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The Tent

There's been only one post written and deleted from this blog and it's an entry that I wrote.

It was an off-hand criticism of a work of art that had been installed into our office about 2 weeks ago. The work of art is a tent made of receipts that the artist had collected for eight years. Hours after posting my thoughts about it, I was asked to remove the post because it was offensive to the artist. Offensive because LMCC had asked for it. Offensive because to critique a gift is rude.

So in a concilliatory gesture, I took the post down pending further staff discussion on the role of the blog and whether or not it should be a forum for self-criticism.

I'm glad that Seth has made what would have been a private LMCC conversation a public one. Because I agree with Seth. And I agree with his well-founded (though poorly articulated) fear that this blog will exist as nothing more than a flacid marketing device rather than a critical tool if self-examination is not encouraged.

So. Rather than us discuss Thomas Nozkowski, let us discuss the tent. The tent made of receipts. 8 years worth of receipts.

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I don't know why I bother to write it if you aren't going to read it. Yours was not an off-handed criticism. A criticism cannot be offensive because it cannot be moral. Your comment on the tent was an off-handed slight, a low blow, a cheap shot - not a criticism at all. It made no attempt at illuminating anything.

But on to more important matters: what do you make of what I referred to as "the implication of it's form" and how I believed it "is not justified by the actualization of it's form?"

I'm referring specifically to the copper frame. I could easily imagine the tent being supported by a manufactured support from the type of tent it is modeled after. I could even imagine a homemade version, which is what we have here - but the homemade version I could imagine would derive from the design concepts of the manufactured variety, and would make comment on them. This frame has, to my mind, too much character, too much insouciance. It points to itself, but has nothing in particular to say.

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