||[Feb. 29th, 2004|05:59 pm]
Tizzy and P-Dawg's Sanctum of Doom
so here's the deal: i have this idea in my head of what "post-modern" is. I tend to waver back and forth between loving it and hating it, with almost no rhyme or reason. actually, no rhyme at all, i don't tend to do that often. but very little reason. here's the thing -- i love things that are post modern "art" such as dance (like merce cunningham), or in garygetsnolove's case, a tupperware flour sifter. perhaps it's one of the only genres which inescapably coexists with the art that directly preceded it, but that makes me think of neo-classicism, which i appreciate in a completely different way. but i really hate postmodernism when i see it fetishized for stylistic purposes, such as at the Prada store. the prada store is so in love with itself, so in love with the idea that it is "more" than just a retail store, and so concentrated on being "different" from the "norm" (now i'm starting to sound like a zagat's review) that it just comes off as silly. placing rows of mannequins in the window, displaying clothing in cages hanging from the ceiling, that really weird valley-type dip in the floor....ick. anyway, i'm wondering if someone who reads this can maybe shed light for me on what their idea of post-modern is -- when it's good, bad, beautiful or ugly. i have to admit i've never studied art or dance or architecture, i just happen to be judgemental. also, about when would you say post-modernism started to come into existence? and do i just resent prada for being out of my league? who knows?|
also, phil is a sexpot.