I have made a new blog about the goodness and badness of Ken Done here.
22/08/2008
21/08/2008
20/08/2008
19/08/2008
Paul Taylor endures once more
Paul Taylor on Australia's relationship to the olympic games, 1984:
'You might also appreciate the influence of such an event as the Olympic Games in speeding up and formalising the status of the mass media as it did for the Melbourne Games in 1956. This was the moment for which television was introduced to Australia and which also marked the official beginning of a mood of optimism that spanned a whole generation. By 1956, at the height of the post-war baby boom, our affluent and expansive culture welcomed the tenets of vicarious consumption as basic to our quality of life in a vast campaign of conformism which, in 1984, is still absurdly successful, although also preoccupied with a sense of its own conclusion. In other words, the generation that has "arrived" since the 1956 Olympic Games stands at the interface of a media colony and a colony of mourning (what has been called elsewhere a "requiem for the media"). This is set against the rise and fall of any commonly shared sense of our future, and even against the loss of any notion of consensus.'
(From A culture of temporary culture, Art & Text, 1984)
'You might also appreciate the influence of such an event as the Olympic Games in speeding up and formalising the status of the mass media as it did for the Melbourne Games in 1956. This was the moment for which television was introduced to Australia and which also marked the official beginning of a mood of optimism that spanned a whole generation. By 1956, at the height of the post-war baby boom, our affluent and expansive culture welcomed the tenets of vicarious consumption as basic to our quality of life in a vast campaign of conformism which, in 1984, is still absurdly successful, although also preoccupied with a sense of its own conclusion. In other words, the generation that has "arrived" since the 1956 Olympic Games stands at the interface of a media colony and a colony of mourning (what has been called elsewhere a "requiem for the media"). This is set against the rise and fall of any commonly shared sense of our future, and even against the loss of any notion of consensus.'
(From A culture of temporary culture, Art & Text, 1984)
Today I saw one of those drive-around billboards advertising the Pink Palace brothel, accompanied by a special offer: 'pump and save' - take your brothel receipt to selected service stations and receive 30c off per litre of petrol. Ha. So the car encounters its own psycho-sexuality in this high petroleum era, in ways we never could have imagined...
08/08/2008
There is a show on cable TV in the UK called Britain's Missing Top Model. It's about models with disabilities. Missing? What? I thought it was going to be about staged kidnappings...
The prize, however, must go to America's Most Smartest Top Model.
Sigh, at least they got their apostrophe in the right place, from memory. Apostrophe abuse seems to be reaching fever-pitch among writers of English. Its and it's! Argh!
The prize, however, must go to America's Most Smartest Top Model.
Sigh, at least they got their apostrophe in the right place, from memory. Apostrophe abuse seems to be reaching fever-pitch among writers of English. Its and it's! Argh!
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