Archive for the ‘The Political’ Category

I’ve found an article about Iran’s National Olympic Committee who claims that London’s olympic logo spells out “Zion.” Actually, this obsession of “looking awry” has become a tradition. I remember the same claim against ‘Coca-Cola’ logo: one may spells out the arabic words consisting the message: “Neither Mohammed, Nor Mecca” by looking the english logo-type [...]

Olympic police (re)action figure

Posted: December 13, 2011 by jamesrrellison in The Museum, The Political
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Here is an interesting image I found and the blog link it originates from. Dan Hancox blog    

Museum = Prison by Monty Catsin

Posted: November 12, 2011 by jamesrrellison in The Museum, The Political, The Prison

the prison does not exist

Posted: October 27, 2011 by jamesrrellison in The Political, The Prison
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As a visitor/viewer in Wormwood Scrubs it felt like a simulacra of a prison rather than an actual penitentiary. The initial processing was as if subjected to a bizarre ticket system, where restrictions on height are replaced with restrictions on objects. The ticket office as the security station providing tokens (keys) to the attraction ahead. [...]

Yesterday evening a few of us found ourselves in an audience with Turner prize winning artist Jeremy Deller. A bit of history, Deller never went art school instead he studied Art History and so ‘he never had the traditional trajectory expected of art students  college > studio> gallery’. His work never involves ‘making a mess’ [...]

Parachuting How does one recognize the difference between actively engaging in a ‘dialogue’ vs.  actively inviting oneself to a dialogue? Does a dialogue need to be ‘encouraged’, or does it fail to be a true communication precisely once it becomes encouraged and promoted? Doesn’t the promotion of it stand exactly for its immediate ossification; a [...]

“Let me say right at the start that in my opinion the first requirement for an artist is to know how to swim. I also feel that art, in the mysterious state corresponding to form in a wrestler, is situated more in the guts than in the brain, and that is why it exasperates me [...]