What is to be done?
The latest edition of the ICA’s Roland magazine is now available as a PDF and features, inter alia, new artwork by Laura Oldfield Ford. Past editions have featured Billy Childish.
3:AM Asia Top 5: Ian Condry
Ian Condry is Associate Professor, Comparative Media Studies at MIT and author of Hip-Hop Japan: Rap and the Paths of Cultural Globalization (2006, Japanese tr. 2009). He is also organiser of the Cool Japan: Media, Culture, Technology research project at MIT/Harvard and his The Soul of Anime: Collaborative Creativity and Japan’s Media Success Story is […]
Stuck Inn XI: The Art Damien Hirst Stole
Another time, LeKay showed Hirst a photo of one of his works, a split-open sheep in a crucified posture. Hirst asked its date and – when told 1986 or 87 – became very quiet. “He got fidgety, bugged in the ride back in the car to the city. Began making odd comments out of context. At the time it made no sense. Then the next morning Tanya called me frantic, telling me he smashed up the kitchen he was staying at. She said, ”what the fuck did you say to him?’ ” “I said, ‘Nothing. All I did was show him slides of my old work, the meat pieces, to let him know I had done work like he was doing years before him. To me it wasn’t a big deal, but to him it was for some reason. If I knew it would have upset him so much, I would never have shown the slides to him.’ She said, ‘You have no idea how envious he is of you.'”
Charles Thomson on the art Damien Hirst stole.
Remains
Her wall was covered in cut-outs from the NME and Melody Maker. There were quite a few pictures of Richey from the Manics – a blow-up of the ‘razored arm shot’ – though she did admit the Manic Street Preachers’ music was pretty crap. A large poster of Joy Division hung opposite the bed. In black and white, the four members climbed a subway stairs; a quietly paranoid Ian Curtis glancing over his shoulder to face the camera. I’d only heard a couple of their songs before, but Hannah played me their albums. She told me Curtis hanged himself in his kitchen, and was discovered by his wife. ‘I Remember Nothing’ was the most chilling song I’d ever heard.
By Michael Keenaghan.