Thursday, March 12, 2009

I am not too interested in gossiping in written form, I prefer to do this orally


F.R. DAVID, edition autumn 2008, "A is for `Orses`(Not for Asses).

Out of the editorial:
"(...) To those who are flocking (back) to the spaces of art because they have been called, erroneously and rather unimaginatively, the churches of the post-secular world, where all come to assemble and bow down before the mute gospel of art`s profound mysteriousness, to all those craving for the comforting, uterine darkness of the cultic, we would like to say that (apart from the obvious and the obviously important, namely: "Attention! There is no God!"), although words don`t come easy, silence - the darkness of language - is not the answer. To all those who have come to gather in the smoky, musty incense-infested caverns of post-secular art (there must be a relationship here with the historical triumph of the black box or dark room over the white cube as the foremost space of the institutional definition of art - a point we cannot explore in further detail here), we would like to send out the following warning: "we shall now switch the lights back on!" Dark rooms are for dark ages - and those we ultimately bring down upon us ourselves. Prayers are for priests - and they can only thrive under the incantatory spell of some authoritarian omerta, which we will continuously strive to break up with relentless chatter, our noise, our mumbo-jumbo, if not plain language. (...)"