Craft Talk with Slade Badiner
First things first: Gillian's work in this year's Turner prize.
Go hump a door. I'll show you ass pics.
You want to know what was breathtaking in its richness? I loved Perm "# 1 stiff" Nipples show in the make-shift shack downtown. That's right, I loved it. Dark, sad, sexual, stupid and brilliant...actually, how about we stop using the word brilliant to describe artwork around here? Do I have a ringtone? NO.
Do I want to visit your female hair loss site? NO.
Would I listen to Rick "SCTV" Moranis's Country CD? I would. Read the lyrics.
Do I like crap shrimp at art openings? Sure. Why not. When I'm hungry I'll eat anything. Get me drunk every first friday, I don't care. Pack them in with wine boxes and ham. I'm no snob. Forget the artwork. I'll just walk up to knickerbockers or get a tattoo. Now, for the chick that sent me her pubic hair drawing, thanks. That was a butterfly, right? Email me something. I'll get it, you little brat you. Mapplethorpe and Serrano are still being used by the government to put chasity belts on artists. Unreal. For now that's it. Go write on your hand cause I'm going to go watch a performance of some guy masterbating between two kittens. Should be fun.