
"I am for an art that is political-erotical-mystical, that does something more than sit on its ass in a museum."
Claes Oldenburg
Dear old Tusk he keeps rattling on about his opposition to a hard border in Ireland and then he sees no irony in demanding CONCRETE proposals ......
.... and he keeps referring back to having your cake and eating it, when a much better analogy would be the penny and the bun. Poor deluded muskrat little sod, nine-stone wet-through and marooned between Merkel and Macron, cared for by Jean-Claude. What a life! Wouldn't it just be a kindness to him for Mrs May to say, "Okay we'll stay, but only if there's free cake ....."?