art commerce


Insta-Peep-O-Gram: A Stylist’s Life

Repped by agency heavy-hitter Art + Commerce, stylist Alastair McKimm is one of only a handful of elite stylists on their board. To get a behind-the-scenes look at his work on sets and runways, follow Mr. McKimm’s Instagram, which is a beautifully curated collection of thoughtful images – kind of what you’d expect from a star stylist.

(Photos courtesy of @alastairmckimm via Instagram. Text by Jenny Bahn)

Right now, we need writers who know the difference between production of a market commodity and the practice of an art. Developing written material to suit sales strategies in order to maximise corporate profit and advertising revenue is not the same thing as responsible book publishing or authorship. […] Books aren’t just commodities; the profit motive is often in conflict with the aims of art. We live in capitalism, its power seems inescapable – but then, so did the divine right of kings. Any human power can be resisted and changed by human beings. Resistance and change often begin in art. Very often in our art, the art of words.

Office chair monster. 100x80cm, 2008.

I caught the fast train. Just about. Slaughtered to sick. By the underground run. The fast train doesn’t stop at the haunted stations. By the ghosts of desk job. And their evacuated skin.

At this very moment, there are seven works attributed to Banksy on display at the ME London hotel. Cheekily called “Stealing Banksy?” the show describes itself as “showcasing the most expensive collection of Banksy artworks ever assembled under one roof” — at least until it’s all auctioned off on Sunday. Taken from doors, walls and the sides of trucks the range of pieces includes some of his most famous works like “No Ball Games” and “Girl with Balloon." 

The problem here is that Banksy does not condone any of it. He took to his website to denounce the show: "This show has got nothing to do with me and I think it’s disgusting people are allowed to go around displaying art on walls without getting permission.” He does not mince words. 

dear anon from yesterday

I didn’t forget!  I mean, okay, I forgot a little bit BUT that is why I leave stuff open in Photoshop, it’s basically a to-do list. (Guess how many tabs I have open.  Sometimes my computer doesn’t get shut down for a month at a time.)

ANYWAY, I’ve added icarus!Clint to my redbubble store.  Thank you for enjoying it enough to remind me and er also thank you for being patient!  

If one’s abode would be improved by the original painting, it is for sale, although you miiight want to plan a road trip rather than having it shipped for it really is four feet tall.  (Not for anything but I have been on that roadtrip.  I drove to South Carolina to pick up a 1/10 scale horse.  Usually one roadtrips to pick up the bigger ones, but the little one is a poor candidate for shipping so I drove to get it.  Dide you know that you can, however, pay to have even the full-size sorts of horses shipped?  They put them in a box and put the box on an airplane.)

Such is the paradox of the auction room: what looks like the market at its purest, where anyone can have anything if they pay a dollar more than the other guy, in fact disguises a much murkier enterprise. “Finance people and captains of industry are attracted to the art market because, superficially, its a kind of theatre of pure money,” Ben Davis said. “In the auction room, you just put a pretty thing out there and the money seems to come out of the air, and whatever exploitation produced it is invisible. And then you go and have a nice dinner, and our financial services billionaire mayor has made sure that you don’t have to see the record number of homeless people on the streets while you walk there.”

Portrait 31. 30x25, 2015.

You make the mistake of believing that because an issue upsets your own personal sensibilities that it must matter outside of your own consciousness too. There is a degree of arrogance resides within your personality greater than you are brave enough to consider. I explained I had a train to catch, and it gathered the pile of mouldering wax hands back across the entrance to its home with a broken red claw.