Just venting. Just venting.
I have a lot of very bad things to say.
Firstly, the sentence above. Moronic. Childish but not child-like. Pure Apple Mac/Gap/MTV infantile regression of language posing as some kind of pop minimalism.
I have a lot of very bad things to say about art. It's clearly dead. Only the budgets remain. And the professional administrators who ensure that nothing remotely spontaneous nor surprising ever occurs in art again. It's their job to stifle, contain and restrict any artist hoping to just open up their minds and have a go. It's clear that all the colleges and galleries exist to provide jobs for people who like conferences and their holiday homes in France.
I have other very bad things to say about art. Recently I've noticed a trend in the arts recruitment notices I get by email; presenting the new trend of interns.
This shoddy american idea seems to be the current mainstay of theatre companies, experimental theatre companies, art galleries and the like. Basically it involves recruiting somebody to come and work for you for free. Purely for the experience and networking that it provides. You can network with other unpaid art proles and collectively moan about the hideous anal pedants who administer your respective arts companies. They'll continue to complain about how much it costs to pay a nice old man from the village to check their holiday home out once in a while. You get to turn up, take care of all the paperwork, not smoke, not drink, not have an original idea taken on, and basically you'll walk away feeling not at all like the cunt that you've become. Interns take note, you are a laughing stock in the eyes of decent normal people who would never swap hard cash for the chance to suck up to somebody who can fill in an arts council grants form.
Some other very bad things I have to say but not about art.
The government is considering fining young people who choose not to stay in education until they're eighteen. Fantastic idea. When economies start to flake out due to them consisting of dot com bullshit and unheralded lending by banks, then we'll not only have a generation who have studied for jackshit, they'll also be smarting from being criminalised in the course of that pointless pursuit. Fucking genius. They'll love you and will show our nation nothing but the respect and mercy that you've shown them.
It doesn't stop there, the nastiness. The new curriculum for three to five year olds is being put in place. So it seems that from the age of three to the age of eighteen, you are owned by the education system. From thirty six months of age you are tested and subsequently classified, you are compelled to attend where they say, when they say, and whilst there you must do what they say. There is a short list of what you may study, and there are no exceptions to this short list. All the people dealing with your education must ensure that you comply with a timetable of learning and experience which has been decided by a committee of people you will never meet. You may not always be protected from harm whilst at school, but you have no alternative but to attend. Failure to comply with these orders may result in either you or your parents receiving a criminal record. There are no circumstances other than serious hospital treatment, which will allow you to spend any part of your childhood beyond the control of the education department.
And this is for your own good.
I have other bad things to say but it's late.
Firstly, the sentence above. Moronic. Childish but not child-like. Pure Apple Mac/Gap/MTV infantile regression of language posing as some kind of pop minimalism.
I have a lot of very bad things to say about art. It's clearly dead. Only the budgets remain. And the professional administrators who ensure that nothing remotely spontaneous nor surprising ever occurs in art again. It's their job to stifle, contain and restrict any artist hoping to just open up their minds and have a go. It's clear that all the colleges and galleries exist to provide jobs for people who like conferences and their holiday homes in France.
I have other very bad things to say about art. Recently I've noticed a trend in the arts recruitment notices I get by email; presenting the new trend of interns.
This shoddy american idea seems to be the current mainstay of theatre companies, experimental theatre companies, art galleries and the like. Basically it involves recruiting somebody to come and work for you for free. Purely for the experience and networking that it provides. You can network with other unpaid art proles and collectively moan about the hideous anal pedants who administer your respective arts companies. They'll continue to complain about how much it costs to pay a nice old man from the village to check their holiday home out once in a while. You get to turn up, take care of all the paperwork, not smoke, not drink, not have an original idea taken on, and basically you'll walk away feeling not at all like the cunt that you've become. Interns take note, you are a laughing stock in the eyes of decent normal people who would never swap hard cash for the chance to suck up to somebody who can fill in an arts council grants form.
Some other very bad things I have to say but not about art.
The government is considering fining young people who choose not to stay in education until they're eighteen. Fantastic idea. When economies start to flake out due to them consisting of dot com bullshit and unheralded lending by banks, then we'll not only have a generation who have studied for jackshit, they'll also be smarting from being criminalised in the course of that pointless pursuit. Fucking genius. They'll love you and will show our nation nothing but the respect and mercy that you've shown them.
It doesn't stop there, the nastiness. The new curriculum for three to five year olds is being put in place. So it seems that from the age of three to the age of eighteen, you are owned by the education system. From thirty six months of age you are tested and subsequently classified, you are compelled to attend where they say, when they say, and whilst there you must do what they say. There is a short list of what you may study, and there are no exceptions to this short list. All the people dealing with your education must ensure that you comply with a timetable of learning and experience which has been decided by a committee of people you will never meet. You may not always be protected from harm whilst at school, but you have no alternative but to attend. Failure to comply with these orders may result in either you or your parents receiving a criminal record. There are no circumstances other than serious hospital treatment, which will allow you to spend any part of your childhood beyond the control of the education department.
And this is for your own good.
I have other bad things to say but it's late.
posted by familyhobgoblin at 6:35 PM
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