[This post concludes (probably) our attempt to criticize some panelists and attendees from the ArtBloggers@ "conference" held in New York City at the end of March.]
by Jerome du Bois
For the past few days, from time to time, I have checked around the ArtBloggers@ panelists' websites to see if any of them slipped up and acknowledged that Catherine King and I are live persons from planet Earth who criticized them. Stonewall. They showed up here in the comments, all right, huffing and puffing, posing and losing, but you'd never know it from their own home bases. These people can't handle controversy. Like Bartleby but with less reason, they would prefer not to. Instead they hand flowers to one another in a daisy chain of happy links to whatever.
So while I was checking . . .
Those sophisticated New Yorkers Edward Winkleman and James Kalm ("The Guy On The Bike" --don't look at me, that's how he bills himself) are all atwitter about a feud between Tyler Green and Christian Viveros-Fauné that tries to swirl around the tired subjects of conflicts of interest and art criticism versus journalism. As if ordinary intelligent people cannot, by themselves, without help from experts, make these category distinctions. As if people were not natively street smart. As if people are not always keeping a sharp eye out for the angle. (Evolution is a reality. Some of Winkleman's commenters made these same points.) To me it's particularly pungently amusing because I have no illusions about the editorial integrity of Village Voice Editor Tony Ortega, who I have encountered once before. Not to mention his boss, Michael Lacey, another one of those sensitive rich men who lives in his own bubble world and believes it's a match with the real one. Then when he steps on his tongue at the wrong venue, he acts surprised.
Winkleman and Kalm are eating this up and opinionating like mad, with Franklin Einspruch, among others, commenting. Probably because it has nothing to do with them. Very brave when it isn't happening to you, eh wankers? But when Catherine and I questioned the seriousness, sincerity, and depth of the ArtBloggers@ Red Dot conference, all we got back was juking and jiving and insults. Then one of the bloggers, Sharon Butler, posted and then removed a link about our criticisms. Since then they're all mum, they've moved on to other things, shaddup already willya!
No. Not just yet. I'm going to hammer on their doors one more time, and also some of the attendees. In my first post, I emailed only the panelists and Einspruch. In the second post, I emailed nobody and received nothing. Then we received a comment from Einspruch, bloated, sonorous, and stentorian; all it lacked were the harrumphs at both ends. I could tear it up, but Catherine already said it all, so I'll just pick out one phrase: "lazy arguments." Does he mean like this one from his new bud Hrag: "Wow you are bitter"? (By the way, is that the new progressive buzzword this mynah bird was squawking?) Or like this one from his old bud Bannard: "If people can't immediately see what a dull, second-rate painter Jasper Johns is not much can be gained from talking to them. Not about art, anyway." Or this example from Olympia Lampert, worth quoting again in full because you can't make this stuff up:
If I slam you and say that your art is insipid and uninspiring, I will not be ashamed of saying so. If I think you're the bees knees and the next big thing, enjoy it for what it's worth-- for after all, what the hell do I know. But one thing can be promised. I will have an opinion always, and I will share it with you. There will be no holding back. I believe that is the job of a critic. I am not here to make friends, nor enemies. If one leans on the side of either, so be it. For every friend I make, I will have 5 enemies, and for every enemy I make, I will have 5 friends. So I can't do math, but what I can do is share what I feel is from my heart mixed with the knowledge from my brain.
Meanwhile Einspruch's own comment contains only assertions, no examples, and ends with ad hominems. And notice he won't go after his friends as he's gone after us.
Is this what becomes of the deconstructed? They get meaner as the years go by? Because we know it's not about "lazy arguments" at all. This is visceral. Einspruch seems to hate us, and he ought to honest about it, especially to himself. Better than pretending he's above such an emotion.
Edward Winkleman writes of the Tyler-Christian feud:
Just the other day I was complaining to someone that there are no great public battles in the art world anymore (nothing like the classics we still see among literary figures, such as the feud between Wolfe and Mailer). With no well-defined camps beating each other up in successive addendums to their manifestos, a casual observer would be forgiven for thinking the entire system took Rodney King's plea to heart and decide to just all get along.
The fact that this feud is about criticism and not art doesn't make it any less juicy to my mind. It's all very good food for thought and classic snarky writing. Knowing both men have much more pressing matters to attend to in their lives, I don't actually wish it to continue . . . . that is, unless they promise to keep it as fresh and funny. Just so long as no one puts an eye out.
Except when it comes to us, Mr. Winkleman. Then, we don't exist. We don't give a damn about a "great public battle." We don't give a damn about how many hits we get. What we care about is that when someone arrives on our site they find something worth reading, something with substance, supported by reason and soul and heart. And sometimes anger. But not bitterness. That implies ashes in the mouth, but our anger is as fresh as fire.
Posted by Jerome at April 14, 2008 10:10 AM | TrackBackEinspruch seems to hate us, and he ought to honest about it, especially to himself. Better than pretending he's above such an emotion.
Prove that I hate you. Prove that I am pretending to be above the emotion of hate.
Posted by: Franklin at April 14, 2008 12:03 PMThat was quick, Einspruch. Don't you have classes to teach?
Seems we touched a nerve, though I notice you have nothing to say about Catherine's earlier recognition of your hostility.
Seems also that nothing is more important than your persona. Not the issues we raised about the bloggers conference, or anything else. Just you.
First, Mr. Einspruch, you prove to Catherine and I, from your last wildly assertive comment, that we can be linked with people like Lee Seigel, Charlie Finch, and Ward Churchill, with specific examples and comparisons, using more than ten words, and then I might think about getting around to your peremptory, presumptuous demand, you pissant martinet.
JdB
Posted by: Catherine King at April 14, 2008 12:45 PMI'll save you the trouble: you can't. You don't know me from Adam. Likewise for everyone else up there. Here's your example of mistaking opinion for real phenomena. This kind of thing permeates the last three posts (excepting the photograph, naturally). It's not that the issues raised at the conference don't interest me, but rather that I won't argue with someone who can't make that distinction. It would be better for all involved to debate the limits of knowledge.
In response to my last comment, the "bloated, sonorous" one, CK made some schoolyard crack to the effect that I wouldn't piss on you if you were on fire. My first thought was, Gosh, if they were on fire, I'd try to douse them somehow. I then thought, Well, these folks have divided the world into people whom they agree with and people who wish them agony and harm. Maybe I should just walk away from this one. As it happens, I don't subscribe to either category. In case you were wondering. Which I sort of don't think you are.
Not incidentally, are you interested "the issues [you] raised about the bloggers conference, or anything else"? Because I'm not sure what you think of them except that the people who came to this particular conference are bozos, as you put it, and that these things are conducted more thoroughly in academic settings all the time, to the organizer's discredit, even though this did not place in an academic setting, but in a one-hour time slot in a hotel bar with some chairs set up. If you want a debate, say something worth debating. I know you've decided otherwise, but I don't harbor a lot of concern as to whether you find me clownish. I have actually worked as a clown, so it may be an apt observation, but I don't think it's germane.
I had to look up "martinet." Your knowledge of such things is, well, revealing.
Posted by: Franklin at April 14, 2008 02:02 PMJerome and Catherine,
Rather than continuing this ongoing harangue of the bloggers who participated in the Red Dot discussion, perhaps you should take the time to organize your own rigorous academic blogger conference, like the one you proposed in an earlier post. That way you'd have more control, and you could make sure the participants were up to your intellectual and pugilistic standards.
Sharon
We don't give a damn about a "great public battle." We don't give a damn about how many hits we get. What we care about is that when someone arrives on our site they find something worth reading, something with substance, supported by reason and soul and heart. And sometimes anger.
Listen to me Jerome and Catherine, because I'm saying this only because I believe it, not because you've done anything to deserve anyone's advice:
If you're so concerned about other blogs linking to you (and that seems to be the kernel of what you're begging for here), then do it the way the rest of us did it. Link to other blogs first, start a blog roll that shows you're interested in a dialog beyond your own first, and comment on their blogs first. The essence of any successful blog is that it's generous. You write something demeaning, email a link to those you're criticizing, and then bellyache that they're not linking back to you (all the while pretending that they discovered you on their own, which makes you liars, for the record). Your existing blog roll doesn't include one mainstream art blog. Why would any of them link back to you?
OK, so that's the end of my helpful advice. Take it or leave it.
Now for a dose of something you really need:
The fact that your blogroll includes Little Green Footballs makes me suspect you're wingnuts of the Johnson ilk and not truly interested in discussing art honestly or openly anyway.
"Dhimmi Watch?" Really??? Daniel Freakin Pipes?
Why on earth would you care that progressive art world people don't link to you? Why would you care that we don't take you seriously? Everything about your blogroll seems designed to offend someone in the art world.
On a more personal note, my boyfriend,...that's right...my boyfriend, is Muslim. Why on earth would you, with your anti-gay, anti-Muslim bias, even care what I think?
Clearly you do though. Otherwise you wouldn't keep emailing me links to your posts.
Start with a bit of honesty about what you're doing here first. Then perhaps show a bit of generosity toward those you want the approval of. THEN, perhaps, you'll get folks to read your posts full of "reason and soul and heart" here. Until then, pretend you can't find my email address.
Mr. Einspruch:
No, we've never met you, but we know some things about you from your words, from what you say yea to, and what you say nay to, for the five years I, at least, have been dropping in to artblog.net. We can come to some conclusions based on your choices of what to post. For example, it puzzles me that you get outraged at the artist sledgehammering animals, as we all should, but you're first in line to gaze upon actual plastinated human beings, which I consider desecration, but not you. If we don't know you from Adam, you don't know us from Adam and Eve, and yet you write (telepathically?):
I then thought, Well, these folks have divided the world into people whom they agree with and people who wish them agony and harm.
As if we're talking about hypotheticals. Hey, Einspruch, we have been harmed, we have been agonized and badly, because of who we are. So don't you fucking casually come around here with your twee-ass categories. Nobody denies reality around us.
You denigrate Catherine's colloquial wisdom as something from a schoolyard, but you've got no problem with Carolina Miranda, her fart jokes, her b*tt plug headline that was such a hit with everyone. This person is not an art blogger; she just links, links, links. She can't write more than a paragraph.
About the difference between a conference and a "conference." You write:
Not incidentally, are you interested [in?] "the issues [you] raised about the bloggers conference, or anything else"? Because I'm not sure what you think of them except that the people who came to this particular conference are bozos, as you put it, and that these things are conducted more thoroughly in academic settings all the time, to the organizer's discredit, even though this did not [take?] place in an academic setting, but in a one-hour time slot in a hotel bar with some chairs set up.
I called them pikers, imposters, and pretenders, and I reiterate the characterizations. A "one-hour time slot in a hotel bar etc." does not correlate with a formally-announced conference with a serious topic for discussion. We've been over this. Read the "minutes" of the meeting on Mattera's blog to see what she thinks was important to note. They're trying to hide the facts that they are lazy and the questions they raised are flaccid and narcissistic and were not about art, the art market, or the art world, but just themselves and their little world.
Ms. Butler:
The panelists should admit that they were treating this as a conference until we came along, and then it became a casual gathering. They've had literally years to come up with questions and topics, but we all read what they finally talked about.
Mr. Winkleman:
You are clueless. Our whole point is about art, not about linking, about being part of the "progressive art crowd," or about your sexuality. It's not about our blogroll. Trying to trash us as "wingnuts" and "anti-gay" is just distracting and changing the subject, which all of you so far have done.
To All of You:
The Tears of Things is about WITNESSING. That's when a person has to go on the record about how they feel even when it seems everyone else is telling them they are mistaken scum. And as the years wear on, The Tears of Things increasingly becomes an expression of FAITH in something truer and more powerfull than the "progressive art world" and its self-inflated "crowd" to which the very important Ed W. and buds belong.
Again, love you too.
Posted by: Catherine King & Jerome du Bois at April 15, 2008 09:27 AMYou are clueless. Our whole point is about art, not about linking,
I call bullsh*t. Here's what you wrote:
I have checked around the ArtBloggers@ panelists' websites to see if any of them slipped up and acknowledged that Catherine King and I are live persons from planet Earth who criticized them.
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Except when it comes to us, Mr. Winkleman. Then, we don't exist.
If this isn't meant to be interpreted as you moaning about others not recognizing you (and how else is one to recognize you in the context of blogs but through links), then you're abusing the English language.
Trying to trash us as "wingnuts" and "anti-gay" is just distracting
You defined yourself as such through your blogroll. Calling you on it is not "trashing" you, but merely holding up a mirror. In the context of your moaning about why you "don't exist" to other art bloggers, it's not "distracting," but rather explanatory. If you want to be defined as "interested in art" then add some art links to your blog roll.
Again, above all else, be honest about the reason you emailed people links to your abusive posts. You crave attention for yourselves.
Perhaps that attention is deserved (my jury is still out on that call). You're clearly not idiots. But you're going about this in a way that is clouding your stated interest in art. Clear the air, start again, pay some respect to those who are clear about why they're blogging, and see what comes to you (without all the bellyaching about why it's not coming to you all at once).
Posted by: edward_ at April 15, 2008 09:43 AM"progressive art world" . . . I've already laughed a bucketfull of bitter tears over that one. I guess I'm talking to Ed, tho' he won't let us speak on his megahuberblog. We're not properly deferential. So I must be demonstrating the witnessing part. Talking to myself, you know.
Catherine King
Hey, Einspruch, we have been harmed, we have been agonized and badly, because of who we are. So don't you fucking casually come around here with your twee-ass categories. Nobody denies reality around us.
I'm sorry to hear that you've been made to suffer, but again, I don't include myself either among people who agree with you or wish you harm. That's reality on my end. You're welcome to accept that if you can.
You denigrate Catherine's colloquial wisdom...
Wisdom? Ptth.
...as something from a schoolyard, but you've got no problem with Carolina Miranda, her fart jokes, her b*tt plug headline that was such a hit with everyone. This person is not an art blogger; she just links, links, links. She can't write more than a paragraph.
If you'd like to know my opinion about Carolina's work, you're welcome to ask me about it. Granted, that would take more effort than assuming I approve of it because I haven't remarked on it, but again, you can't distinguish your opinion from reality, so I don't expect you to be able to form the question.
I called them pikers, imposters, and pretenders, and I reiterate the characterizations.
Really? This is what you want to debate? I think anyone who writes anything about art and its ancillary concerns, the majority of the time, is an art blogger. It's not like there's a high barrier to entry.
A "one-hour time slot in a hotel bar etc." does not correlate with a formally-announced conference with a serious topic for discussion.
I disagree that this was formally announced. I think Joanne put up an announcement on a blog and passed some e-mails around.
They're trying to hide the facts that they are lazy and the questions they raised are flaccid and narcissistic and were not about art, the art market, or the art world, but just themselves and their little world.
And what exactly are they doing to hide those facts?
The Tears of Things is about WITNESSING.
You're kidding yourself in the worst possible way. No one who presumes this much generalized failure about people they hardly know can rightly claim to witness. The Tears of Things, at least as far as these last few posts are concerned, is really about reducing people to cartoons, and reducing debate to insult-laden, puerile back-and-forth.
Posted by: Franklin at April 15, 2008 12:22 PM