Rob and DaleC are pretentious (but useful) idiots. They do a disservice to art while pretending to enlighten the masses. While Rob's big argument is my lack of grammatical persuasion, he can't write two simple comments without making grammatical mistakes himself. It's also clear-he did not get it.
And DaleC obviously doesn't "get it"-so much for his "artistic" resume. I suggest he doubles up on his gallery visits and asks lots and lots of questions-he might learn something.
A recent acquaintance was under the impression that I had not seen this and linked it to me. I was reminded of all the ridiculous arguments that I could only observe from a distance-as I would have spent weeks responding to just a portion of them. The only reason I am taking the time to respond to these comments now, is because this particular article was written in my home town of Atlanta. I'm impressed by the fact that of all of the artists in this town, many who know me, not one of them took the time to comment and explain the concept of creative license to these two pseudo-intellectuals.
I wrote a piece explaining this piece and my impression regarding the Atlanta art communities response here: http://bighollywood.breitbart.com/aalvilla…
I won't re-read it now, but I might have left out how this story was covered by the art critics and local papers in Atlanta as a news story and not an art story. That's what an insider at Art Papers told me when I asked him why they chose not to write a single word about this episode. An episode that involved public art and quite possibly the most controversial work of art-ever- in Atlanta. DUH!
I enjoy that you are addressing some important topics. Personally, I would have been a good interview for this considering I am more familiar with negative blogs/posts about me on the internet then anyone I can think of in Atlanta. Maybe why certain artists are chosen for articles would make a good post?
Remember-I'm the artist who was labeled a racist by the media here in Atlanta and both the right and the left took issue with my "FfOoRrMhUaLtAe" piece.
Apparently, I'm an equal opportunity offender-I've even been shunned by the art community. Or maybe people are just a little too quick on the emotional draw and way too uninformed or too ideological to see the painting before them.
Dayna Thacker said:
"I do think about it because something will come up that's some blog ... I've never heard of and I've never seen, and it's someone's personal thing. And they've found my work God knows how, and they've posted an image of it."
Cinque Hicks said:
The Rockets' Red Glare
Alvaro Alvillar, "Stand Up"
(not shown in this copy/ paste is my painting) www.studioartservices.com
Welcome to Independence Day, my most despised of all holidays. This is not a political statement. This is a statement about the kid with the sensitive ears for whom every firecracker sounded like a bomb going off right behind his eyeballs, and yet being dragged to fireworks-ridden parades, festivals and picnics anyway. This is about the kid who ran away from all the noise with a sparkler in hand (oh wonderful, quiet sparklers!) to salvage the holiday with minimal threat of nerve damage. Those who know me: can you recall ever seeing me outdoors on the 4th of July? That's right, and you never will. (Sure, there was that one year when I met you, Cherylyn, downtown and you remarked how the entire East Village was drenched in the scent of CK1, which was popular at the time, and that goddam kid lit a fire cracker right in front of me. And I spent the rest of the night jumping at every crack and pop, which was pretty much constantly. That was an anomaly.) No, Independence Day circa 2006 features Cinqué at home, searching the internet for suitable, America-themed art and refreshing himself on the proper use of a fire extinguisher.
Oh say can you see how much I hate you, you cursed holiday?
Let's remember the real reason for it anyway. Celebrate your independence, you bastards! Write something, say something free! Say it loud and don't let any motherfucker tell you you can't say it.
Posted by: MAZE on Tuesday, 4 Jul 2006 | 7:01 PM
"When I Google my name," says Thacker, "I've experienced just bizarre things popping up."
I, Alvaro Alvillar, can relate.
Scroll down to "The Rockets Red Glare" for an example of an artists work being used (without permission) in what could be a misrepresentation of what his work represents:
And this by the author of this article.
No comments? About the best that can be said about some of the Atlanta collectors leaves us with the fact that some of us artists will never be invited to dinner or bought by them because of the color of our skin-no matter how talented we are-and there are no comments? Gee...and to think that I thought the fact that there are no real champions (among our Atlanta institutions and/or critics) of local talent was our biggest problem!
"We've come a long way, baby!"
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