What is art, a deuxieme manifesto on the dissisitudes of modern day epistemology?

December 23, 2007

Books are art, the glass over there is art.

I defined it as such.

 

This is art, when bought for $3.36 in british money that’s just a little more than a dollar fifty.

 

Second grade is art. There is art in you and on this ticket.

 Algerian is art ART Duchamp was an artist and guilty of it. Hey Pomp stop selling those pins, he isn’t innocent. Dali was a sell out and an artist, but Disney was the Pope! Guns aren’t art, we don’t won’t them not the futurists, they can take their automobiles and leave.  BYE Sans art Le gouvernement français est art.  Il n’y a rien d’art ici, sauf tout ce qui est art.  Germany lost world war two.  The Large Glass has another name. The Seven Dwarfs was a German story. Mickey Mouse represents an alliteration, art.  Art is in the paper, art is in the pen, art is on the tv, art is in the den, art lives in you, art comes from me, art sings to all, art’s done by a bee, art is something dumb, art is something fun, art is sometimes alive, and art is relentlessly a pun,  art can breath change, art can be thrown away, art can cause tears, art is here to stay.  That was a really dumb poem. This is war! You still owe me that $4.56                                                             I STAND FOR ART Tristan hurry up and come back to us before countless more go to art school. Hanz we have failed, and Earnst if you hadn’t painted Ubu, he would have gone unnoticed in today’s world.  We want NO violence, we are not the futurists or the idiot Dadaists who cried for such stupidity.  But should you see Mr. Ubu (he is no longer a king) KILL HIM! That is all! Free those confined by the trap.  R. Mutt I Salute You! Huysmans.


FAFA Manifesto, Version 1.86

November 16, 2007

FAFA ManifestoV1.86

            This world is dead! Yes dead and yet still dying. It needs life shocked violently back into its little limbs a shock so grand in principle that in reality it would at least do something. But first we must understand why. We must understand what caused and is causing this ultimate death. We have to ask the question: How did this pathetic little world die? The answer is in the dictionary, between the words “dad” and “daddy”. Please stop reading and look this up in your household dictionary before continuing, you know, the one you have in that living/dining/ whatever room that puts all of our history and culture into a little book created to create a formula for our world. If you continue reading without executing this operation you will not have the knowledge necessary to continue reading. Now what is between those words… it actually depends on the size of your dictionary for some there is a rather long description of an artistic movement ending before World War Two, for others there is NOTHING. So what am I talking about? What little word which so nicely divides two words of the same object. Why just a simple four letter word comprised of only two letters, DADA, a significantly meaningless expression that kicked this world into the 20th century. So Dada caused this death? NO NO DADA NO. Dada has died, and with it went the rest of the world not controlled by ambiguous significance. What we need is significant ambiguity! Thus it is a call to arms, or legs. FAFA demands a trial by air for those who committed the atrocity of killing DADA. Who killed it then, who is responsible for this blank world of nothing but an impressioned ideal of nothing? You are, I am, the Sam Fox School of yadadadada is, Wash U is, Bush is, Kerry too, so is America and Iraq as well as Russia and Australia, they can’t WTF out of this, Youtube, facebook, New York and especially Paris are. LA is because it is not New York, Hollywood is because it exists, Rowling and Brown are, the T-rex from Jurassic Park and the entire world are, and this computer is.

            So to understand why these people are involved in its death you have to first understand all the students in this world, yes it’s always the students, i.e. you people and me, who look upon                                                                               Fountain

 and see only categories of art, who sometimes can’t even see the                      studented aspects of themselves. We students have this sick blindness of looking upon tangible questions and see only answers. We get so riled up we demand the answers usurp the question and eat the brains of the questioners.                                    So we are still shocked by such question-inducing objects. Shocked enough to attempt to eradicate its existence and assert our answers. R. Mutt would be proud to know that his work still upsets the majority of students. But                                                 R. Mutt’s pride is neither here nor there, the question we need to ask now for the sake of FAFA is this: if these pieces of art/nonartare still so provocative as to bring someone to anger, why did the movement die?

            I say here and now that that doesn’t matter in the least. What matters is the need for a revolution, bring back the porcelain sculptures and nailed heads! I want freedom once again!  DADADADADADADADADA.

            L’art pour l’art, NO MORE, l’art pour le monde! Where the hell is Guernica now? STOP PAINTING THAT DAMN PAINTING OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN!!!!E

            So what can you do to save the world? That’s simple, burn M the institutions calling themselves schools of art, they serve no purpose, they work to continue the traditions that kill us and our future, I’m sick of “reproductive” artists, has production really died? R. Mutt once told me that the reason Dada died is that people are now post-shocked. Well god damn it! You people are stupid for that, I am stupid for that. Ubu has won now hasn’t he; we all followed him into the trap. Well I’m sick of the trap. Everyone grab your knives and stab the dictionaries, free yourselves from contemplation and education. Run naked in the streets and Dada, dada all the way to the next world. Dada the white house, and yellow houses and the blue houses and those houses without colors. Dada the films that only perpetuate film, dada tomorrow and yesterday, dada the moon and Spain. Dada V through W. Dada Dada and FAFA.