Pretentious bollocks
Possibly the worst event I ever went to was an evening of turntablists in London. The lights went down, the first guy put a cymbal onto a turntable, dropped the needle on it and left it making screeching noises for ten minutes.
When the lights came up, half the audience had snuck out.
What's the most pretentious rubbish you've ever been to see in the name of art?
( , Wed 28 Sep 2005, 14:19)
Possibly the worst event I ever went to was an evening of turntablists in London. The lights went down, the first guy put a cymbal onto a turntable, dropped the needle on it and left it making screeching noises for ten minutes.
When the lights came up, half the audience had snuck out.
What's the most pretentious rubbish you've ever been to see in the name of art?
( , Wed 28 Sep 2005, 14:19)
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Paint splats
I decided to do a photography course a few years back at Tamworth college and just to give you the layout of the room we used, it had a darkroom on the left as you walked in with a balcony above for computer type work.
The course was only one day a week if you were doing the photography thing but it was also part of an art course which took up the rest of the week for the pale skinned goth types who had left school with nothing better to do.
Anyway, on one of the day I went in for my picture taking lesson there was a huge canvas laid out on the floor below the balcony with loads of different paint splats and bits of balloons all over it (you can imagine the creative process) and we were told by the teacher (or whatever the pretentious fops in charge of these courses are called) not to tread on it as it wasn't finished yet.
How the fuck do you know when a target for paint bombs is finished??
( , Fri 30 Sep 2005, 13:16, Reply)
I decided to do a photography course a few years back at Tamworth college and just to give you the layout of the room we used, it had a darkroom on the left as you walked in with a balcony above for computer type work.
The course was only one day a week if you were doing the photography thing but it was also part of an art course which took up the rest of the week for the pale skinned goth types who had left school with nothing better to do.
Anyway, on one of the day I went in for my picture taking lesson there was a huge canvas laid out on the floor below the balcony with loads of different paint splats and bits of balloons all over it (you can imagine the creative process) and we were told by the teacher (or whatever the pretentious fops in charge of these courses are called) not to tread on it as it wasn't finished yet.
How the fuck do you know when a target for paint bombs is finished??
( , Fri 30 Sep 2005, 13:16, Reply)
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