You have until Friday to gather your artwork (in any art medium) and write a “statement that engages in the theme.” Here is the exhibition vision:
As artists, we have the power to change the world and promote messages of peace and harmony. We have a responsibility to speak out against racism. Now, more than ever it is time to lift our voices. Offer a solution, illicit some empathy, discuss an issue. There is plenty of fodder for inspiration. We are seeking engaging images and thought provoking statements.
Spoiler alert: they don’t actually want anything thought-provoking.
Showing concern and trying to understand another’s POV, hopefully on their level, has been made Socially Unacceptable for those of a certain Perceived Privilege (if not outright illegal) for some time.
Should be, “elicit”. They need, much like a certain publication Who Shalt Not Be Named(tm), they are in dire need of a copy editor.
If you look at their website, you will see they need much more than just a copy editor.
Just because I know the odds of me surviving exposure to most virulent infections and diseases is usually in my favour doesn’t mean I should blatantly and stupidly risk infection for just shits and giggles, SP.
I fear the inoculation they need has been rendered ineffective for quite some time, anti-psych “loony bin” phama totally neutered, and the only TX may simply be total quarantine with extreme prejudice (see what I did there?) or a, “Slash & Burn,” excision and detoxification approach.
“Ya down wid’
OPPPPE? Yeah you know me!”It’s almost as if there’s a huge need for a well-sourced, professionally written news outlet catering to forgotten Americans who live outside the media bubble, or some shit.
Going back to my Economic Theory of Everything, it would be in the media’s best interests, really, to have a thought-provoking competition who worried more about whether people could write well and spell shit without a spellcheck rather than which credential and proper pub cred they flashed to show they were part of the in-group currently dominant. You know, almost like a free market.
Hold on, let me find the proper Shaun King/Dan Rather quote to really bring this theory home.
Going back to my Economic Theory of Everything, it would be in the media’s best interests, really, to have a thought-provoking competition who worried more about whether people could write well and spell shit without a spellcheck
Indeed, I am impressed with the level of erudition in your submissions thus far, Moons Over My Harambe, and tend to be more in agreement with than less so.-)
My problem, besides being a terrible typer (odd for a man who makes his living with his hands and and makes incisions, one-handed knots, sutures, and dissections without looking at his hands), is I am no-shit for real dyslexic (something that is terrifying for me to admit, actually; I feel like “damaged goods” and if patients knew, they might trust me less – one of those times I am thankful for professional licencing, actually), and it honestly has been a struggle for most of my life. The English alphabet literally seems backwards to me, and I have to rely on audiographic memory and odd little ways of how I have to “trick” my mind into view English the way it’s *supposed* to be, and Hebrew, for some odd reason, was extremely difficult for me to learn to read.
Most likely, HM will understand completely what I am trying to convey; it’s difficult to perceive something through someone else’s eye when those eyes aren’t yours.
I had an easier time learning rudimentary Russian and Ukrainian, since the “backwards” letters seemed more “correct”, and Latin seemed to make more sense whilst completing my medical education.
That’s not how it works. C’mon, man.
Dyslexia, and it’s cousin, Dysgraphia.
Primus Maximus, though a man of above average intelligence, was a notoriously poor speller and mispronounced words with regularity, and admitted to me later in his life he also had to overlearn with little mind tricks to properly convey something via written communication.
The idea that dyslexia is seeing letters backwards is as 1980s as the gerbil in Richard Gere’s butt.
I’m incredibly poor at written communication. Always have been, always will be. It takes me an hour to write something I could say in 2 minutes.
I got that sweet, sweet dyslexia diagnosis in 2nd grade, but that was before the government cheddar was on the table.
Call it reverse autism if you will. If somebody is trying to convey a non-technical idea or emotional reaction to me, I need to see and hear it, not read it.
The idea that dyslexia is seeing letters backwards is as 1980s as the gerbil in Richard Gere’s butt.
This is largely correct; however, to give a concrete example, the capital consonant R, and the capital vowel, Я (ja, or ya) looked *exactly* the same to me growing up, and I assure you I wasn’t meaningfully exposed to Russian or any other Slavic languages growing up.
I’m incredibly poor at written communication.
Same. My penmanship is also stereotypically awful, regardless of written language.
I got that sweet, sweet dyslexia diagnosis in 2nd grade, but that was before the government cheddar was on the table.
I don’t how “sweet” it was; it certainly made schooling a nightmare growing up (though it made me want to get out there that much faster). First grade here, and my parents taught me how to read, Mama moreso, and she caught it early on that letters, such as E, B, F, b and d. Sometimes a and e. I had particular trouble with these letters (and still do; I have to be careful with Cyrillic equivalents).
Call it reverse autism if you will. If somebody is trying to convey a non-technical idea or emotional reaction to me, I need to see and hear it, not read it.
Exact same here, and why I tend to really dislike texting, emails, and even forums (even though I have “met” some really fascinating and compelling people, many posting on this premier forum. Even you, I look forward to your perspective, even in spite of yourself at this particular moment.
“even in spite of yourself at this particular moment.”
Yeesh. That’s not very nice.
Here is my submission.
Gives a new meaning to, “Cock of The Walk,” no?
Also, the *very* first thing, person, in this case, to come to mind is SIV. Second is the amount of farms in Donets’k and the more backwoodsy areas of UKR. Third is when was I sent all over backwoods Oklahoma during Rural Medicine Clerkship in med school.
I note that part of the submission requirements is an Artist’s Statement. Rather than use the usual Artist Statement Generator, we ought to crowd-source this to our beloved commenters.
^^^^ Okay.. I didn’t see that. lol.
Because it was auto-generated. I love love love the various Bullshit Generators scattered across the intertubes.
How about using one of the classics from a historical piece about racial divides and inclusion?
Even money says it goes right over their head.
+$20
Hm. Perhaps I’m being obtuse, but try as I might, I can’t find anything snarkworthy about the exhibition or on that site. I read the entire blog.
Granted, the owner seems to be an admitted social justice warrior, but nowhere are there any diatribes or screeds (or even any mention of politics or social justice-y shit).
Am I missing something?
Needs more happy little clouds. *2 hairs and some air*
If I were in a subversive mood (and had some semblance of artistic talent), I would put Thomas Sowell on a $20 bill, and replace “United States of America” with “Inflation Taxes Poor Blacks.”
I call it “Please, racism, come back to life because we need the votes!“