LA ART SUCKS

9.08. Chinatown. Forgeting.

I forget why I go out to galleries. I think people who go to bars feel the same way after many times. In the end most of us go home by ourselves, feeling even worse than before going out. The secret in los angeles is that you get so drunk you forget what happened and next day you forget why you went out – and then you do it again. I think this only way Los Angeles has not committed mass suicide; it’s too stupid to think about it. Oh that would be so great. Fantastic project for los angeles. We call it 28 hours before the Devil saves us all.

Before Los angeles dies I went to galleries in Chinatown and forgot many anonymous paintings. I hate painting. I can’t remember why I hate painting but I don’t even remember what they look like. At the university (before I dropped out) I remember going to party with many American students and one said something profound when talking about girls he would have sex with “ a hole is a hole” everyone started laughing and cheering. I guess a painting is a painting only problem I don’t want to stick dick in. So why do I care. I don’t. Maybe this is how gay people feel at straight bars.

I drink many beers (4,5) from gallery to gallery see if anything interesting would happen but I call friend to pick me up because I drink to much. Next morning I woke up, had super strong coffee that gave me bad toilet time. I walked down the street to my car and then remembered my car was in Chinatown. Fuck. Stupid los angeles.

9.12 words i think

This weekend is setup for great disappointment. I know. The week has been long. Money is running short. I need sex. I hope the galleries have free beer on saturday. Will i see any great art at culver city, im afraid to look on the websites. It might immediately depress me why some people get shows and other good artist don't. There are too many artist. Just as there are too many businessmen, too many cops, too many doctors, just to many crap. All the same. same model.

9.14 Hipsters and Art

Two months ago I moved to new part of town where many hipsters live - thats what people call them. they look like these people. I run into my neighbor  (She's hot) outside on porch. She almost looks like hipster. I dont care. We go to gallery in miracle mile area of los angeles together. Many Jewish Haradim. Show was dollhouses from hell and castrated cut-outs. Haha i just made show sound better than what it was. Show was boring. People looked like fancy dinner people who come after dinner looking for "high art". what a bunch of fucking idiots. I get  urge to do vomit performance in the gallery but then i'm no Viennese actionist and i think my chances in making out with my new friend would not be so good. So i wait for the hipster princess (she bored too) and we go drink whiskey in car.

The night continued unrolling things i have done and some i haven't done.   

My sources reported to me next day that Brian Megee Show at Redcat was filled with hipsters. OH NO!, they are infiltrating art scene i tell source. Source tells me show look like party everyone getting drunk. uhh i said to source. almost sounds like my night. Maybe i dont care about hipsters. im going to shave their heads off.

9.15 Culvery City Cunts

They had the most beer and the only good show in culver city art walk. Blum and Poe was good and everyone suck ass, even LAX was boring. Lightbox took out everything they had in back of gallery and put together shit show and then run out of beer to early. About every fifth person I walk by I could punch in face. Girls trying to sound smart so boys can think they are more than just stupid cunt but then they are fake annoying stupid cunt. Pretending is ground zero of los angeles social life. Since it has no culture, no personality, no history, no sense of permanence, Everyone in los angeles, even imports like me can easily forget how to speak honest. You are fucking boring me, this painting is stupid, I hate that show, no I don’t give a fuck who you are. Everytime I go to gallery opening my heart feels like a gun, I drive and walk faster. I look at people like im going to eat their skulls. These people are toilet paper I wipe my ass with.

Fuck the MFA

Fuck MFA. Fuck MFA in los angeles. Fuck MFA everywhere greater USA. Art school breeds shit. (read this line 100 times) then jump out of window. 

Burn friends with torch

No artist should have friends. No artist should have friends that are bad artist.  Bad art is created from having bad friends with wrong perspective on everything. The bad artist, bad friends, and wrong perspectives on everything create little art worlds that depress and waste time. Sucking each others dick, eating each others asshole, together bad friends and bad artist grow to form galleries like the ones in Los angeles.

This post was inspired by Angela Hanley, Overduin and Kite, and Redling Fine Art exhibition during last weeks.

9.28-9.29 Fat girls on stage

I woke up Friday evening to a phone call about art show in Hollywood. "what, Hollywood?". Free vodka my friend says. "Ok,  i take bus if you give a ride home" "k". The place was filled with hipsters and Brittney spears art. And for second it was more better than most shit i see everywhere else. At least it was stupid stupid. Stupid "as  found" in  collective american society. Sometimes being chinese in art setting helps sometimes know one gives fuck. In Bergamont, i say im chinnese artist, people bow to my feet, when i say  to girl at vodka party friday, im from Beijing, I think she think of 2 things 1) im not Japanese 2) do they have American apparel in China? I think this is why men like cumming on girls faces. It's just about attention. Bam, im here.

Saturday - No hangover  No regrets. I head over to Telic for a screening but get there too late. A fat girl is on stage with dog and golden mic asking people to give affirmations. "WTF". I want to see movie curated by glen phillips. People look ugly in audience. So i leave, get boba, go home and masturbate to internet porn and take more nap.