Congratulations to The New Yorker for its compassion in supporting people with disabilities. The art direction functions of the magazine are now being performed by the blind.
Artistic selections are now being made using braille.
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Genius. Once again I agree with you whole heartedly.
Do these editors know Dan Adel? Do they know Thomas Fluharty? Nicholas Uribe, in particular, would be amazing at this if they wanted a caricature both excellent and edgy.
One presumes these former cultural strongholds are getting increasingly insular, less like busy thoroughfares for renegade talents, and more like prim activity clubs for in-group members. I think the whole high cultural intellectual mindset is dying from myopia, introversion, and postmodern degradation. And maybe poor office ventilation.
And now, seriously. I don't understand the modern world. Or perhaps my tastes simply don't align with what's being done these days. I genuinely think the "ugly" won out a long time ago, but I don't want to fall into the trap of disparaging others' work. I believe that behind every creative endeavor, there is serious effort and a love for the craft on the part of the artist. Whether or not I personally like it is a different matter; respect must always come first.
Albert Campillo Lastra wrote: "I don't want to fall into the trap of disparaging others' work. I believe that behind every creative endeavor, there is serious effort and a love for the craft on the part of the artist. Whether or not I personally like it is a different matter; respect must always come first."
I agree that's a healthy sentiment in approaching all art, and I try to start out with that as a (rebuttable) presumption.
However, I don't agree that "behind every creative endeavor, there is serious effort." Behind many creative endeavors there is fraud, sloth, mendacity and chicanery. (See, for example, https://illustrationart.blogspot.com/2015/06/recent-developments-in-parasitology.html or https://illustrationart.blogspot.com/2010/04/three-things-i-like-about-jeff-koons.html)
The harder case is where there is an abundance of "serious effort," accompanied by a serious lack of talent. I make special allowances for young talent just starting out, or for the exceptionally well intentioned and pure of heart. But I don't believe we can permit that to eliminate high standards, especially in the precincts of the highly privileged. We live in a time of disintegration, of dumbing down and outsourcing our critical faculties and I believe it is imperative that we resist the beginnings wherever we encounter them (or as Ovid wrote, "principiis obsta!")
Why do I feel compelled to speak up? I have no dog in this fight. I'm not competing for a job doing New Yorker covers. But I've often quoted on this blog the words of William Blake: "When I tell any truth, it is not for the sake of convincing those who do not know it, but for the sake of defending those who do."
>>>>>>>>"This is not even ugly. It's just flat, uninteresting and without viewpoint. Lifted from a 1998 clip art CD-ROM."
Maybe that's the idea. To postmodern shitheads, everybody is as depressed, fraudulent, and nondescript as they are. Talent is a cheat code, beauty is undeserved, smiles are fake, wealth is scammed. The great leveling of the lazy jealous postmodern shithead against the talented and charismatic is to blow a hole in that image via controlled media. So we get the glamorous ultra-talented hardworking superstar as bland and fake and covered by a thin chintzy veneer. (These are bad people, ugly in their hearts.)
Well, it’s true that there are always opportunists who know how to take advantage of things, and if there’s someone willing to open the door for them, the damage can be irreversible. That said, my comment was also meant to remind myself how easy it is to fall into mocking or looking down on others—even though I’m just one of the crowd (albeit with better intentions than actual skill). And finally, please keep speaking your truth; I’m learning a lot from it, which is very important, the way I see it.
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Genius. Once again I agree with you whole heartedly.
So true, so true!
I’m always gobsmacked by the artwork the NYT finds fit to print.
Well, I like it,
as an act of destruction.
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Postmodern Anonymouse
yikes!
ps. she loved her yellow handbook
It all comes down to bad drawing. Machines can only do so much to cover it up.
JSL
Do these editors know Dan Adel? Do they know Thomas Fluharty? Nicholas Uribe, in particular, would be amazing at this if they wanted a caricature both excellent and edgy.
One presumes these former cultural strongholds are getting increasingly insular, less like busy thoroughfares for renegade talents, and more like prim activity clubs for in-group members. I think the whole high cultural intellectual mindset is dying from myopia, introversion, and postmodern degradation. And maybe poor office ventilation.
Well, this way, even I might end up illustrating a *New Yorker* cover.
And now, seriously. I don't understand the modern world. Or perhaps my tastes simply don't align with what's being done these days. I genuinely think the "ugly" won out a long time ago, but I don't want to fall into the trap of disparaging others' work. I believe that behind every creative endeavor, there is serious effort and a love for the craft on the part of the artist. Whether or not I personally like it is a different matter; respect must always come first.
Albert Campillo Lastra wrote: "I don't want to fall into the trap of disparaging others' work. I believe that behind every creative endeavor, there is serious effort and a love for the craft on the part of the artist. Whether or not I personally like it is a different matter; respect must always come first."
I agree that's a healthy sentiment in approaching all art, and I try to start out with that as a (rebuttable) presumption.
However, I don't agree that "behind every creative endeavor, there is serious effort." Behind many creative endeavors there is fraud, sloth, mendacity and chicanery. (See, for example, https://illustrationart.blogspot.com/2015/06/recent-developments-in-parasitology.html or https://illustrationart.blogspot.com/2010/04/three-things-i-like-about-jeff-koons.html)
The harder case is where there is an abundance of "serious effort," accompanied by a serious lack of talent. I make special allowances for young talent just starting out, or for the exceptionally well intentioned and pure of heart. But I don't believe we can permit that to eliminate high standards, especially in the precincts of the highly privileged. We live in a time of disintegration, of dumbing down and outsourcing our critical faculties and I believe it is imperative that we resist the beginnings wherever we encounter them (or as Ovid wrote, "principiis obsta!")
Why do I feel compelled to speak up? I have no dog in this fight. I'm not competing for a job doing New Yorker covers. But I've often quoted on this blog the words of William Blake: "When I tell any truth, it is not for the sake of convincing those who do not know it, but for the sake of defending those who do."
This is not even ugly. It's just flat, uninteresting and without viewpoint. Lifted from a 1998 clip art CD-ROM.
>>>>>>>>"This is not even ugly. It's just flat, uninteresting and without viewpoint. Lifted from a 1998 clip art CD-ROM."
Maybe that's the idea. To postmodern shitheads, everybody is as depressed, fraudulent, and nondescript as they are. Talent is a cheat code, beauty is undeserved, smiles are fake, wealth is scammed. The great leveling of the lazy jealous postmodern shithead against the talented and charismatic is to blow a hole in that image via controlled media. So we get the glamorous ultra-talented hardworking superstar as bland and fake and covered by a thin chintzy veneer. (These are bad people, ugly in their hearts.)
~ FV
Well, it’s true that there are always opportunists who know how to take advantage of things, and if there’s someone willing to open the door for them, the damage can be irreversible. That said, my comment was also meant to remind myself how easy it is to fall into mocking or looking down on others—even though I’m just one of the crowd (albeit with better intentions than actual skill). And finally, please keep speaking your truth; I’m learning a lot from it, which is very important, the way I see it.
One word… DrawingisHard.
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