Artist’s Shit - Piero Manzoni 1961
Artist’s Breath 1960
Line 18.82m., September 1959
Manzoni canned the shit’s of artist’s as an ironic statement against the commodification of the artist and art work. Ironically, the can’s are worth fortunes, ‘a receipt dated 23 August 1962 certifies that Manzoni sold one to Alberto Lùcia for 30 grams of 18-carat gold’. The fact that the cans were valued so highly really parodies the ridiculous nature of art dealers and the industry. On the Tate website it states Manzoni’s ‘work is widely seen as a critique of the mass production and consumerism that was changing Italian society (the Italian economic miracle) after World War II.’, yet still owns can number 004.
‘Manzoni's first 'Lines' made in April 1959 marked the beginning of his experiments with highly cerebral works which led away from painting and which entitle him to be regarded as a precursor of Conceptual art... Then his longest 'Line' measuring 7,200 metres was made on a newspaper printing press at Herning in Denmark on 4 July 1960 and was enclosed in a large cylindrical container made of lead-iron. It was buried in the ground so that it might eventually be discovered one day by chance, but in fact has since been dug up... Though several of these lines have been exhibited unrolled, the general intention was that the containers should remain unopened.’
I love how he is so overtly taking the piss out of the industry and how ridiculous and self absorbed it is, yet the industry still bought into it.
‘A number of his works comprised the fetishisation and commodification of his own body substances.’
'When I blow up a balloon, I am breathing my soul into an object that becomes eternal', Manzoni said in 1960
On the Tate website, it sites Duchamp and Klein as important influences to Manzoni. Duchamp was another artist who openly critiqued the industry but Klein was an ‘honest’ Minimalist and was not trying to parody the art industry. Klein’s ‘The Void’ and ‘Blue Monochrome’s’ are definitely related to Duchamp and Manzoni, but the lack of distinction between intentions on the Tate website seems to still reflect the failing to grasp the joke and seems to further the impression of the industry clinging onto the seriousness of high art.












