Ravels in Review Friday


We’ve hop-skipped-and-jumped around this week, leaping off cultural juggernauts to cultural lows with some harmless light entertainment in between. I expected this week to be more about the art fairs New York had last weekend, but I was underwhelmed by a lot of what I saw and there’ll be no dearth of opinions elsewhere, I’m sure.

Peak: Shakespeare, who’s apparently a babe
Trough: Paying for ersatz art of yourself. No one has yet risen to my bait of ‘why, in this post-Warhol age, the things I mentioned are not art?’ Hint: I do believe there is a reason why.
Middling organisms of cultural evolution: Noel Coward singing and my guilty pleasure reads, art heist books. Suggestions welcome.

Go Art Yourself

This could be you!

The typical American, even with a limited interest in art, knows that those painted things hanging on the walls of museums are valuable and special. This American probably doesn’t know that a quick trip to China–well, to Made in China.com–could bring that same value and specialness to his living room wall, via an oil portrait. If you provide the site with a photograph, they’ll have their workers churn out a hand painted, 100% oil portrait of you, your family, or your dog.

If you’re more into sculpture, why not create a statue of yourself out of precious metals? You Look Like A Million will sculpt you in precious metals and gems; think Damien Hirst’s skull personallized on your coffee table. Now there’s a talking point. Note that this detail of a scupture of a boy from their website includes an iPod earbud. How modern.

For a more discreet yet fun touch, put on the cufflinks below. The head is molded to resemble your own. Everybody knows three heads are better than one. Forgive me the pun–this ridiculousness is getting to me.

For my next post, I’ll show you the wonders of the BEDAZZLER. And if you’re thinking this doesn’t count as art, why (post-Warhol) is that true?