If you don’t like a game, how about you just not play it?
sorry asswipe. I cant find very many games I DO like playing because all my badass females are M.I.A or show their tits too much. out of all the games I’ve played and beaten, 24% have awesome female leads. 24%. shouldnt that be like 50%?
(date anon) I'm not the same as the anon for your crit blog, sorryy. I'm on anon 'cause I'm a bit shy and live too far away anyway. You seem to posess an intriguing mind I'd bet anyone would love to dive into though. + you're hella cute.
I want to date you. I'm a genderqueer/whatever person in college. Your art inspires me. I have "only possessed girls diddle" in my dorm. I like horror movies/manga, fashion, and I'm super into trans stuff (duh).
ooo you sound perfecttt get off of anon and come talk to me!
Link your critique blog, why not? People who like "contemporary art" can barely string sentences together or use computers. They can barely ask masturbate by themselves, hence their love for that kind of art, let alone ask rape. You should retract the hood of your proverbial clitoris, sit on the proverbial face of contemporary art and douse it in pussy juice, proverbially.
I don’t know who you are but I love you. I might post it. I don’t know. I get a lot of flack for really dumb things but when I open my mouth to say something, nine times out of ten, some asshat decides to stick their dick in my mouth and silence me via SOCIAL JUSTICE or STOP BEING A BITCH or SHUT UP YOU SUCK AT ART AND LIFE. I see plenty of good and bad art everywhere, and when I try to say something about the bad art, instantly I am crucified because I’m not helping someone jerk off their ego. I know I can be an asshole, and full of myself, but underneath this prickly exterior lies a girl who just wants to make art and live. It’s not that complicated, I’m not that complicated. I’m not the best artist, I’m not the prettiest or the brightest or the strongest or the most hard working, but I have opinions, and I think a lot of people share those opinions but are too afraid to make waves because POPULAR ARTISTS and bullshit like that. I’ve studied art intensively for most of my life and I feel like that gives me some right to say at least something about it. I do not have a lot of love to give for art, I mostly hate it. I make it because I have to, it’s a compulsion, and I study it because its how I learn and live, not for any other reason. If I end up a failed artist so be it, I don’t even care. But I’d like to be able to have a dialog about the absolutely disgusting circle jerk art community of the internet, boston, the world, etc. Have you noticed that similar artists only propagate each other and themselves? Its like everyone who was friends with a certain select amount of cliques gets a free ride, but at the same time some friends of popular artists never get any exposure despite being equally talented. I’ve asked artist friends who have gallery representation to help me out, and literally not one of them has taken any amount of time out of their day to query their gallery about accepting new members. Its like…if I get in, maybe I’ll be competition, so they don’t even mention my name. I burn a lot of bridges because I don’t agree with a lot of things, pretty much cementing my career as a famous-when-dead art lady because I’m not down with the whole mysticism of being an artist. It’s a visual language people, its really not that hard to talk about, understand, or create. It isn’t. Anyone that says art is exceedingly difficult is going about it the wrong way because technology and creative thinking make it so you don’t have to toil away for 24hrs straight on a painting. You can make a sketch, or even trace a form, and use a projector to put it onto a big canvas, paint it with fast drying paints, or even have a printing company put your smaller art on bigger stuff and then just put paint on it and pretend you painted it huge in the first place. Literally no one can tell the difference, and if they say they can, they are lying. There are methods and formulas just like with math, templates just like with any structure out there. Some artists make neon signs that say superfluous statements and wrack in $200k via an art prize contest. Some say art should make you think, some say art should make you feel. Some say art is everything, some say art is only a select few things. The rhetoric of art and the art world is so contradictory that no amount of studying is going to prepare you for getting into galleries, making work, selling work, or anything else. You are better off just hiring people to make vectors of your paintings and print them off on archival color prints like 80”xwhatever and hang them on a gallery than actually doing like any of the work yourself. A lot of artists have a whole brigade of people who work under their brand and are hardly ever credited, because art is the idea…but wait, isn’t art also the process? And the product? And the absence of all that a la Yoko Ono? And the interaction of people with your art? And the non-interaction? It’s literally so ridiculous that there’s no way to pin it down anymore and I could literally just poop on a canvas and say it means EXISTENCE with some other art school jargon I looked up on thesaurus.com and make tons of money. Or I could sell my soul and paint land and cityscapes of Boston and hang them up in my workplace and get my art sold to landlords and realtors because BAM BOSTON CITYSCAPES IN SOMEONE’S HOUSE. The fact remains that my art is not kosher and I refuse to compromise so it won’t be at home on someone’s wall. It’s not pretty enough to be heralded as some second coming of jesus, it’s not abstract enough to be interpreted 1000 different ways, its not just base female nudes that regardless of how talented you are and if your aesthetic is original are still just female nudes and still cater to the male gaze INHERENTLY. SO IN CLOSING OF THIS RANT: lets all be more critical of our own art and the art of others, lets not just turn a blind eye when someone who hangs up a bunch of coats in the ICA gets a $100k grant because GENIUS. Lets not just say OMG THIS IS AWESOME because 4k people reblogged the shit out of it. My art is not great. I am not a role model, a scholar, or a leader or anything like that. I went to a cheap arts college in college city on the east coast of college. At the end of the day, art is just masturbation. We can attribute meaning to it and others can find meaning in it, but if art without conceptual meaning is formalist and reflects on the meaning of colors, composition, shape, form, etc, then that means literally ANY ART PIECE EVER can have meaning and can also mean nothing. Like porn. It gets you off in some way, so you like it. Like masturbation, you get off on it. I like your language, Anon. I wish you weren’t anon so we could talk more. You make me laugh and I enjoy your diction. dicks. dicks. dicks dicks.
So, most galleries will not accept your portfolio because they are ‘full up’. Or you can’t get in because you don’t know the right person. Or they have a membership or representation fee of more than $500. Or they only take realism or landscapes. Or they only take already established artists. Or they are a cooperative art gallery that only represents the artists that started the gallery so there’s no way they’ll show your work. What????
My work doesn’t sell because it can’t be displayed in someone’s house without the guests or people who live there wondering why a three headed tit monster painted in neons is hanging above the fireplace.
My work doesn’t sell because I’m not already an established artist and my name is worthless but if I was named Jeff Koons I could paint a picture of Jesus with my own feces and sell it for 1000000000000 dollars. Or I could paint a bunch of white canvases and name them something like Abstinence or Gentrification and sell them for 393848389393 dollars
And before you tell me to get a day job, I have two thank you.
And before you tell me I’m not hustling enough, kindly suck my nippledicks.
And before you tell me my art sucks, take a look at some of the shit that gets put into galleries and then get back to me.
““Do women have to be naked to get into Boston museums?” a message on the image read, with a line noting that only 11 percent of the artists represented in the MFA’s collection were women.” - guerilla girls
“I had all the characteristics of a human being—flesh, blood, skin, hair—but my depersonalization was so intense, had gone so deep, that the normal ability to feel compassion had been eradicated, the victim of a slow, purposeful erasure.”—American Psycho, Bret Easton Ellis (via stannisbaratheon)