Chicks with dicks
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imomusHere in Berlin we like parties. Where you have just one party, we tend to have two. And so, at Berlin art shows, there's a tradition to have one party for the vernissage (opening) and another for the finissage (closing). I was asked to DJ last night at a finissage party for Robin Hood, an art show held on the 16th floor of a commercial building near Potsdamer Platz. For the show, French artist Christine Rebet shot videos of Robin Hood as a woman, falling through space against a darkened background. Asked why she cast Robin as a woman, Rebet replies: 'In the first descriptions of Robin Hood, we hear of a game during the May Day festival where Robin and his followers choose figures and play their roles contrary to their usual place in society... The character of Maid Marian is dressed as Robin or mistaken for Robin. There are no barriers of gender relations.'
Since the theme is spring carnival and gender masque, I play Wicker Man folk, splicing medieval estampies with ethnographic field recordings. Robin Hood is a theme I warm to. In fact my mother, an obsessive genealogist, recently told me that her researches show we are related to the merry man of Sherwood Forest; her maiden name is Hood. Anyway, the party's great, there's a harpsichord concert and the Schaubuhne dancers show up, confirming that this is indeed the hippest gig in town (their presence awards any party an instant 5 star rating).
Christine Rebet is a woman working in art. My mother is a woman who writes books about Hebridean local history. Nobody has so far put them in special women-only group shows about 'women in art' or articles about 'women who also manage to be historians' or documentaries about 'women mothers'. Yet this is exactly what art gallery Kunst-Werke has done. The top floor of the Berlin Biennale at Kunst-Werke, which I revisited on Friday, is devoted to a display of album covers by the Berlin Chicks With Dicks clique: Chicks on Speed, Angie Reed, Peaches, Kevin Blechdom... The Chicks With Dicks are not merely expat women who happen to be music artists currently living in Berlin. If that were the case, Berlin music artists like Anne Laplantine would be here with them. No, the Chicks With Dicks are women musicians (and non-musicians: most of the Chicks on Speed music is programmed by men) who put gender at the very centre of what they do. Hello, we're the Chicks on Speed and we don't play guitars! Hello, I'm Kevin Blechdom and my album is called 'Bitches in Britches'! Hello, I'm Angie Reed and here's a photo of me dressed up as a secretary with two males in suits kneeling in front of me kissing my rings. Hello, I'm Peaches and I wear a beard and do the most incredibly ironic-phallic cock rock live show you've ever seen, it's a scream! Some people don't like my crotch, but fuck 'em!
Whereas Christine Rebet's Robin Hood becomes a woman, these artists are becoming men. There's a similarly carnivalesque cross-dressing element to what they do, but of course in Rock the carnival lasts all year, and crotch-tight motley is a kind of uniform. The Dicky Chicks are playing all sorts of double games. They're well-connected networkers with business nous who want their commerce to pass for art. They've got an old skool feminist 'sisters are doing it for themselves' angle, but if you point out that (unlike the absent Anne Laplantine) they're getting male programmers to do most of it for them, well, that's because they're really curators and not artisans. They can't play and they're proud of it! Punk rock!
There's a certain amount of cake eating (out) and having going on, of gender capitulation disguised as gender revolution. The clique's motto could be 'Our clits are dicks'. Behaviour we'd normally associate with ageing right wing phallorock satyrs like Aerosmith can get trotted out in a Peaches show as some kind of political statement about empowerment. Marketing we'd normally be able to tune out as commercial noise has to be paid attention to when it comes from the Chicks with Dicks because their marketing is art. They went to art school! They've read about Situationism! Punk rock! Wanna get your art shown in a Berlin gallery? Well, you'll have to wait until the Chicks on Speed have finished the vernissage for their new single, dahling. First things first, old chum! And don't you know there's a bylaw stating that every Berlin art show must have at least one Dick Chick in it?
Women being men is what I call 'Police Woman Feminism'. In the 70s, aware that TV formats like police drama were looking weary and, in the light of identity politics, increasingly reactionary, the networks commissioned police dramas 'with a twist'. Instead of a male detective lead, you cast Angie Dickinson as 'Police Woman'. The same reactionary Law and Order morality came through, but the hand on the gun had a woman's touch. Half way to feminism, right? Well, not really. Allowing women to embody patriarchal values is not a big threat to patriarchy.
So why, in 2004, is Kunst-Werke doing a 'Women in Rock' section in the Biennale? Why is it buying into this idea that Chicks, above all, need Dicks and beards (albeit oh-so-ironic ones)? In visual art it's now totally accepted that the leading artists of a country like the UK can be and are women, and that their themes can be as wide as the world and needn't focus on gender, on how much they want to be men, or on the 'remarkable' fact that they've achieved anything at all considering they were born female. Why then, when the art world turns its attention to music, does it applaud categories and themes it would be embarrassed to apply to its own artists? Do the Anne Laplantines of this world, with their computers and their hurdy gurdies, have to don ironic cod-pieces before they can get into Kunst-Werke? Do they have to get out of art and into roleplay before the art world pays attention?
Once you get past the Usual Suspects and the Suspect Curation, there's some great stuff in this corner of the Biennale. That's because some of the world's most interesting artists just happen to be women, and a few of them have slipped into the show despite the curator. On the DVDs playing in the middle of the Kunst-Werke loft there are interviews with Sachiko M, who I mention often in this blog as someone who astonishes me with her radical freshness, and Kaffe Matthews. Neither of them is making art about gender. Sachiko M says that women often have more interesting ideas and listen better, so they make better 'listening music'. 'Sometimes I'm just sitting on the stage listening to the sounds being made,' she says. In her interview, Kaffe Matthews seems somewhat bemused by the inevitable 'woman in rock' question:
'For me, it's not important that I'm a woman. I'm a musician, not a woman musician. But I went to some women-only nights and asked the musicians there if they'd have been performing if men were playing there alongside them, and to my surprise most of them said no. If women don't have the confidence to perform in a mixed environment, then perhaps we do still need some protected places where women should be considered as a special case'.
You know, maybe Kaffe is right. Underneath the huge strap-on she's forcing us to fellate, Peaches is probably just a shy, insecure girl from Canada. Let's open our mouths and make a shelter for her dick.
Since the theme is spring carnival and gender masque, I play Wicker Man folk, splicing medieval estampies with ethnographic field recordings. Robin Hood is a theme I warm to. In fact my mother, an obsessive genealogist, recently told me that her researches show we are related to the merry man of Sherwood Forest; her maiden name is Hood. Anyway, the party's great, there's a harpsichord concert and the Schaubuhne dancers show up, confirming that this is indeed the hippest gig in town (their presence awards any party an instant 5 star rating).
Christine Rebet is a woman working in art. My mother is a woman who writes books about Hebridean local history. Nobody has so far put them in special women-only group shows about 'women in art' or articles about 'women who also manage to be historians' or documentaries about 'women mothers'. Yet this is exactly what art gallery Kunst-Werke has done. The top floor of the Berlin Biennale at Kunst-Werke, which I revisited on Friday, is devoted to a display of album covers by the Berlin Chicks With Dicks clique: Chicks on Speed, Angie Reed, Peaches, Kevin Blechdom... The Chicks With Dicks are not merely expat women who happen to be music artists currently living in Berlin. If that were the case, Berlin music artists like Anne Laplantine would be here with them. No, the Chicks With Dicks are women musicians (and non-musicians: most of the Chicks on Speed music is programmed by men) who put gender at the very centre of what they do. Hello, we're the Chicks on Speed and we don't play guitars! Hello, I'm Kevin Blechdom and my album is called 'Bitches in Britches'! Hello, I'm Angie Reed and here's a photo of me dressed up as a secretary with two males in suits kneeling in front of me kissing my rings. Hello, I'm Peaches and I wear a beard and do the most incredibly ironic-phallic cock rock live show you've ever seen, it's a scream! Some people don't like my crotch, but fuck 'em!
Whereas Christine Rebet's Robin Hood becomes a woman, these artists are becoming men. There's a similarly carnivalesque cross-dressing element to what they do, but of course in Rock the carnival lasts all year, and crotch-tight motley is a kind of uniform. The Dicky Chicks are playing all sorts of double games. They're well-connected networkers with business nous who want their commerce to pass for art. They've got an old skool feminist 'sisters are doing it for themselves' angle, but if you point out that (unlike the absent Anne Laplantine) they're getting male programmers to do most of it for them, well, that's because they're really curators and not artisans. They can't play and they're proud of it! Punk rock!
There's a certain amount of cake eating (out) and having going on, of gender capitulation disguised as gender revolution. The clique's motto could be 'Our clits are dicks'. Behaviour we'd normally associate with ageing right wing phallorock satyrs like Aerosmith can get trotted out in a Peaches show as some kind of political statement about empowerment. Marketing we'd normally be able to tune out as commercial noise has to be paid attention to when it comes from the Chicks with Dicks because their marketing is art. They went to art school! They've read about Situationism! Punk rock! Wanna get your art shown in a Berlin gallery? Well, you'll have to wait until the Chicks on Speed have finished the vernissage for their new single, dahling. First things first, old chum! And don't you know there's a bylaw stating that every Berlin art show must have at least one Dick Chick in it?
Women being men is what I call 'Police Woman Feminism'. In the 70s, aware that TV formats like police drama were looking weary and, in the light of identity politics, increasingly reactionary, the networks commissioned police dramas 'with a twist'. Instead of a male detective lead, you cast Angie Dickinson as 'Police Woman'. The same reactionary Law and Order morality came through, but the hand on the gun had a woman's touch. Half way to feminism, right? Well, not really. Allowing women to embody patriarchal values is not a big threat to patriarchy.
So why, in 2004, is Kunst-Werke doing a 'Women in Rock' section in the Biennale? Why is it buying into this idea that Chicks, above all, need Dicks and beards (albeit oh-so-ironic ones)? In visual art it's now totally accepted that the leading artists of a country like the UK can be and are women, and that their themes can be as wide as the world and needn't focus on gender, on how much they want to be men, or on the 'remarkable' fact that they've achieved anything at all considering they were born female. Why then, when the art world turns its attention to music, does it applaud categories and themes it would be embarrassed to apply to its own artists? Do the Anne Laplantines of this world, with their computers and their hurdy gurdies, have to don ironic cod-pieces before they can get into Kunst-Werke? Do they have to get out of art and into roleplay before the art world pays attention?
Once you get past the Usual Suspects and the Suspect Curation, there's some great stuff in this corner of the Biennale. That's because some of the world's most interesting artists just happen to be women, and a few of them have slipped into the show despite the curator. On the DVDs playing in the middle of the Kunst-Werke loft there are interviews with Sachiko M, who I mention often in this blog as someone who astonishes me with her radical freshness, and Kaffe Matthews. Neither of them is making art about gender. Sachiko M says that women often have more interesting ideas and listen better, so they make better 'listening music'. 'Sometimes I'm just sitting on the stage listening to the sounds being made,' she says. In her interview, Kaffe Matthews seems somewhat bemused by the inevitable 'woman in rock' question:
'For me, it's not important that I'm a woman. I'm a musician, not a woman musician. But I went to some women-only nights and asked the musicians there if they'd have been performing if men were playing there alongside them, and to my surprise most of them said no. If women don't have the confidence to perform in a mixed environment, then perhaps we do still need some protected places where women should be considered as a special case'.
You know, maybe Kaffe is right. Underneath the huge strap-on she's forcing us to fellate, Peaches is probably just a shy, insecure girl from Canada. Let's open our mouths and make a shelter for her dick.
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damn
Date: 2004-04-04 03:34 am (UTC)Wow Momus. Right on. You've finally released all you had inside for them electroclash girls.It's a pity I believe that the 'clique' doesn't pay much attention to you so there won't be any feedback...
I gotta say I disagree with your inclusion of Kevin Blechdom there. but that's mainly because I've got a bit of a crush on her. Well anyway if you listen to her record close enough you can hear her nerves twitching while trying to front and be though, she's not that one-dimensional...and she does her own music in laptop scientist fashion, even though it may not seem like it.
mario
Re: damn
Date: 2004-04-04 03:45 am (UTC)Re: damn
Date: 2004-04-04 05:55 am (UTC)they're getting male programmers to do most of it for them
..is simply not true for Kevin Blechdom. She collaborated with other programmers on 'Bitches without Britches' for the first time, for reasons that are clear when you clear how varied and eclectic that album is. Kevin's programming is ridiculously inventive and technologically top-notch.
I think she's very aware and delibarate in her use of the grotesque; butchering Whitney Houston is the logical conclusion of Blectum from Blechdom's first recordings is it not? Why should she be considered any less of an artist for doing that rather than making the generic abstract electronica that most people with an inside-out knowledge of MAX/MSP do?
Also, Kaffe Matthews consistently trades on her gender; the selling point of her 'Lappetites' group is that they are 'all girls' as have been several of her previous projects, she brings up her gender in interviews just as much as Kevin Blechdom.
Re: damn
Date: 2004-04-04 06:00 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-04-04 06:41 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-04-04 07:04 am (UTC)http://www.poemproducer.com/lappetites/pictures_steim.html
suggest that their values are far from the phallic thrusting of Peaches. Instead of an imagery of weary cock rock or dom-sub roleplay, I see blossom and I see cooking -- values I will not call truly feminine, just postively futuristic.
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Date: 2004-04-04 08:01 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-04-04 10:13 am (UTC)i concur, just not as eloquently.
Date: 2004-04-04 10:23 am (UTC)Re: i concur, just not as eloquently.
Date: 2004-04-04 10:38 am (UTC)britches
Date: 2004-04-04 10:53 am (UTC)hee hee...we'll eventually catch you buying all of kevin's singles wearing two eyepatches with the belief that nobody will recognize you
mario
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Date: 2004-04-04 12:05 pm (UTC)Indeed, most of the interesting unhyphenated artists today are women, particularly the likes of Ms. Laplantine--who need no crutches or self-imposed ghettoes, let alone taking up the practice of strumming the one-stringed harp of identity politics.
One cannot help but to ask the passerby: Is the current tendency in our culture of women taking on the traditionally male attributes of vulgarity and coarseness progress? Does it now fall upon effeminate men to uphold the more refined attributes abandoned by these shrill hyenas?
--Whimsy, a "guy with a pie"
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Date: 2004-04-04 12:27 pm (UTC)...A Spanish friend has once got very annoyed with me. I let a man help me with suitecases in the airport. She asked me, very angrily 'Have you paid him?'... Another time I have read an article in some British magazine- about how women compete for places with men in the City- by denying that they have children- then running home and feeding kids. Feeling terribly guilty because of being female (for example, physically weaker)- and because of not being female enough at once.
I don't understand this. My British and German friends (female) tell me that I am wrong. That all this means Fighting for Women's Rights. To me it often seems though it is exactly the opposite: denying those rights. The right to be myself. The right to be different. The right NOT to have a dick. It's not about equality, it's not about difference- it's about sameness. Like fighting men (and why should one fight them anyway?) by becoming a man yourself. By denying the difference. Competing in his own field. But if you try to fight your enemy (ha!) by trying to become your enemy- surely you will always lose? Something is muddled here, there is some twist, some mistake in logic- but I have never been good at formal logic anyway.... And behind all this I find very often terrible insecurity. Show me just one happy Chick with Dick (like, really happy when she is alone, not in public)- and perhaps I will change my mind...
'I am a musician (not awoman musician)'- yet treat me in a special way because I am a woman. But if there is no difference- why the special way?
Perhaps this sounds naive. Perhaps. I am often told this. But I also know that I live in the society (at the moment) where for years sameness was the law. And for me difference is the key-word... Sorry for such a long comment.
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Date: 2004-04-04 01:08 pm (UTC)Elaborating on one of your minor points: I for one always open doors for women (and my gay friends), and I feel no need to apologize for such a gesture. I do not perform such courtesies for women because I perceive them to be helpless or weak; I do so because I deem women (and people in general) to be worth pleasing. I also offer my train seat to the elderly, or to those who are visibly tired or have children. It is meant as a gesture of kindness and respect, nothing more.
(Yes, I am the man behind the Great Civility Scare of 1998.)
Men occasionally open a door for me, and I for them, all without a hint of condescension, self-righteous anger or perceived insult. Have we not progressed beyond seeing such acts of civility as being purely patriarchal in nature?
I am sorry that your significant other has encountered such petty, ungrateful people that seem all too ready to be insulted. Being a gracious individual can be thankless work, sometimes.
W
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Date: 2004-04-04 01:37 pm (UTC)...But why be so apologetic about your courtesy? And why not admit that women ARE physically weak? Weaker than men- in most cases (not speaking of some creatures of virutality and female athlets of course). What's wrong with it?. When a friend in London was carrying my two heavy suitecases packed with booksd as if they were just feathers- where I couldn't even take them off the gorund- should I have pretended I wasn't weak?... I often think that these oh-so-much-condemned 'rules of courtesy' are based on some very primitive, very natural facts. This here woman who is standing in front of you in the underground might be pregnant- without your knowing it. She might be having one of her periods (sorry, sorry for such a lack of delicacy on my part :-). Men too have their weaknesses-emotional, for instance. If we don't respect each other's weaknesses and vulnerable points then why be surprised that many relationships don't work?
We here are often seen as a contry where equality has won. Three cheers! But- take sexual equality- it has won (of indeed it has won) exactly because a woman was denied the right to be a woman. A friend of mine has done her PhD on female magazines in USSR in 1920s-1930s. She has analysed how from a wealth of possibilities- being a working woman, being a housewife, being a komslomol leader- magazines have gone to this one way of looking on a woman: she is a member of society just as a man is. Her physical weakness is non-existent. Child-bearing or house-rearing is just some sort of pet hobby.. I exaggerate- but if you really look at (post)Soviet state abortion clinics or (how the hell do you call them in English?) maternity hospitals (?) you would really find terrible neglect, awful disrepect to women in pain: 'Just quickly do it-and then go on and build communism'. So now everyone prefers to go to private hospitals- but a Soviet woman would never have this opportunity... This is just one example of what happens when this sort of phiposlphy wins.....
My 'significant other' is quite a bit older than me- one of those European intellectuals. I have to argue with him- because somehow he criticises 'Western society'. Somehow also, if you dig a bit deeper- he is sure that Western experience is still more valuable than any other. I find this kind of hypocrisy really maddening sometimes (how we fight)- just as I find my friends Western feminists or Socialists so often exhausting. A pity one can't organise for them a trip back to USSR- and see what happens if these ideas win...
This said, we too have our little problems of course...
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Date: 2004-04-04 02:08 pm (UTC)Your third-to-last paragraph though seems to suggest that the appropriate way for women to make art is to divorce themselves from/ignore their status as a woman. You don't say this outright, and I don't think you mean it, but I just wanted to chirp in with a comment because I think that from the way you have set up the argument, it is all too easy to infer this from from you have written.
If you ask me, who is admittedly under-educated on the details of the Chicks with Dicks (though I've heard all of them save for Angie Reed), the issue is that they are not particularly skillfull* or subtle in their presentation of either their conceptual material or their artistic material.
On the other hand, I do think that there needs to be room in the art world for what I would term "subjectivity" work -- that is, work whose conceptual focus reflects the artist's subjective status (as woman, as man, as Latino, as Asian, etc.), especially considering the history of the (art) world, which was at one point dominated by white men. In fact, I would hate to see an art world in which all art was made as though these differences did not exist -- it would not only re-inforce the idea of the white/western (psychologically normative) man as the default artist in the art world (i.e. the generic/unidentiied artist is assumed to be the aforementioned), but it would also be boring (if the diversity of people's backgrounds were extricated from their work).
I think that work about the women performing traditionally/stereotypically masculine gender roles could be really interesting, IF, it was done with the understanding of both the gender and the art dicsourses it was inserting itself into. What bothers me about Peaches/Chicks on Speed is that they seem totally ignorant of the much more subtle and sophisticated work that has already been done within both feminism and within the art world.
Actually this would be fine if they weren't situation in positions within culture in which they have no problem accessing this kind of information. That is, if a few fourteen year old girls in the middle of nowhere, who have no access to the larger discoure in feminist art decided to appropriate normative male behavior as their schtick, I'd say, Bravo you smart little fourteen year olds!, but for these "artists" to have the kind of contact with the art world that they do yet still try to pass off their rather base and unstudied work as smart and innovated is deserving of serious criticism.
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Date: 2004-04-04 06:31 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-04-05 12:16 am (UTC)The same thing goes for their business ventures, which can pass as both American capitalism (99 cents! Special offer!) and European Situationism.
Berlin irony means never having to say you're sorry for being American!
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Date: 2004-04-05 01:07 am (UTC)But my dear, they're so horribly vulgar! And so much richer than we are.
i was waiting for this post
Date: 2004-04-05 02:50 am (UTC)i have similar problems as with feminists (probably also due to the similar background). especially in berlin. (and especially this aggressive). i guess that another reason is that they all take themselves so damn serious. even if they try to be humourous. (my friend had worked for a long time in a feminist organisation as a psychologist, they were mainly helping the immigrants and thus doing a lot of important things, but the whole air was often ridiculous. once at their staff meeting they were discussing for an hour the kettle of what colour to buy. and they were offended at my friends making fun of such an serious matter)
i once had a conversation with a typical feminist german girl, trying to tell her that when i try to look attractive it's for myself in the first place. it was triggered by my remark that i stopped studying late at night (and generally began try to go to bed rather early) because i look bad the next morning, she replied that she was in the research and not in the beauty contest. as if mathematics is something foolish compared to her political science.
being a female in heavily male dominated field i never felt any discrimination or something. i guess it's the problem of attitude too, whether you feel yourself equal or not, and this is also measured by the amout of time you talk about being equal :-). (they introduced some "equal rights committee" recently in our research institute. which should be present every time there are both females and males applying for the same position. that's ok, i guess, but when some woman was saying to the director that if there are no female applicants they should find one, otherwise it's not "equal"..)
but once again you're right the worst thing about chicks with dicks is their sheer vulgarity. (and them engoying it so much and making the cult out of it)
Re: i was waiting for this post
Date: 2004-04-05 02:54 am (UTC)ok i'm exaggerating a little about "chicks with dicks" being the most irritating thing in berlin. but they are one of.
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Date: 2004-04-05 03:59 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-04-05 04:12 am (UTC)another comment
Date: 2004-04-05 06:41 am (UTC)we have surelly progressed beyond seeing such politeness as patriarchial. (although i must admit russia is still far more orthodox in this sense). we've come to terms with simply being women - intellectial, artistic, sometimes strong, sometimes weak, whatever. i don't feel any need to prove anyone that i'm equal and i don't feel offended if someone helps me or makes a compliment. whereas in europe i've seen from time to time girls being almost aggressive when somebody tells them they look good. or refusing to use any cosmetics (i don't even mention meake-up) argueing that they don't want to do be dependent on men's opinions. (this results in them looking 40 in their early 30's, for example)
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Date: 2004-04-05 07:42 am (UTC)The other day I asked a german girl what she thought about Abba and without stopping to think she said it was stupid and banal. So I turned my back to discuss with some swedes the virtues of Super Trouper and S.O.S.
Okay,somehow I thought this had something to do with this whole feminists in pop music issue.
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Date: 2004-04-05 07:45 am (UTC)Re: .
Date: 2004-04-05 08:58 am (UTC)Re: .
Date: 2004-04-05 02:11 pm (UTC)That was the word, oh my god, gender.
Mmmm can't think of anything else to say to drift this conversation more towards Abba. So bye!
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Date: 2004-04-06 12:18 am (UTC)'Although they're 'only women', these artists have some pretty ballsy things to say about being 'only women''.
I can find plenty wrong with it.
1. In order to give value to these artists, the journalist / curator creates a reactionary strawman who thinks 'they're only women'. But who is this strawman? It's not me, and it's not the people who visit an art show at Kunst-Werke in which at least half the artists are women.
2. Why is it great to be 'ballsy'? Are women only valid when they become brash and assertive? Is testosterone the ultimate criterion of value?
3. Are women only interesting when they have things to say about being a woman? Are they only radical when their way of being a woman resembles a man's way of being man?
4. Reversibility. Do you 'gender situate' male artists? Do you ask them 'What it's like to be a man in rock?' or 'How being a man affects what you do?' Is being female 'problematic' and being male 'neutral'? Is there a 'Men in Rock' section in this gallery, or a 'Men in Art' section?
5. Irony. Are the artists in question play acting, using irony, disassociating themselves from their gestures, not quite sure what they feel about the subject, just messing around with stereotypes, etc? If so, are you as a curator allowed to do the same thing? For example, might your 'Women in Rock' section be a bit of a joke at the audience's expense, a bit of retro 70s curation thrown in for a laugh?
6. If so, maybe there could be a 'Curator's Corner' at the next Biennale. In a world where artists get all the glory and curators are shady figues slaving away in the 'kitchen', it might be time to turn the tables. There'd be portraits of curators and the strapline: 'Considering they're 'only curators', these curators have some pretty artsy things to say about being 'only curators'. In case it got up the artists' noses, though, the curators could arrange a safety net of irony. Perhaps they could wear strange clothes in their photos, for instance, or have weird prosthetic ears poking out from under their hair.
right
Date: 2004-04-06 04:22 am (UTC)Re: right
Date: 2004-04-06 05:15 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-04-06 05:19 am (UTC)"or have weird prosthetic ears poking out from under their hair."
what's barney got to do with irony?
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Date: 2004-04-06 05:39 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-04-06 05:48 am (UTC)If you overlook your obsession with gender splitting, I’ll just say that being "ballsy" can be amazingly cool, particularly if it isn’t principally masculine -- look at Michael Alig and his club kids. This is not to imply that feminine women aren’t cool, but why must we polarise the two into "good" and "bad"? Even if America does, it doesn’t mean that you must flip their coin. You could just spin it. Please. For me?
i have tough times trying to formulate this!
Date: 2004-04-06 05:49 am (UTC)at the same time not accepting any condescension towards you, but also not suspecting such condescension in any action. i also find parading one's ethnicity, gender etc. somewhat indecent (there's a thin line though between exploring one's identity and such obsession)
indeed rap scene is about being balck, but also about being raised up in such and such environment, living there etc. - probably about environment even more, if to look closely. when it stops to be about the culture and environment and starts to be solely about being black, i have troubles with it. no matter whether it is about being black, or being jewish, or being aryan, ar being slavic...
there's a prize in france for the best mathematical paper published in french. which is totally ridiculous - if you'd writen a good paper you actually want it to be in a good journal and people to read it. thus, you must publish it in english
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Date: 2004-04-06 11:20 am (UTC)i wouldn't call it indecent to parade one's race or gender when the societies (the people in them) have done much to add to this context where there is a need for a parade. maybe in a different place people would have real discussions about race and gender, and in some places people are, it's unlikely that it's because of chicks on speed or peaches though.
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Date: 2004-04-07 12:42 am (UTC)--Whimsy, clearly an Inferior American