Isn’t there something just so immediately hilarious about bestowing a gift nobody wants only to unveil it as even more hideous than anticipated? Ta da! This week, Jeff Koons perfected this show-and-tell act with the inauguration of his monumental and massively ugly Bouquet of Tulips in Paris as a memorial to the victims of the … Continue reading
Hello, faithful Filthy Dreams readers, and welcome back to Drag Them To Filth. What’s that noise? Is that your blood boiling? Ours too. It’s time for this month’s wrap-up of the most extensive sigh-inducing arts-related reading on the Internet. So grab a cocktail or five and let’s start hate-reading: 1. Artnet News, Gallery Hopping: ‘Harumi’s … Continue reading
As I increasingly feel like I’ve spent too much time in the art world, I’m discovering that my favorite art is con art. Why do I mention this? Well, today, Jeff Koons and Louis Vuitton rolled out one of the biggest and most hilarious scams I’ve seen in awhile–their new collaborative handbag collection Masters. Making … Continue reading
It was probably the garish pink walls and the gaudy iridescent sea green curtains pushed to the side that drew me into Jeffrey Deitch’s The Florine Stettheimer Collapsed Time Salon at the 2017 incarnation of the Armory Show. I mean, how could I not resist something so irresistibly tacky?! Not to mention, the simply decadent … Continue reading
Why hello there dear Filthy Dreams readers! Have we got a treat for you! Last night at The Broad in Los Angeles our favorite filth elder interrogated blue-chip artist and Michael Jackson portraitist Jeff Koons on subjects ranging from his menacing inflatables to children to John’s loathing of riding dolphins and their shared love and utmost respect for trash. Continue reading