The
advertising dude who allegedly came up with the “yo quiero taco bell” campaign
using a chihuahua has parlayed the wealth he “earned” as a brilliant
advertising type into a role as local arts gatekeeper, who allows shit he knows
about to thrive while shit he has no clue about continues to exist in the margins.
The Columbus discovery metaphor of these types, who have to be exposed to good
shit, in order for good shit to have access to all the spaces they hold the
keys to, remains too true and annoying as fuck. Anyways, he recently posted a
nude selfie of himself meditating or some shit, on social media, to show you
just how easy it is, at least for an economically comfortable 50-something
white man, to remain calm in these trying and terrible times. Also, he is an
artist, the authentic kind that has access to shows (because of the
aforementioned holding of keys), so if you’re a young physically attractive
femme-appearing local artist, look out. I bet he’s got a photography project
you’d be perfect for – artistic sexy pictorials taken in his studio. One time,
I did a reading or some shit at a lady’s teaching building thing, to “expose” myself
to new people. This dude’s ex was one of the attendees, and I was supposed to
be excited to meet her, because of the opportunities such meetings opened up.
That whole method of people becoming considered valid and supported artists is
bullshit, and full of ways for those with the power (like ol’ yo quiero taco
bell dude) to exploit that power to their own benefit. So as we burn everything
down, I ask you to not just think globally, or nationally, but also burn down
bullshit locally as well. Because it’s a lot of shit local that needs some
fire.
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