Spatial ruptures don't disrupt the cool of our redoubtable artist-mentor, Simon de Pury, however. At the opening of this week's show, his aristocratic Swiss accent happily stirs the artists from sleep as he bursts into their rooms, cheerfully calling out, "Wake-ee wake-ee, artists!" (I imagine his child with a permanently startled look.) As the contestants commiserate about the harshness of last week's crits, my inner sadist grins. Tewz, who likes to remind us that he was arrested once for writing graffiti and put in Cook County Jail, sighs that loser Ugo "was a nice guy." Obviously irked that Ugo was a rival for female attention, Sucklord snaps, "Yeah, well, nice guys finish last." Soon the artists meet Simon and host China Chow in a park. I relish Young's veiled-sultana look and Leon's samurai topknot. Suddenly five guys run around the artists, doing backflips, jumping off walls, leaping from curbs. It's parkour, the activity (a quick BlackBerry Google tells me) in which people run through urban spaces doing death-defying acrobatic moves. Parkour is the basis for this week's challenge: Make a work of art about motion. Readers, viewers, let me confess something right now. I've made my peace with Bravo's ideas for challenges. Anything that gets the artists working is fine with me. I'm still waiting for the producers to respond to all my e-mails telling them to have the artists design a religion or draw the afterlife or make a video-portrait of each other.
The artists are then split into groups. I love this, because I know I could never work with anyone. Neither can 99 percent of artists, who spend most of their time alone in their studios going nuts, doubting themselves, deluding themselves with grandeur, or masturbating. One group talks about motion in such literal terms that I wonder whether some of these people are even artists. As Bayeté discusses "stop-motion" and Sara frets, a dazzling idea is offered by last week's winner, Michelle, who sweetly says "I'd love to do a pooping piece." Everyone stops. The boys boggle. Sara frets more. Sucklord demands, "What does poop have to do with motion?!" The witty Kymia says "digestion" (kindly failing to add "you big dummy!"). The other group goes off the rails, choosing the geopolitical abstract theme of global migration. This absurdity drives Jazz-Minh to go do backflips with the hunky parkour guys. Kathryn then says she'd like to do something about … "digestion." Boy, did she end up in the wrong group.
Thank you for sharing your insights. I have always felt that the work must play so very differently on television. (Thinking specifically of Leon's latest piece at the moment. I would have loved to see that in the gallery!)
Oh, and there is a pooping piece in Michelle's portfolio, Jerry. Hopefully you can content yourself with that because I, for one, am not eager to see another. LOL
Designing the afterlife or creating a religion are amazing ideas. I hope the producers listen to you eventually. Also, I only noticed you were short this week because you mentioned it last week ;)
I would have more interested in Kathryn's work if she made use of anything other than a bloody rag..Hmm..maybe some of Sucklord's dolls?
I just saw this one on demand and am stuck by this whole theme thing so it can be judged like a competition. The looser was trapped by her need to express the pain of her Crohn's disease in every piece she does. Repetition a no –no on the show… yet is encouraged by the art world to create a brand Identity. Didn’t Keith Haring basically repeat the same wiggly doodle baby’s? I don’t like anything done on this episode, the winner being very lucky the theme was motion… something film is great at. What disappointing is that the judges don’t know better that any kind of video loop is “mesmerizing.” It’s called hypnosis… achieved by chanting or repeating numbers or images in your head. I was wrong last week about video guy loosing sooner that later, but I think this is his last time near the top. Video is not fine art as much is it’s what it is: short films with no home.