LONDON, May 26 (NYTimes) — A fire that began on Monday and ripped
through a warehouse in east London has destroyed millions of
dollars worth of work by leading contemporary British artists,
dozens of them from the vast collection of Charles Saatchi, the
warehouse's owner and Mr. Saatchi said on Wednesday.
Among the works that have been lost are pieces by Damien Hirst,
Sarah Lucas, Chris Ofili, Tracey Emin, Rachel Whiteread and Jake
and Dinos Chapman, all part of the influential and showy Young
British Artist movement championed and sustained by Mr. Saatchi
for the last 15 or so years.
Well-known works destroyed in the fire, which raged for two days
and leveled the warehouse, included Ms. Emin's "Everyone I Have
Ever Slept With 1963-1995," a tent on which she had stitched the
names of dozens of past lovers. In a statement Ms. Emin said she
was "very saddened" at the loss of works that "had great personal
and emotional value and are irreplaceable." She added, "It is a
great tragedy for British culture that so much art was destroyed
in the fire."
As for the Chapman brothers, whose depictions of mutilated plastic
dolls with extra limbs and genitals in strange places have attracted
attention and opprobrium, they reacted to the fire by telling The
Daily Telegraph that "Hell," the piece that was destroyed, was "only
art" and that they could make it again.
Among the lost modern masterpieces was the influential, "Kiss My
Ass" by Petey Petered, which was valued at 3.7 million pounds and
consisted of a single tissue of toilet paper taped to a bright red
piece of very rough cardboard.
The fire broke out early Monday in an industrial park full of small
businesses, spreading from another building into a warehouse
belonging to Momart, a company that specializes in handling, storing
and transporting art and antiquities. A spokesman for the Metropolitan
Police said that the fire was being "treated as suspicious" — which is
routine in such cases — but would not confirm reports that it had been
caused by explosions in gas canisters stored in a building adjoining
the art warehouse.
"No way," a spokesman for the coppers said, "No way this is a case
of art lovers suddenly regaining their sanity and trying to turn a
mountain of fraud into some good old-fashioned honest money by
torching the place for the insurance."
S D Rodrian
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> I heard they had to evacuate half of London to escape the smell of burning
> shit.
>
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If you'd like to see some of the wonders destroyed then here ya go
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/in_pictures/3751125.stm
(Yep, the shed's included!)
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>David Hamilton wrote:
>
>> I heard they had to evacuate half of London to escape the smell of burning
>> shit.
>>
>> --
>> Scribbler.
>>
>If you'd like to see some of the wonders destroyed then here ya go
>
>http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/in_pictures/3751125.stm
>
>(Yep, the shed's included!)
Man, I gotta get me in the art racket!
"And eet is now ze grande opening of ze new show by El Josho, who eez
over there, eating up ze crackerz and drinking ze wine while so kindly
chatting with ze female art admirers who aire particulairly cute or
riche.
"Obseerve the great delicacy vith vich ze artiste has arranged hees
'My Ratty Old Shoes #15.' Eet is at the zame time outrageously
expereemental, forcing us as nevaire before to confront ze confluence
of ze mundane and ze artistic, and a profound statement about ze
ordinairy life.
"Is ze aptly-named 'soles,' for example, not a clevaire conjunction of
'sole' and 'soul,' not a profound expression of ze metaphysical
yearnings of ze earthbound? Are ze downtrodden of the earth not
represented by ze vacancies in ze solez, vhich ve, in our lust to make
zense of an uncaring univerze, have christened 'holes'?
"Thus ve zee in ze zenzitive vision of ze artiste ze zuffering of ze
humanity in ze vace of oppression and shoeism. Eet ees no wonder that
zees importante work is expected to breeng $105,000."
--
Josh
To reply by email, delete "REMOVE" from the email address.
God, I have got to so learn me a foreign language. How impressed am I with
that? If that doesn't pull all the birds nothing will.
Regards
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"Poetry is in the eye of the beholder, but critique goes all the way to the
bone"
My poetry is at: http://www.wordsthatstay.net/scribbler.htm
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>
> Among the works that have been lost are pieces by Damien Hirst,
http://www.guardian.co.uk/arts/gallery/image/0,8543,-10404640117,00.html
always good for a laugh
> Sarah Lucas,
http://www.guardian.co.uk/arts/gallery/image/0,8543,-10604640117,00.html
shades of Hans Bellmer in her work
>Chris Ofili,
http://www.guardian.co.uk/arts/gallery/image/0,8543,-11504640117,00.html
this was the one that got Guliani in a huff.
>Tracey Emin,
glad it burned
>Rachel Whiteread
http://www.tate.org.uk/britain/turnerprize/20years/whiteread.htm
She makes my favourite civic art, check out the holocaust memorial in
Vienna, very Freudian, negative space etc ...
and Jake
> and Dinos Chapman,
http://www.guardian.co.uk/arts/gallery/image/0,8543,-11904640117,00.html
These guys are my favourites. "Hell" is great.
-Aidan
all part of the influential and showy Young
> British Artist movement championed and sustained by Mr. Saatchi
> for the last 15 or so years.
>
> Well-known works destroyed in the fire, which raged for two days
> and leveled the warehouse, included Ms. Emin's "Everyone I Have
> Ever Slept With 1963-1995," a tent on which she had stitched the
> names of dozens of past lovers. In a statement Ms. Emin said she
> was "very saddened" at the loss of works that "had great personal
> and emotional value and are irreplaceable." She added, "It is a
> great tragedy for British culture that so much art was destroyed
> in the fire."
>
> As for the Chapman brothers, whose depictions of mutilated plastic
> dolls with extra limbs and genitals in strange places have attracted
> attention and opprobrium, they reacted to the fire by telling The
> Daily Telegraph that "Hell," the piece that was destroyed, was "only
> art" and that they could make it again.
>
> Among the lost modern masterpieces was the influential, "Kiss My
> Ass" by Petey Petered, which was valued at 3.7 million pounds and
> consisted of a single tissue of toilet paper taped to a bright red
> piece of very rough cardboard.
>
> The fire broke out early Monday in an industrial park full of small
> businesses, spreading from another building into a warehouse
> belonging to Momart, a company that specializes in handling, storing
> and transporting art and antiquities. A spokesman for the Metropolitan
> Police said that the fire was being "treated as suspicious" - which is
> routine in such cases - but would not confirm reports that it had been
:O) It seems to help if you can claim some heart rending reason for
the shoes etc...
a quick google images throws up many of Tracey's delights (Wearing of
blindfold when looking at the artist is recommended
http://images.google.co.uk/images?q=tracey%20emin&hl=en&lr=&ie=UTF-8&safe=off&sa=N&tab=wi
Hey, I'm working on "Dirty Dishes 3801" right now -- a representation
of the heavy burden of labor while at the same time a paean to the
remnants of the pre-industrial age and a celebration of lunch.
But eet ees eazy, you need only use zees seemple table:
Language Rules
French Replace "the" with "ze"
Italian Add "-a"
Spanish Add "-o"
German Replace "and" with "und"
Japanese Replace "r" with "l"
Then insult your nearest neighbors unless they happen to be Germany,
in which case you're probably best off fawning.
So true. SO TRUE. Poor Ms. Emin, whose "Everyone I Have Ever Slept With
1963-1995," (a tent on which she had stitched the names of dozens of past
lovers) is an especially sad case because her memory is going and the SIZEs
of the labels she had used for the names of her johns were not coincidental.
To recreate her masterpiece she'd have to visit all those johns and get
their measurements all over again. You know, "Hello, John. I'll just be
a minute: Could you recreate when we made love for me so I can take your
inside leg? You know: Think of Ted in the nude, like you used to." It could
be very embarrassing after all these years.
S D Rodrian
http://poems.sdrodrian.com
> Hey, I'm working on "Dirty Dishes 3801" right now -- a representation
> of the heavy burden of labor while at the same time a paean to the
> remnants of the pre-industrial age and a celebration of lunch.
I think that modernism became canonical in the '40s and '50s, with the
generation of writers like Nabokov and painters like Rothko. Observing the
various commentaries surrounding the demise of the Saatchi gallery, I'm
continually shocked by just how traditional and canonical painters like
Picasso are held to be, as if he were an old master. I suppose the cogs in
the machine of the culture industry have, since the end of the second world
war, been turning to ensure the institutionalisation of modernism just as
the western war machine has been ensuring the continuing spread of
capitalism.
-Aidan
Rob
--
Rob Evans
Poetry is the needle that pricks your finger.
Everything else is the haystack.
I'm forced to report, in a fit of contrition, that hunger overcame the
muse and I destroyed my immortal artwork for the sake of a hamburger.
Ah, Parnassus! Thy slopes are steep.
You must start afresh, it'll be worth it
But Modernism is close to 100 years old now. Does anyone doubt at this
point that Picasso is canonical? One can argue about the status of
lesser luminaries -- history will make its choice -- but Picasso,
Joyce, and the other masters of early Modernism aren't much farther
from us than Dickens or Twain were from our parents or grandparents,
albeit we're separated by a chasm of style.
To me, the unholy alliance of critic, academic, gallery, and auction
house to which I believe you refer has been responsible for the fact
that decadent works which have much the same relationship to the
innovations of early Modernism as icon worship and pardons do to the
ministry of Jesus are widely touted, though in most cases they're no
more innovative, aesthetically interesting, or philosophically
engaging than wallpaper.
Modernism, in a sense, is its own antidote, since in founding a school
it denies what it is.
It's a series, like El Greco's Christ Driving the Money Lenders from
the Temple or Monet's water lillies. With every stroke of the brush, I
mine new aesthetic possibilities and bring my approach closer to
perfection.
Or the Virgin Mary . . .
:O) Damnb that was fast! You replied a minute before I wrote it!
>:O) Damnb that was fast! You replied a minute before I wrote it!
Well, you know, I'm a time traveler from the future, sent back to end
the plague of bad art before it results in a new ice age ruled by
Nazis.
Not the peas and carrots! Anything but the peas and carrots!
Zorry, it izz zer fish fingerz!
-- Cm~
Mit zer beard?
Mrs. Paul ain't got no beard. Her fisherman do though.
-- Cm~
>
>Well, you know, I'm a time traveler from the future, sent back to end
>the plague of bad art before it results in a new ice age ruled by
>Nazis.
Degenerate artists.
-Aidan
Ever wonder what's in those things? The theory I came up with in sixth
grade was fins, eyeballs, and lamprey suckers, and I've never been
given a reason to revise it . . .
>
>Josh Hill wrote in message <2p0fb05q48hs5a04n...@4ax.com>...
>
>>
>>Well, you know, I'm a time traveler from the future, sent back to end
>>the plague of bad art before it results in a new ice age ruled by
>>Nazis.
>
>Degenerate artists.
Really. I mean, that Virgin Mary should have been made of something
classy like Yak dung.
But it is rescued from curing itself by its method, which makes it
its own asshole, even though that, too, denies what it is.
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The most essential gift for a good writer is
a built-in, shock-proof, shit detector. -- Hemingway
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Zo, zat is who she hazz in der wardrobe!
Fish anuses? :O)
Or the frozen sperm of the grey whale.
>
>You must start afresh, it'll be worth it
Hey Paul! Long time no see!
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No wonder they weren't very filling . . .
So true. SO TRUE. Poor Ms. Emin, whose "Everyone I Have Ever Slept With
1963-1995," (a tent on which she had stitched the names of dozens of past
lovers) is an especially sad case because her memory is going and the SIZEs
of the labels she had used for the names of her johns were not coincidental.
To recreate her masterpiece she'd have to visit all those johns and get
their measurements all over again. You know, "Hello, John. I'll just be
a minute: Could you recreate when we made love for me so I can take your
inside leg? You know: Think of Ted in the nude, like you used to." It could
be very embarrassing after all these years.
S D Rodrian
http://poems.sdrodrian.com
http://physics.sdrodrian.com
http://democracy.sdrodrian.com
Lawyers. (Hence the smell.)
/Chinese/ carp, mabye?
And what would be the name of this movement?
Thourn Whaul
ȼǻ
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Britart... otherwise generally known as Shitart. Ms Emin is actually
being quoted saying she's not upset about the loss of art but at
people's reaction to that loss... she has finally realised that she's
shit and we know she is.
The Bowel Movement.
By George I Believe I Got It.
Tnx.
Hadn't heard the term, only saw some of the stuff with the
assertion that it was "School."
> Ms Emin is actually
> being quoted saying she's not upset about the loss of art but at
> people's reaction to that loss... she has finally realised that she's
> shit and we know she is.
Heh. Hope for the species, and like that...
>
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No no, that was before it and inpired the next,
"Matchcannobullisam" (longest 'isam in history)
A match, a cannister and mind your own business, hahaha...
Thourn Whaul
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I've always found that if you don't know
it's always best to wait to see if it's
followed by a rim-shot. You have NO IDEA
how many M&Ms I've gotten plunked with
just for asking people around me, "Was
that a joke? Is THAT a joke?" So few persons
nowadays are courteous enough to let you know
whether the thing was a joke or not... and my
brain isn't what it was 30/40 years ago (hairy).
Take it from someone who's "in the know" on
this: I happen to be all mobbed up. No. Wait:
I'm... completely medicated. Yeah. That's it.
I knew it was one of those.
>
>
>
> Bigolhomo