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BACK FROM THE FUTURE |  Dan Clowes, Eightball #4, "The Future" | September, 2007 - I took a walk outside my art studio late one night last week and wandered through the adjoining concrete factory next door. Lost among the hundreds of concrete pipes, sewer lines and various other oversized items that would find
their true purpose buried underground, I made an alarming find.
Hidden in some thick brush was a time machine. No, it wasn't a Delorean or some other Hollywood concoction, but a real life time machine. |
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Nervous, I haphazardly flipped a couple switches and soon heard a whirring sound. I didn't have a chance to jump out, and I was soon surrounded by a dizzying array of lights and my ears popped a few times. After a couple of minutes, everything stopped. I stepped outside into the year 2525. Over five hundred years into the future, nothing looked the same. The city of Austin literally reached through the sky, and I was disappointed there was still no sign of flying cars. I was on a busy street,
and surprisingly, people were dressed quite similarly to today's fashions, although all the fashions seemed a bit tighter and more revealing.
What does one do with the future? Do you look up future relatives? Read a history book to see how things turned out? What does a map of the world look like? Does food still taste good? Has the English language finally succumbed to text messaging and internet slang? OMG? LOL?
I asked around and found a modern bookstore and went directly to the art section. More than any other question running through my head, I wanted to see just how the art world would judge the twentieth century. In the long history of art, it seemed the chapters relative to my lifespan were condensed to a few paragraphs:
| "The Twentieth Century was a time of dramatic change. First, mechanized industrial processes overtook the old way of doing things, and soon after, the digital age was born, and with the advent of computers, working processes were streamlined, allowing for greater advances in science, space exploration and health systems. Society responded to these changes with world wars, and the
continuation of ethnic and racial strife, and the divide between the haves and have nots grew exponentially over time. Unable to grasp the overwhelming power of advances in communication technology (the telephone, television and internet), the world continued to splinter as each ethnic group and religious sect were given greater individual voices and authority. Much like the society 'growing up' around it, the art of the Twentieth Century was a fractured affair, with a dizzying march of '-isms' which masqueraded as the
epitome of the highest forms of art, but instead signified a decidedly insular, insignificant and largely obsolete 'art' devoid of all craft and meaning. The masters of the Twentieth Century, Jack Levine, Philip Guston, and Willem De Kooning among them, were all but thrown to the wayside to make way for a self sustaining system of galleries and critics supported by bourgeoisie money. By the end of the Twentieth Century, the '-isms' that dominated the art world became '-ists', with innovation, thought and spirit reduced to making pale
imitations of prior movements. Architecture and music were the biggest offenders of this, and fortunately, the poor construction materials of the day proved even more disposable than ever imagined.
Much like the cheap pop culture and celebrity obsessed society of the late Twentieth Century, craft and meaning were replaced by empty bravado and self aggrandizement, and the self referential treatment of art and the individual buttressed the continuing emptiness of the associated imagery, which often reused pop icons and simple geometric forms or simply didn't exist. Art became an expensive commodity that few could afford, enjoy, or understand, and its irrelevance continued through the middle of the Twenty Third Century, when
the Spiritual Revolution rediscovered the human spirit."
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ONGOING AND UPCOMING SHOWS
2008 COMING SOON Tales of the Really White Vigilante, Volume 2 our intrepid hero battles hipsters, music festivals and his own demons NOVEMBER Solo Show A show of new work DECEMBER Blue Genie Art Bazaar creative gifts for the Holiday Season
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