Infamous Art Contests

Politically biased, aesthetics-and-ethics related art contests with a participatory, democratic, multicultural, and anti-authoritarian point of view.

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Sul Lodo Mondadori noi non abbiamo corrotto nessuno, mio padre è stato prosciolto...

Marina Berlusconi (6/11 - via il Fatto Quotidiano, 12/11/2012, p.1)

Tre note di commento:

1) Il paparino non è stato prosciolto, ma prescritto. 2) Il giudice Metta è stato corrotto da Previti, sodale (o si dice tirapiedi? boh...) del paparino. 3) La figliettina ha la faccia come il ... fate un po' voi! (anche se, a giudicare dal suo lato A, non è che uno si aspetti poi qualcosa di particolare dal resto).

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After a multi-year long gestation, the City of Rome’s new museum information system - called SIMURT (Simurgh would have been nicer… especially if you’ve read Borges) - was finally presented this morning with bells and whistles on Capitol Hill.

I’ll get more details, soon, but from all I know up to now one can only wonder if it’s been born dead, or if it will be just another havoc causing mule…

Or did someone already hear of temporary joint ventures of non-specialised companies, providing engineering, infrastructures and software for knitting together a large network of museums? Who’s gonna provide maintenance and assistance, or major adjustments, once the joint venture won’t be such any longer?

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Italiens... Oh yeah!

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Burlesque Contests

Burlesqueoni (a.k.a the mamzer, or as "flabby ass" among some of his mistresses) showed up at the trial for messing up with a minor age prostitute and proclaims: "Girls disguised as sexy nuns and topless policewomen at my place? Geeez, that was a burlesque contest! You know, women are flashers by nature..."

...and no one among the people who were present - including journalist and media people - to answer: "What the fuck are you talking about, old man ??"

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(picture by Lapresse)

Strong hand against school students yesterday, in Rome. At Tiburtina train station, police charged more than unce, while helicopters covered the area. In front of high schools students trying to leave the area were identified.

All this, consequent to the order by Rome's Mayor - post(?) Fascist Alemanno - forbidding any rally or protest march in town. A general rehearsal for an upcoming Police State? Probably not, just the death pangs of a rotten regime.

Nevertheless, a few humble instructions for use might come handy:

no need to demonstrate according to time-honoured schemes, these day: marches, with previous concentration of protesters in an easily identifiable (and... surroundable) location are a big no-no thing;

no need to communicate routes and timings of actions: that is, unless you want to ask for permission to demonstrate - but this sound a bit like asking for permission to disagree...

alternatives to time-honoured practices hatch out of the protesters' main intent, and of available technology: do students really have to use their smart-phones just to ask for a date or for telling to the universe what they had for lunch?

if the aim is to show disagreement, it would be more effective to do so as widespread as possible: couldn't students reach different squares, bridges, or other urban focal points coming straight out of their homes, by different means and ways, keeping in touch (ever heard about hash-tags on twitter....?) with fellow protesters in other locations to coordinate their action?

protesting doesn't have to be coincident with violent action - in fact, non violent, effective, wide spread actions are most of the time way more effective than violent ones - but even in case repression becomes the main choice of the (local, in this case) government, a few people in every second block are much more likely to be able to "dive back into the sea", than a large chunk of demonstrators at a protest rally could. Or do you think that a government - any government - has so many repressive forces to prevent demonstrations taking place in a very large variety of locations at the same time?

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Italiens (and Not)

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museumstudies:

RT @despos - Steve Jobs: "Stay hungry, stay foolish". Silvio Berlusconi: "forza gnocca". Got the point?

Yeah, got it. Not-Mamzers vs. Mamzers = 1 : 0

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Berlusclowni, Pimps, and Bitches

Gianpaolo Tarantini is the cocaine-dealer pimp to whom Berlusconi paid € 500,000 (and more) in hush money (The Times, 2 September 2011). He looks like a man that - in better times - would have been buried at night in a concrete pylon, in some remote seaport area, for stepping over his personal borders, thinking to be throwing a larger shadow than he in fact was.

Berlusclowni's hush money seems to have been paid in vain, though. Now it's official: over 30 are the young girls - all young and slender, some (maybe most) drug addict - identified for having been brought to Berlusconi's official residences (Palazzo Grazioli, Arcore, Sardinia, and more) by a band of pimps. One of them, the most prominent, perhaps, is Mr. Tarantini. Another one is Sabina Began.

Now - since it is self evident that this behaviour isn't exactly what is expected from a Prime Minister (even from an Italian one) - we can assume the poor old satyr and his remote-controlled shlong to be, at least politically, dead.

Let's wait for his physical departure - by stoning, beheading, drowning, quartering (this - as in the old English penalty for high treason: "to be hanged, drowned, And quartered" - is my favourite one!), or other less bloody way - to open that old wine bottle set aside for this.

But in the meantime, here's a new infamous art contest:

How would you imagine an adequate mausoleum to commemorate Mr. B.'s political death, given the circumstances - satyriasis, pimps, and bitches - it is happening?

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Berlusconi paid € 500,000 in hush money to a cocaine-dealer pimp

The Times, World News, 2 September 2011

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L'Italia è un paese bagnato da quattro mari e prosciugato da tremonti

Translation: Italy is a country wet by four seas and drained by three mountains (i.e. "tre monti" - but Tremonti is the name of Italy's arrogant and fallacious Minister of Finance and Taxation, too).

Courtesy of Fabio & Co. ...

Any more puns, reflecting Italy's burgling political class? 

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...And who the f*ck is Brunetta, anyway???

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museumstudies:

Elections in Italy, 30 May 2011 - Berlusclowni’s Ballad of the Fore and Aft… (a.k.a. “from Priapus to the Dying Gaul”)

Or, as Romans would say: "zeppa dura dura...".

"Now this is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning". (W. Churchill)

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jenlindblad:

Bologna, Italy, 2 August 1980. Eighty-five people are killed in a terrorist bombing at the Central Station, a massacre that still constitutes one of the darkest chapters in recent Italian history, not least due to ongoing suspicions regarding the involvement of Italy’s secret service. As many other unsolved cases from the same period, in terms of public awareness the Bologna bloodbath stands as a negative milestone: one that is still to be built. Thirty years later, the Italian artist Francesco Arena created his own memorial to this strange gap in the collective consciousness, turning that lack of historical acknowledgment into a sculptural starting point. Arena’s Untitled (Bologna) (2011) is a marble panel on which the 85 names of the victims were repeatedly inscribed until only holes in the stone were left, silhouetting the area where the names once were. Arena’s work is part of a wider interest that an emerging generation of Italian artists has recently been developing in national history, collective traumas and individual amnesias. Whether this means the evolution of a New Realism is beside the point; what is interesting is that artists such as Arena, Giorgio Andreotta Calò, Rossella Biscotti, Gianluca and Massimiliano De Serio, Patrizio Di Massimo and Matteo Rubbi are responding to a question that has been cropping up for more than a decade: why is Italian art is lacking in political engagement? If previous generations of artists were mostly concerned with a hyper-subjective vision of reality, and produced images that seemed to portray a psychic and moral disconnection between the artist and society, young Italian artists today are ready to get their hands dirty, confronting repressed memories of colonialism, Fascism and terrorism – and the contradictions inherent in our current social landscape.

- Alessandro Rabottini

(via Frieze Magazine | Archive | State of a Nation)

Aesthetics, politic, and ethics - a strong, often overlooked connection...

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Calderoli wants to move the Quirinal from Rome to Lega-land. I think it's time to move him and his Lega-boys from Parliament to a dung heap...

via twitter (TMNews, 27 May 2011, 07:59 AM)

Fully agree... Need a driver?

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Elections in Italy.

"Bend over, Berlusclowni sahib: bunga bunga time!"

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Two champions of Italian political thought.

Though a proverb coming from days of old, it seems perfectly to apply to them:

"Si teniss' 'a faccia comme 'a toia, i' me mettisse scuorn' 'e cacà..."

["If I had your face, I'd be ashamed even to defecate"]

Any other proverb we might apply to Berlusconiland's cow-market?

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By beatifying John Paul II, the Roman Catholic Church sends out a disturbingly fundamentalist image of itself.

"From James Walston’s latest blog…

It makes an excellent read!

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I never liked him, anyway... (i.e. John Paul II, not James Walston!)

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museumstudies:

aqsakal:

The post by “Luxemburg (rosa)” in La Repubblica, which I reblogged a few hours ago, is so enlightening that I thought it would be helpful to translate it into English. It is just so perfect an answer to all our non-Italian friends who are constantly asking us, who live here, to explain how…

Thanks for translating it, Aqsakal - it really had to!

Really worth reading...

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It-aliens 2

Berlusconi: "This morning I was running after my secretary to screw her on the table. Then she says: 'But Mr. President, we did it two hours ago, already...!'. You see? I've got bad memory..."

Voice of a woman-journalist (???): "No, no! This one I'll cut..."

(Milan, 2 April 2011 - shown on Annozero, 21 April 2011)

New great art contest !!!

No, the issue is not "what you would do to a Prime Minister talking such fucking bullshit?" but rather: "How would you define a journalist so eager to cut out info related to her Prime Minister talking such fucking bullshit?"

A goose? A sheep? A rat?