Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Greatest Crisis of Modernity: The Long Journey
I don’t think any pic quite summed up the cultural crises of meaning in the age of spectacle quite like The Long Journey, which ran back in late May.
Within this one singular pic from the dregs of Vegas therein lies the intersect of all permutations of visual culture’s recreation of meaning in the mechanical age. Spectacle plus chin pubes. Authenticity can only be found through the acquisition of the collective gaze.
It is Baudrillard by way of post-Benjamin gender dialectics within Foucauldian power relations of poo.
In other words, it’s really, really douchey.
Honorable Mention: Captain Jack Spackle from October. Yarrrr!!!
