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Colt 45, the smooth, refreshing hipster beverage.

By c-monster on May 4, 2008 in Advertising, C-Monster and Incisive Reportage. 6 Comments

Tastes like crap, more filling. (Photo by C-M.)

Last night, while flipping through Juxtapoz‘s May photo issue, I came across the above ad for Colt 45. We’re a little slow on the uptake here at C-Monster.net, and had no idea that the famed malt liquor brand was now marketing itself to hipsters. But lo and behold, there it was, in the pages of an art magazine. This, of course, begs the question: what are the requisites of selling a grody-tasting beer-like product to all those trend-making young influentials? C-Monster investigated, and came up with these four essential rules:

Marketing Lesson #1:
Put the word “Yo” in front of anything and it’ll sound street. And street=cool.
Notice the fine print on the bottom right of the ad: Yo, enjoy our frosty malt beverage responsibly! See how easy that was? Now you try it. Here are a few examples to help you along: “Yo, hand me the organic peanut butter” or “Yo, I can’t go out because my parents haven’t sent me my monthly allowance yet” or, if you want to switch things around: “My stock portfolio is taking a beating, yo.” See how easy it is? Now do this while holding a 40 and you’ll have serious street cred.

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Statement from Shepard Fairey re. the Cease & Desist Letter.

By c-monster on April 11, 2008 in C-Monster, Design and Incisive Reportage. 14 Comments

Johnie’s Coffee Shop in L.A., with Obey Giant poster. Photo by S:U:P:E:R:M:O:D.

This morning I linked to a story on Animal New York regarding a cease and desist letter that Shepard Fairey’s studio had reportedly sent to a Texas artist that allegedly infringed on his trademark Obey Giant image. A comment on the blog (and plenty of whispering on the Internet) have intimated that the story of a cease and desist letter is untrue. That is not the case. Fairey did send a letter to the artist in question. This is the statement he just released on the subject:

To all concerned:

Baxter Orr was sent a cease and desist letter by Obey Giant in regards to his use of the Obey “Icon Face” graphic. This graphic is a registered trademark and I selectively enforce this trademark based on the nature of the infringement. Frequently I do not respond negatively to parodies of Obey because I feel the artist doing the parody is philosophically aligned with Obey and parody is a valid part of pop culture dialog. I use parody and tribute often in my own work, so I obviously believe there is value to both. I have also had to deal with legal entanglements over the use of appropriated imagery and its interpretation as parody or infringement. Parody Vs. infringement is obviously an issue with many subtleties and grey areas. Referencing existing imagery is a risk every pop artist takes from Warhol to Koons to myself to Mr. Orr. Most of my pop art, fortunately, has been positively received by those being referenced, and many subjects have even commissioned authorized collaborations after seeing my tribute. Orr’s infringement is being pursued more because of his all around exploitative tendencies and foul nature rather than the seriousness of this specific infringement. I’m generally very tolerant of this sort of thing, but this is the straw that broke the camel’s back. Orr has been repeatedly revealed for selling Obey Giant prints on ebay which I have a policy against. I sell my prints under market value to insure that true fans of my work can acquire a print at a reasonable price. Orr has used pseudonyms and other shady tactics to get prints and sell them on ebay. Orr has been kicked off of an Obey Giant fan site for shady dealings. He has also made enemies with an Obey secondary market dealer for being untrustworthy. Orr is the type of bottom feeder who is often able to thrive because no one wants to take the time to deal with him. As you can see, he has tried to turn this present issue into publicity for himself. The resources it may require for me to pursue him will be much greater than any lost revenue from his print. I’m pursuing this out of principal. I have principals and Orr does not. A gross over-simplification of the situation could lead a lazy person to think that I’m a hypocrite for pursuing Orr because, in basic terms, we both use reinterpreted appropriated imagery. The key difference is in our motivations and my willingness to take responsibility for the things I do.

Shepard Fairey
Founder & Creative
Studio Number One

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Monster tits!

By c-monster on April 10, 2008 in C-Monster and Incisive Reportage. 5 Comments

A pair of great tits. Photo by dudley72.

One of the beauties of having the Statcounter widget embedded on this site is that it allows us to see which search terms leads people to C-Monster. Especially popular are: Spencer Tunick, Neckface, Damien Hirst and Ghost, not necessarily in that order.

One of the more unusual terms to regularly brings browsers to the site, however, (and on more occasions than we’d care to admit) is the phrase “monster tits.” It’s easy to understand why: Monster is part of the site’s name and we have been known, on occasion, to utter the word tits (purely for high art purposes, of course). But since we don’t want to disappoint all of those adolescent boys with Internet connections, C-Monster hereby presents: a pair of great tits. Enjoy!

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Ten tips for making art that will last forever. Or at least a couple of years.

By SanSuzie on April 2, 2008 in Art, Conservation, Incisive Reportage and San Suzie. 6 Comments

Pop Tart of Evil: William Pope L.’s moldy toaster pastry on display at Volta.

Wandering around the art fairs this past weekend, we were struck (as usual) by the preponderance of pieces made with materials such as cardboard, pills, urban detritus, Pop Tarts (see above), and that most venerated of contemporary art material combinations: the animal carcass in formaldehyde—all of which seem to already be in some state of decay. Now, far be it from us to ever tell an artist what materials to use when making art. (We do love the idea of lard and tapioca being on exhibit at major museums). But don’t try to kid us into thinking that this stuff is gonna be around in a hundred years—like the gallerist we met at an art fair in Miami during Basel, who told us, with utmost earnestness, that the installation made of pizza we were admiring wasn’t going to rot because “it has a coating sprayed on it.”

In the interest of helping artists (and their fabricators) create pieces that last longer than five minutes, we have consulted with top scientific experts in the field of conservation, and produced a handy list of the top ten things to keep in mind when makin’ art.

Get the lowdown after the jump.

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It’s a Broad, Broad, Broad, Broad World.

By SanSuzie on February 11, 2008 in Art, Events, Incisive Reportage, Los Angeles, Museums, Overheard, Photography and San Suzie. 6 Comments

Opening day in the Koons corner at the brand-spanking-new Broad Contemporary Art Museum in sunny Southern California.

Spent all day Sunday—yes, all day, from 10 to 4—going from Broad event to Broad event to celebrate the opening of BCAM. The morning began with a visit to the recently re-installed Broad Art Foundation in Santa Monica. This is usually a hard ticket to get. But this year it was easier, because the hard ticket to get was an invite to the Sunday lunch at BCAM. Thankfully, we got into both. (And, sadly, Tom Cruise was at neither.)

Money shots and blow-by-blow after the jump. As always, click on images to see them large.

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How to preserve a chocolate Santa butt-plug.

By SanSuzie on January 25, 2008 in Art, C-Monster, Conservation, Incisive Reportage, Los Angeles and Museums. Closed

At the Object in Transition panel at the Getty Center in L.A.: Paul McCarthy (far left) discusses the sheep plug that hangs over his head like a dagger. “The dark stuff is hair,” he said. We hope he means wool. (Photo by San Suzie.)

A who’s who of contemporary art conservation gathered at the Getty Center last night to hear Rachel Harrison, Doris Salcedo, Paul McCarthy (the man who brought the world the chocolate Santa butt-plug), curator Elizabeth Sussman (of Gordon Matta-Clark, You Are the Measure fame) and conservator Christian Scheidemann talk about conservation and contemporary art. Harrison discussed the problem of removing cobwebs from chicken beaks and replacing cans of exploded grape soda. McCarthy pondered the aging of ketchup. In between, Salcedo bummed everyone out with a long discourse on the meaning of the concentration camp in modern society as expressed by her installation Neither. Scheidemann, who has worked extensively with all of the panelists (as well as Robert Gober, Matthew Barney, and the late Jason Rhoades), repeatedly exclaimed, “The artist is always right!” But if the artist makes a piece out of some unstable, melt-able compound that freaks out at the slightest variation in temperature, how “right” are they?

Find out how to preserve your chocolate butt-plug after the jump.

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Two must-see Miami museums (and one cemetery).

By c-monster on December 5, 2007 in Basel Frazzle, C-Monster, Incisive Reportage, Miami, Museums, San Suzie and Travel. Closed

Detail of a painting in the entry foyer at the Elián González House.

You’ve popped into the Jorge Pardo show at MoCA, you’ve zipped through the Herzog & De Meuron exhibit at MAM, not to mention the 40-plus galleries in Wynwood. But if you think you’ve seen everything there is to see of Miami’s institutional culture, you are sorely mistaken. A short drive out of the Bermuda Art Triangle, to Little Havana, will take you to three exhibits that are not only fascinating, but have the added benefit of highlighting some of the most spectacular bottom-of-the-barrel episodes in the history of U.S.-Latin America relations. Do not leave Miami without a visit to the Elían González House, the Bay of Pigs Museum, and Woodlawn Park Cemetery & Mausoleum, where you can deposit flowers at the graves of both Nicaraguan dictator Anastasio Somoza and Cuban tyrant Gerardo Machado. You want travels in hyper-reality? This is it.

Stop #1: The Elián González House.

Yes. You can visit it.

Conveniently situated around the corner from the always-bustling Islas Canarias Cuban restaurant (don’t miss the mariquitas with mojo de ajo), the museum is situated in the actual house where the six-year-old Elián lived during his four-month stay in the United States in 2000. The four-room cottage is a monument to Elián, containing a copious number of photocollages of the young boy, as well as the complete collection of his wardrobe and toys. The museum, which charges no admission but accepts donations, is run by Elián’s great uncle Delfín, who obligingly shares first-hand stories about the whole sordid drama.

Elián’s old bedroom.

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Tags: anastasio somoza, bay of pigs museum, carlos prio, elian gonzalez house, gerardo machado, Miami, woodlawn park cemetary.

A narchitecture tour of Miami.

By c-monster on December 4, 2007 in Architecture, Basel Frazzle, C-Monster, Incisive Reportage, Narchitecture and San Suzie. 16 Comments

The architectural cognoscenti have long hailed Miami for its treasure trove of Modernist and Art Deco buildings. But like Los Angeles, Tijuana and the outskirts of Cali, Colombia, the city is also home to a flourishing, lesser-known school of 20th century architecture known as “narchitecture”—buildings that look as if they were commissioned by drug dealers. (For the record: it is my esteemed colleague, Rosa Lowinger, who baptized this important, if unheralded, movement.)

Narchitecture is the pit bull of architecture. It grabs you by the (eye) balls and doesn’t let go, marrying a bevy of Mediterranean styles—neo-Classical, Spanish Revival and Fascist—with the vernacular American school known as Contemporary McMansion. The structures are big, overly-decorous and unabashedly gaudy, and, in their placement, show a complete disregard for their environment. The style veers heavily towards the monumental and its decorative motifs include Spanish tile, Roman-style arches and lots and lots of Italianate columns. It is an architecture that says, “Look at me. But don’t ask what I do.”

If you’re in town for Art Basel, don’t miss an opportunity to get on a boat and see Miami’s many fine examples of residential narchitecture.

Herewith, a visual tour (click on the photos to view them large):

Make it big: What narco would be caught dead in a simple, five-room cottage? In narchitecture, size definitely matters.

Narchitecture takes facets of Classical architecture and pumps up the volume. Why let just one Corinthian column do the job when you can have clusters of four?

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Tags: Miami, Narchitecture, narco-architecture, narcotecture.

C-Monster’s Clip-n-Save Basel Packing List.

By c-monster on December 3, 2007 in Basel Frazzle, C-Monster, Incisive Reportage and San Suzie. Closed

The copy of Art Review with the list of the 100 most important people in the art industry.
A German-English dictionary.
An all-black Sprockets wardrobe that will be terrifically ill-suited to the subtropical weather.
A shoehorn: To get your pants on.
Ipecac: So you can stay in those pants.
For the Ladies: Wonderbra® with gel push-up inserts.
For the Gents: The Big Boy Bulge.
Expensive European eyewear that says, “Hey, I know my art.”
Hangover Helper.
Money. Lots of it.

By C-Monster. With reporting by San Suzie, our far-flung correspondent.

Overheard @ the MoCA Murakami Opening

By c-monster on October 28, 2007 in Art, C-Monster, Incisive Reportage and Overheard. 6 Comments

“I think this whole thing is just one big penis.”

“It’s an artwork, not a Rolls Royce.”

MoCA employee to friend: “Have you seen the boutique? It’s soooo hot.”

“I like this one, it’s like the same thing. But different.”

Most repeated expression of the night: “How long is the line?’

All the dazed people in this foto are staring at Murakami, who is standing just below the bottom edge of this frame.

My overview after the jump.

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