Kontroversija.
JOHN FARE legenda
Performansų menininkas, kuris po truputį susinaikino.
Jo pasirodymų metu buvo amputuojamos įvairios kuno dalys ir pakeičiamos keistais plastikiniais ir metaliniais protezais.
Atliko performansą NOCTURNAL EMISIONS koncerto londone 1997m metu: "Fare cuts an eccentric figure. He wears trousers made from zips and has a diagram of a brain tattooed onto his shaven scalp. The performance artist placed his left hand on a chopping board with the fingers spread. Fare’s assistant, Jill Orr, is partially sighted and she slammed an axe between her boyfriend’s pinkies with increasing speed. Eventually the axe severed Fare’s little finger. This was the end of the performance art element within the evening’s entertainment"
Performansų eigoje jam buvo amputuota daug pirštų, akies obuolys, abi sėklidės ir dešinė ranka.
Galutinio pasirodymo metu specialiai tam sukonstruotas robotas amputavo johnui galvą.
viki informacija:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Fare
Kęstutis Šapoka apie John Fare ir Raimundo Malašausko projektą gb agency:
http://www.culture.lt/7md/index.php?lei ... st_id=7011
Taip pat Kęstučio Šapokos tekstas tematiškai besisiejantis su fare Legenda. "APIE DINGIMĄ DINGIMO LABUI".
http://www.john-fare.com/threadsindex24.html
kas vyksta su mumis, kada kazhkas staiga dingsta? (rekomendacija: filmas "picnic at the hanging rock"http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0073540/ )(Kartą dingo tėvo garažas. Sakyčiau šiuolaikinis menas iš vagių pusės.)
Ar nėra visa tai tik diversija? "Viešųjų ryšių menas" Asmuo John Fare lyg ir egzistavo ir dingo. Jokios jo performansų dokumentacijos nėra.
ištrauka iš Coil zino:
At length, Fare lay down upon the assembled table, and his two
assistants strapped a number of tiny microphones up and down his flesh,
so that the highly amplified sound of his pulse, breathing, and
mutilation, could be laid on at will. At first, before the robots began
the actual surgery, it sounded like whale music. Andoff and Czervath
stepped into another room, and, as the four hands of the robots began
all at once to move very energetically above the weird table and its
stylized cargo, I was reminded for a moment of a xylophone recital I and
a girl named Nellie had gone to about ten years earlier on the planet
Neptune. Her last name was something like Fisher, only it wasn't Fisher.
One metal hand gave Fare an injection, paused, and began in concert with
the other three to perform exactly as one imagines a competent surgeon
and an assistant would. Alarmingly coloured lights began now to emanate
from the robots themselves as they continued the job. Plague shades
flooded the room, lurid crash pigments, a filthy Dallas crimson, shabby
leper mud, a kind of frayed porky one, and a truly horrifying yellow
that Winsor & Newton knew nothing about. The absurdly amplified noise of
the bone-sawresembled huge panting elephant death yells played backward
on too many tape recorders. People blacked out here and there, a few
more during the sutures.
Nuoroda į tekstą
http://imperium.lenin.ru/EOWN/eown7/fare-fido.html
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