Small Things in Silence, Bound in Blue: Yamamoto Masao
Yamamoto Masao had not only treated these prints with a range of teas, and chemicals—this I already knew—but also with tears from his own eyes.
Yamamoto Masao had not only treated these prints with a range of teas, and chemicals—this I already knew—but also with tears from his own eyes.
Pettibon’s drawings say: sure, I’ll suck dick for cigarettes.
Bold and bluntly framed, the images are enthused with a voyeuristic atmosphere and an emphasis on body shapes that at times seem to hint at the grotesque.
For nearly 200 years, Northeastern Philadelphia had treated its surrounding mentally ill citizens “to keep them off the streets” because they caused “terror among their neighbors.”
“I’ve had photographs taken for portraits because I very much prefer working from the photographs than from them.”
This is an exhibition that strives to be down with the Zeitgeist, digging the first album; this is an exhibition that, like, totally gets it.
“If there’re gonna be 100 people in my apartment, there are gonna be twenty or so who want to be exhibitionists and expose themselves to express themselves…”
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