Criptic Critic Conscience and Known for it

Sunday, September 5, 2010

The Unemployed Artist.

Money and my work do not meet.
My work is not paid for
Is not bought - It is not worth money,
It is not money
It does not make money

My work and money do not meet
are not equivalents and do not seek to be
in any way
my work does not seek money

It is something else

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

Your work exists, you exist, because of the money of others.
Or do you live on a totally self-sustainable farm without using anything from the society that benefits you? Not by the beer you are always holding.

Every time you go to the shop, the library--in fact, in your case, simply standing in your state -owned home--every time you buy something or use a public service, yout work and my money meet.

Your work is possible because of the money that is produced by the labour of others. From the labour of workers, who would love to spend every Sunny day, as you do, cycling around on $2000 bicycles with their girlfriends or boyfriends.

Your work is paid for, because you use money to buy the materials to make your work, and that work comes from the labour of the worker. The worker pays for your materials, and does not benefit from that exchange.

You may not "seek money", though I note you were just paid $40,000 by creative NZ.

Of course you will never be confronted with your hypocrisy in your "exhibition space" by the workers you steal from every day. They have to work, in order for you to be paid, in order for you to sit there smugly, spending their money on beer.

Money and my work do not meet.
My work is not paid for
Is not bought - It is not worth money,
It is not money
It does not make money

My work and money do not meet
are not equivalents and do not seek to be
in any way
my work does not seek money

It is something else

so you tell me said...

Appreciate the thought. Are you this mad about legality of tax avoidance?

Anonymous said...

One form of theft does not justify the other. Because some else is stealing doesn't mean that I can. And tell me, do you pay tax on your CNZ grant?

And tell me how do you feel about taking food out of a child's mouth?

I suggest that you are as far removed the process of productive capitalism to see that you are probably worse than the tax agent.

so you tell me said...

Anon, how's your house looking, is it in order.. care to exchange in stone throwing.

Anonymous said...

My house is in order. I pay my taxes. I volunteer to charity.

You seem totally unable to engage in any discussion about your work. You are supremely arrogant.

so you tell me said...

I invite you to come meet me, perhaps I can change your mind, perhaps not.

a.teua said...

Bludging farscicle illusionists but hey your our bludging farce.
In the words of Robert Hugh's
" Conceptual art is the occupational therapy of the intellectually unemployed"
Keep up the good non-work.

so you tell me said...

People who take shit literally obviously live completely freaked out of their minds, eg: anon.. scared bullied in need of dumping on someone any one cause they cant handle it...art, society's free councilling... Hey watch out for the ice cream truck it's not actually screaming...

so you tell me said...

Oh and as cool as Robert Hughes is he had his blind spots, in fact that in my opinion puts him up there with Greenberg, Ruskin Etc.. their willingness to demonstrate limits to their perception.. demonstrated in the fact that your quote can be easily flipped to be an entirely positive statement, still critical, but not negative.