LA ART SUCKS

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Art in LA sucks! I never seen such horrible time. I never meet such boring people. I never driving in so much traffic. I never talk to so many dumb girls. I never this lonley even in China where too many men live for a straight man.

Circus Gallery Size show

I had not been to circus gallery yet. I heard people talking about it and read la weekly article "Going against the grain, Circus Gallery has scheduled events for August, when the rest of the art world is on vacation. This is great for those of us stuck in town and looking for something to do."

Ok, gallery looks exciting and young.  I'm stuck. I go.

Week after week i go. It disappointed me so much. Size show was typical. objects you would see in gallery called "martha's gallery" . If a retard can recognize art in outside world, among public life, then artist has failed really bad. I'm sure the best of idiots could tell these objects where meant to be called art. And performances i see were mediocre. maybe not interesting better word.

Every week, people getting drunk. looked like fun, but not sure.  I did not talk to no one. Im confused why they celebrate shitty sculpture and outdated video art being projected? maybe they don't know how to be greater than to pretend art school still alive?

8.25 Jail and Treehouse Gallery

In front of gallery many cute girls with short skirts and nice legs. I wanted to touch. To bad girls were  only beautiful thing at show. Photos were shit. For moment i thought gallery might be cool since next to all bail bond offices. people who call themselves photographers never have good ideas. they are suck in Antonioni's blow up, which is stupid movie. outdated just like godard. There is no reason to have history if only going to breed shity culture. I can't remember photo show now but it was shit.

Girls are more covered at treehouse gallery. bad exhibition layout. There are thoughts in work but very premature. Tvs on floor. so 80's. so boring. a piece of scrap metal in middle with long pretentious title about car bombs. but i see no car bomb happen. i dont know when and how he blow up car. he should blow up gallery. art terrorism. yes. im on to something.

There 1 piece good all other bland like dutch food. 1 girl with nice smile. i wanted to kiss.

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.

9.28-9.29 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.

Steve Turner Contemporary, GOOD magazine and 1830

Gallery openings and parties, are just like female sex, the tighter the better. If too open i dont feel anything. If too tight (like butthole) everyone complains.

Good magazine was a wide whore. I didn't bring lasso with me, so hard getting attention. so i drank free vodka and ran around natural history museum doing nothing and wondering WTF i doing. just like fucking someone, then you realize you dont want to fuck them anymore but you just keep going and cum fast. Same with party, i just get drunk faster and then leave and next day, like fucking somone you didnt want to fuck, you can pretend that last night, whatever that nothing was, is life.  What of bunch of shit we are.

Life after shit the next day was at Steve turner contemporary. Much tighter but i still talk to no one cause i dont care to talk to no one. and art could have been good if it was better.

1830 sunset. Big party and bands playing everywhere. on rooftop with bottle of merlot. life is almost good. Not much to hate but only the enthusiasm of the young people. maybe its their first party ever. A Hot Argentina girl talks to me about gallery she opening downstairs and how she loves the medium "acrylic". I wanted to tell her how i hate painting but that would not be good for dick, so i said  "i love your energy". And she wrapped her legs around me and dry hump me and said thats what her band does when they play music. tight is good. but i turn my head to another conversation and she escaped without my cum.

i find her and make babies that rip the anus of the world.

vulgar video art at sandroni.rey

Holy shit, give me a gun i dont know if i should shoot  artist or  people in audience for watching fucking shit video art.I walk into sandroni.rey gallery to green light (ok, cool) and big huge box/roomin middle of gallery (very cool). People inside carpeted box room watching video art. FUCK, i see overlap images, cheese cross-fades, bad camera work, and idiot talking about revolution, and other fucking bullshit. FUCK are people still doing LSD and Shrooms, reading aldous huxley and Ginberg in coffee shops. Who the fuck uses the word REVOLUTION. WTF? Give me a handful of knifes and i will have the stupid curator of this show begging for revolution. FUCKING AMERICANS! Your heart is as predictable as your women: STUPID. Why. I dont understand. Its like buying music tape, like using hairspray, like thinking love last forever? What artist thinking like this? Fuck your poetry, fuck your symbols and metaphor. Take them and ram it up Matthey barney's asshole ,where it belongs and he will love. Nitszche quiver in your grave, the 21st century will forget you.

Hollywood Macabre

I dont understand Halloween. Just like i dont understand sports. Im not sure what happens in peoples brains and why they they jump when monkeys make goals. I wont understand many things in life but some things i do understand. Like other day i walk into bathroom and two guys are taking shit next to each other in stalls. They talk to each other and share laughs, like normal conversation. I take pee and i dont question for a second the conversation over shit taking. It makes sense to me.

Now for Art.
I can tell u i saw many new galleries in chinatown last night and u can expect to know they are shit. so maybe i dont waste your time with stupid Daniel Hug, kontainer, David something something, and many other dumb galleries. But Before cocaine and whiskey and halloween makeouts with lesbian on party porch, i walk into Telic gallery and memories of New York city last summer i get. BAM BAM. Needles. Blood. Glass. Yelling. yippie ya yeh cowboy. Performance is hollywood. I wonder why there isnt performance art agents in hollwyood putting together macabre shows. Everyone gets a kick and it means nothing in the end - perfect for los angeles. Its like casual encounters. I give to guilty pleasure and watch hoping to see hurt, to see audience get hurt. Pick me Joe Deutch so i can bite your bottom lip and we make movie together. But he doesn't. And he spits saliva into needle and pretend to take drugs. OH god, please. I leave and hunt for beer and in one hour im at hop louie bar doing coke off girls breasts (no, not really, but its a night of hollywood so i can pretend) White China happens later in Anthem magazine party with 2 white girls and australian guy in restroom, while i pee in bathtub and one girl pee in toliet. Los angeles loves coke. Just like blockbuster movies. YAP YAP YAP and nothing happens. I dont care what they say and they dont care what i say "i dont remember say that last night". PArty was party with liquid of the spirits and cop lights, and i was hoping to hear and watch fight but nothing happened. So when i was leaving party, i push guy with shoulder who was too close and he push back harder and i turn around ready to chew on face when some girl says "what a fucking asshole"- talking about the other guy. I smile to her and walk away.   

pubic hair for postmodern pussies

There are to many postmodern pussies. Everything is good to them. Fuck that. They are like whores. Take everything they get. Only fascist understand love now. maybe terrorist if they can keep their bombs inside asshole and gut. No actually terrorist are stupid to. but maybe stupid is good. My heart now sour like sartre in nausea. no, no maybe better describe with flat pessimism of  Yoshihiro Tatsumi,  laughter of donnie darko at end of movie and the chainsaw of batemen in american psycho. Lets throw in hate  from rape scene in irreversible and with the patience of Michael Haneke holding u by ballls, tickling you slowly. do u like. u game.

I go to Blum and Poe last weekend and it was so bad. is there hope for BP? tonight i made letter to them and will send in morning. im sending them my pubic hairs for being assholes and show mary popping idiot. gangsta artist. artist need to learn from black people how to thug.

   

a dickless dick for curators

I get phone call from curator in New York today. we started conversation in email 4 months ago. She listen but not really. I send cd and dvd and she look and sent email. But email says nothing. So i send blog last thursday. she read. she calls me today. Hi.

Most curators are annoying mid 30 something women. i dont know why. maybe they get fatter and uglier. They are losing life. Maybe they are just losing. One thing for sure. They want dick. Or pussy, whatever makes saggy clit happy. Between smart talk they learn in college and lonely bed time reading they just say "fuck me please". Im ok with sex economy. Like old rich man with young bimbo. Dont pretend is Love. Dont pretend is art. Dont pretend your smart. Its only dick and pussy. please don't write a novel.

Ok, sorry. me and midwife white curator talk on phone. She started gallery two years ago, maybe after husband stop giving dick (i found she married in conversation). She ask me stupid questions like most curators do. She sound sexy over phone. but internet photo says slightly different. My dick is confused. But i try to answer questions but i say words that sound arrogant and i try to make up by jumping into a sex analogy "talking about  work makes me feel like being in middle of sex and thinking about sex. is everything working? is she having good time. you know it doesn't work..." ....Ok. she laughs and very hard. Great! She want dick or maybe my art to make money (yes, lets have sex and money, we dont have love). I dont say but i will show her when i go to new york in January. Yes, dick is most powerful when there is no dick in dick but only stiff blood. Too much dick man, man confuses with love. Man is weak.

I hope she gives me show after reading this (hi)

Bombs on Bergamont strip

Someone should bomb Bergamont station in middle of parking lot. Maybe we dont call art.  So I'm no Joe deutsch screaming bataillan primordial cock from nerve of unconscious blah blah fuck. Maybe its only terrorism. Cold ball of smoke. Nothing more.  I dont know it  but maybe the only exciting thing in LA. I do know it's more punk than show i see  at track 16 by anna summa. Fucking show called "los angeles: photographs" Fuck u. Fuck naming conventions of art world. Fuck u i go back to gallery and steal all your photographs and reselll in underground art market. Fuck u. What punk does this generation have? What generation does this generation have? Who cares about history. its autistic anyway.

And here we are. So i see other show by something johnson at big fat man's gallery who i hear is big asshole and pervert (like most fat men with small dicks) and has fetish with asian women (i notice many white men do) Patrick Painter Gallery.   Show not bad. i dont believe it. maybe why big fat man gets dick suck by little Asian girls he hires at front desk. He did buy bas jan ader works. ok. i look for him but not find. i do come across artist and i tried talking to him, but he 1 foot bigger than me and talks like andy warhol, but more gay and nervous. and he leaves me. of course. So walk around and see vernacular show. vernacular means u steal off american apparel but less sex and gloss. Fuck u. Someone go poop in front door of gallery. Next i see hip-hop show. No black people. 2 latin people. I hate graffiti art. Americans are stupid and love. they think its punk. its sooo cool. so "urban" i write with crayon on wall. haha. im urban. idiots. they should hang suicide knots in parks, lots of suicide knots in parks. Thats real graffiti. fuck aesthetics. if you painter and reading this i want u to die. Please go way. this world no longer meant for "expression" or "meaning". No more. die. Dont give me your feelings. not even indifference. Ill smash u like fire extinguisher in irreversible movie. Dont give. only die.

Scarface kill the art critic

Los Angeles so dumb even critics of city are stupider than idiot who visit galleries. One idiot, Christopher Knight write LA Times article making painting look great (Common). who does that? U think u rebel. Don't be attention whore Chris. We know painting is stupid. Like i say in comment on article. Its not painting that should die but painters (u can quote). Ok so know one is as ugly as me to say something like that. Such pussy generation  in america. spoiled.  u remember scene in scarface when paccino in restaurant and goes crazy and starts telling everyone he is bad man. I'm scarface of art world  (but with less money, less drugs). The only problem i cannot big big gangster in art world there is only so much i can hustle and control. Not enough money, even if i control Damien hirst and Richard prices of world. Even if i take over the gogysian and saatchi empire and buy out all art consultants. What would i control. Fuck! what would i sale.  Maybe i collect everything and burn in island and videotape live on internet or maybe make photo of event, or maybe just video or maybe i just talk about it or maybe invite selected audience to experience. or maybe i create a new gallery and bring ashes of yesterday art world. No maybe i just burn all art, everything, just get rid and know one sees and so we only have copies living on internet, floating, copies, stupid jpg copies of everything. Haha. Art what a fucking game. What a joke. Lets hide.

LA ART SUCKS found on google

A tribute to Bad Men of the internet.

NIGGER ART

i want to see nigggers make art. White artist are too prickly and boring. chinese art is scam, living on weird exotic affirmative action. Latin artist are too didactic. Ok so you poor and look like shit. who cares. Japanese make art for underage only, just like it likes girls. I think japan in eternal infantile autism.  Freud would have loved japan today. So really, what we need is more art from the niggers but no talk about injustice, no talk about racism, just pure dog brain nigger action. stupid like a rap song. erect like a mandingo dick. i dont even think nigger art belong to a race or color. it just belongs to nigger brains. ugha ugha. For example, everyone in time experience a moment they never say happening, or see themselves like never think before. She became a lusty whore, craving dick. He became a bad man, seeking to hurt. But it began with whore with the right man and the wrong time, and for the bad man, a grudge not able to be set free and why he takes out in others. I am in love with this whore and this bad man. I want them. I need them. I am them. Why dont you need? Nigger Art. Like you never seen coming. like it wasnt suppose to happen. Not to you. Not to art world. Nigger Art. Stupider than your mom. stupider than your stupid dog. Dog brains. The new revolution. Toss me a  bone that taste like vagina and i will chew happy till the world comes crumbling apart around my balls and takes away that thing. that thing.

Nasty VVORK

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Keep thinking nigger art and please give me.

Rich Bitch at mandrake

shes a rich bitch a bling bitch. matching white dresses with black stockings on stupid beautiful smile to expensive for hungry nigger like me. Rich bitches. These rich bitches with rich bitch wallpaper, from rich bitch schools, like most  this saturday night a mandrake bar. those crossroads rich bitches from santa monica and nyc. She and he. yellow piss champaign dancing. Go home and fuck ur daddy.

Just after i posted nigger art, what do rich bitch do, but make clever art. they make wallpapers mainly from computer generated images. some grided. some not. "haha, wallpaper that so stupid. Its so ugly,Yes i make nigger art . thats so clever of me rich bitch white"  NO rich bitch! Irony is dead. Go home and fuck ur daddy.

The Problem is that rich bitch think art is like game of chess, like sausser said about language, like the game the little devil, marcel du-champ play 100 years ago. and the question for the rich bitch is always how can i be clever, how can i be an artist. That is wrong game for this century of nigger art. Niggers don't know rich bitch luxury of boredom. Niggers dont see 36 flavors, 53 colors, 7 different sizes, glossy or matte, red or white wine. the only colors that niggers like me see are the same colors that hitler saw. and now the art world is  biggest fucking jew. 

Go home and fuck  daddy

neo futurist mumbo jumbo without the accent

Why young american artist dress so bad, ugly hip. Why most american artist girls look like chubby dikes who rock mean keoroke. Why artist act stupid, like little kids pretending to be precious like, with annoying jubilance? Why do pretty girl artist always make too smart art that only excites french intellectuals in graves. Why do conceptual artist continue deliver punch lines with romantic vomit that taste like yesterday's shit? Why is weird still an art form and practical not? Why do white people keep making art for psychoanalytic masturbation and dark people make art for social debate? Where does terrorism, culture war, fascism, sadism, evil, power, death, addiction, hedonism  fall in between fake american artist with precious pussies, boring dicks and the world of stupid curators who's education, by default of its distance from its subject matter of critique and appraisal, is no longer justified, wanted, needed, necessary.

Art is not a luxury. I remember meeting cute law student  at bar 2 years ago and she said something that make me almost punch her in face. "so your an artist, that's great that you have the time to do things, I wish i could have more time to take photographs, i like take pictures" WTF ! Whole generations, whole cultures, whole universes can be condensed to this one bitch at that moment at the threes of club bar in Hollywood, off vine and santa monica, 10:30 pm on a thursday night in 2005. Art is not about pretty pictures in the sky bitch. I dont understand why artist continue to see and make art as process and state of excess, instead as a necessity of a cultural war, a mentality of combat, a definitive hate that is sharp, clear, demanding and vulnerable to the worst actions accessible to human behavior. This is art for me. This is nigger art in the way i have articulated it. It's not nice. it's not pretty. It doesnt come from upple middle class suburbian homes with garden state stories of pussy depression and american beauty dysfucntionality. It doesn't laugh at napoleon dynamite cause it hasn't grown to know irony. It hates Family Guy, excessive witty banter unrealistic and empty. It never takes a prosaic, its never been molested or abused but it makes no promise not to molest and hurt.  nigger art has never seen a psychoanalysts nor has screamed injustice in court. Its politics is held with the erection of mandingo dick and the only sentiments it feels is that of the dog whos teeth is already found chewing the leg of young child. Nigger art is the last act of Haneke's 7th continent, Klaus Kinski  in werner herzogs aguire the wrath of god, its R.Kelly in trapped in the closet, its the columbine kids, its aldof hitler, its kathy acker, jean genet, santiago serria, gasper noe, gang members, thugs, tupac, jack nicholson in carnal knowledge, michelle houellebecq in his better moments and of course me song kwai li....

Photographers are not Artist.

7:45 pm. In middle of a workshop for legal issues pertaining to artist who do photography. The room is filled with 40 something year old 2nd rate commercial photographers who still believe in beautiful pics and human expression. Oh god! I almost want to punch every single one and save human race from these stupid liberal hippie junk wasting our time. And they go on about their precious projects and worries about getting their shit stolen or some prick suing them for photographing him with his mistress unknowingly. I raise hand and ask lawyer "so i can steal someone's photograph who has not registered their photo and register their photo under my name" lawyer "hypothetical you mean". "No. To be honest. Thats what i do. I steal photos." Everyone in the room gives sighs and ahrgs. I realize all these losers are photographers not artist. My hate rises to my voice quickly. I keep probing about intellectual property and flikr. Some bitch a part of the council at lacma something something interrupts me angrily while looking at me, why don't you take your own photographs. "I'M NOT A PHOTOGRAPHER, IM AN ARTIST. I DOCUMENT WHAT PEOPLE DO. I SELECT WHAT I FIND INTERESTING. WHAT I WANT TO SEE. I MAKE IT MY OWN. I PUT VALUE INTO IT." my voice is authoritative, loud almost bordering violent. The lawyer interjects, and the room shuffles in unison - i want to bash all of them with construction cranes. My blood is ready for fists. I can see all their idiot ideals stamped across their foreheads, in their disapproving nods.  And i hear "its just unethical". What fucking idiots.  The lawyer brings up baldessari and richard prince. Like these idiots know them.

I leave as soon seminar is over and head over to the nearest bar i see on 4th street santa monica. I see some hot girl with rolling rock so i do same. The scene is too ridiculous, too white, too bro-hoe y for me and i drink beer in 2 minutes and leave for eastside where i live and die, thugging.

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Ramp for killing people, 2008, c-print 10x14

Bob # 1, 2008, Silver Hiliade Print, 11x14

Vampire Thugging - Verse1, Take 21

I started rapping last week. Here is first verse, take 21 or 22. 

I be having dis twitch - Verse 3

Mutahfucka, Mutahfuckera, Mutahfuckea, Mutahfuckea,
Mutahfucka, Mutahfuckera, ,
I be having this twich in my nerves
I be having this twich in my head
Mutahfucka
I be having this twich run my blood
Mutahfucka,
I be having twich in my dick
Mutahfucka,
I be having this twich hit my heart
Mutahfucka
I be having this twich when I wake
Muthafucker muthatfucka

Mutahfuckers listen up,
This twich blowing up, I aint stopping till the alarms pull me away
Cause I’ll beat, crack, break heads till they fucking split
Starting with LA , New york, worldwide bitch!

From Saatchi to gogysh, shit I’ll handle dis with a bitch slap
no more pretty pictures, u fucking outdated muthafuckers
shove that brush in your ass, twirl, pop out, paint your face like 2 girls and cup

Mothafuka I luv the stank of pussy on my lips
So im creeping on, eating art kids for dinna,
Holla Hannibal and Hitler drunk inside me ,
Call it another 9ll, I Osama bin laden

Mothafucka me against dis art game, holding mine till you know my name, watch the spots, light my charm, homicidal manics raise your arms show love for this twich, against all, lets blow this bitch

Mothafuka im losing my head
Let me borrow your head
Let me borrow your head
Cause im losing my head
Im losing my head
Let me borrow your head
Let me borrow your head,
head im loosing my head
im loosing my head, let me borrow your head
let me borrow your head, im loosing my head,
mothafucka, im losing my head
let me borrow your head.