Have You Heard the One About the Art Scene Embracing Comedians?

Andy Kaufman in the gallery

And comedy, perhaps even more than art, is a death trip. Sigler and Katz both describe stage fright as a kind of mortality-mirror, and when stand-up comics do well, they "kill." Kaufman talked about faking his own death, and Sigler believes he's probably still alive, having the last laugh. Zadie Smith (notice her essay's title) uses her own hapless, everyman father as an example of comedy triumphing over mortality: Her father "missed his own death" because he died in mid-sentence, "joking with his nurse."

Reggie Watts, the Brancusi of comedy. Maybe the Pieter Bruegel the Elder.
Kris Krüg
Reggie Watts, the Brancusi of comedy. Maybe the Pieter Bruegel the Elder.

Dada, which was saturated with irony and humor, rose from the carnage of World War I. Our own art-comedy moment feels rooted in similarly apocalyptic soil: wars, natural disasters, and nasty elections. Four years ago, skulls were the leitmotifs in art, clustered in paintings or crusted with diamonds. Now, laughter is taking over.

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Kurcfeld
Kurcfeld

Just for the record, I curated a major exhibition of 40 California artists — HUMOR IN ART — back in 1981 (at the LA Institute of Contemporary Art). So this is not exactly a new idea.

The Oracle
The Oracle

Speaking of this very thing, check out this post-modern feminist triumph by the performance art duo Mina&Kara: http://www.babecitybabes.com. It's absurdly hilarious and hardly even aware of it's artistic value. I'm shamelessly addicted to their voice and I believe that comedy the natural course of high art. If you're gonna tell people the truth, you have to make them laugh right?Well, anyways, excellent article!

DJ_Rose
DJ_Rose

So, Martha Stewart has a new look.

twoboobsandabucketofblood
twoboobsandabucketofblood

Martha, now really, you think Chelsea is going to start putting up velvet ropes and handing out free drink flyers? I think not.

 
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