This amazing piece of film was made by N. Khodataev in 1924. It’s Soviet propaganda, but also an amazing relic of early animation. Watch it for yourself and try to figure out what’s going on, besides exciting modernism.
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Above: Wall Street’s bull monument.
ARCHITECTURE. – Architecture is the expression of the true nature of societies, as physiognomy is the expression of the nature of individuals. However, this comparison is applicable, above all, to the physiognomy of officials (prelates, magistrates, admirals). In fact, only society’s ideal nature – that of authoritative command and prohibition – expresses itself in actual architectural constructions. Thus great monuments rise up like dams, opposing a logic of majesty and authority to all unquiet elements; it is in the form of cathedrals and palaces that church and state speak to and impose silence upon the crowds. Indeed, monuments obviously inspire good social behaviour and often even genuine fear. The fall of the Bastille is symbolic of this state of things. This mass movement is difficult to explain otherwise than by popular hostility toward monuments, which are their veritable masters.
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Above: Emperor Haute Couture by Margaret Sutherland. Oil on Canvas, 60 x 36 inches, 2011.
Above: Thot Bot.
Above: Blob Ford.
More photos of Toronto street art and public interventions after the break.
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Above: A fundamental misunderstanding of Occupy
It was only a matter of time before ever-political/never-political artist Shepard Fairey weighed in on the Occupy movement, and given his recent history, I don’t think anyone is surprised he got it wrong.
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Above: Front cover.
Handed out at the Occupy Toronto Open Library – art and info after the break.
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Handed out at Occupy Toronto. Other side after the break.
Walking around Scotiabank Nuit Blanche with blank white signs, we insisted to the public that we were not there to protest. We were expressing ourselves, although we distinctly had nothing to say. If we did have something to say, we made sure to note that those receiving our message would need at least three degrees in art to understand it. Our one and only goal of the evening, as we candidly revealed to inquisitors, was to find a wealthy and learned patron of the arts who would buy our signs for $5,000 each (the closest we got was an offer of $50, which we rejected because “true art can’t be discounted”).
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After the break: The Grid makes itself useful, hijacked newspaper boxes, Rob Ford gives the finger, protest posters, and more.
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