Why are there no great celebrity female artists?
Well, my buddy Captain Tall recently directed me to Rosie O'Donnell's personal web site. Now, the blog here, most of you have probably heard of. Last week, for instance, there was this "scandal" because Rosie said, on her blog, that Kirstie Alley was too fat, or not fat enough, or just fat, or something. Fat Hollywood should embrace its own, god dammit...
On her blogger profile her "answer a random question" thing is pretty telling:
Q: What would you wear for camouflage if you were hiding in a gingerbread house?
A: gay is ok - it's factory installed - like a sun roof - not much one can do about it - lefty, blue eyed, short, gay, freckles - it just is
Yep. Has nothing to do with anything. Or, maybe if you're born gay then that means that your camouflage would be skittles? Rosie, it's not that I'm arguing with you here, but come on, there must be better venues for that message. Seizing so aggressively upon the important opportunity of the "blogger random question" generator just smacks of desperation. At least put that shit in the interests section for christ's sake! Have some pride.
Anyway, for the most part these days the blog just seems to be lots of "poetry." Oh well. We all know that making fun of bad poetry is kinda played out these days.
But making fun of bad art NEVER gets old! Yee-Haw!
Check out the "art" section for some mixed-media wannabe-neo-dada goodness. In fact, these pictures did, actually, convince me that Basquiat isn't as overrated as I always thought he was...I mean, someone with this much time on their hands and this much money to invest in art supplies...and this is the best job they can do copying him? Impressive, no?
So I got inspired to check out a few other celebrity artists:
I found out that Sylvester Stallone is apparently some sort of art god (HELL no), Martin Mull's paintings are actually pretty fucking neat, and Jane Seymour needs to just stop. Also, Viggo Mortensen really needs to lighten up. Also, Billy Dee Williams can't not look cool.
On her blogger profile her "answer a random question" thing is pretty telling:
Q: What would you wear for camouflage if you were hiding in a gingerbread house?
A: gay is ok - it's factory installed - like a sun roof - not much one can do about it - lefty, blue eyed, short, gay, freckles - it just is
Yep. Has nothing to do with anything. Or, maybe if you're born gay then that means that your camouflage would be skittles? Rosie, it's not that I'm arguing with you here, but come on, there must be better venues for that message. Seizing so aggressively upon the important opportunity of the "blogger random question" generator just smacks of desperation. At least put that shit in the interests section for christ's sake! Have some pride.
Anyway, for the most part these days the blog just seems to be lots of "poetry." Oh well. We all know that making fun of bad poetry is kinda played out these days.
But making fun of bad art NEVER gets old! Yee-Haw!
Check out the "art" section for some mixed-media wannabe-neo-dada goodness. In fact, these pictures did, actually, convince me that Basquiat isn't as overrated as I always thought he was...I mean, someone with this much time on their hands and this much money to invest in art supplies...and this is the best job they can do copying him? Impressive, no?
So I got inspired to check out a few other celebrity artists:
I found out that Sylvester Stallone is apparently some sort of art god (HELL no), Martin Mull's paintings are actually pretty fucking neat, and Jane Seymour needs to just stop. Also, Viggo Mortensen really needs to lighten up. Also, Billy Dee Williams can't not look cool.
posted by Annie at 11:30 PM
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