but tut tut robert... snooping through the press cutting box is too easy. surely you should be out on the steamy streets with your ear close to the ground (or bar counter). hush hush and on the Q.T. If we are going to start looking in the LIBRARY well i suggest you get out the old cape triennale catalogue...some very bad hairstyles etc. there. i have more juicy staff goss on its way...but you will have to wait.
Um, it was Tay Dall, or so I hear. Was executed during her 'Through the Subversive Looking Glass' series of 1996. Shook me to the core. I much prefer the stuff she's doing now on ironic and emotionally charged work surfaces. Gosh, its lyrical...
Am I wrong or are Hitler's pink, pierced uncut blond youth alive and well at Michaelis (remember its history). I think I might be right: why, well for starters, Mein Kampf, an “exhibition” by Leibrandt and Filbey, posted May 26 (remember Robey Leibrandt a South African Nazi sympathizer during the 2nd WW -- a relative perhaps of Filbey’s artist buddy) masquerades as theory (so much for Lamprecht, or who ever propagates, it seems witless discourse there) … then a few weeks later, now, an image post from Bobby Sloon of Payne (who ever he is) adorned with Hitlerian accoutrements, scrounged he claims, from Hiddingh Hall library appears. What’s with this fascist blog?
Firstly, congratulations on successfully spelling both our surnames incorrectly.
Secondly, my family disowned Robey for being a nazi so legally he is not a reletive. I am interested in where you found out about said oxygen waster however as he is hardly a household name and besides the fact that he made an unfortunate career choice I know nothing about him.
Thirdly, you are a dolt. Your decision to decipher Nazi connotations from the Our Mein Kampf exhibit makes you the unfortunate victim of both gullibility and irony. The gullibility is self-explanatory however I shall demonstrate the irony with the following dialogue:
Tim: Anon, you disagree with everything I say!
Anon: Why Tim, that's just not true!
You see, the decision to use a phrase with connotations to a moustachoid catalyst of genocide was made solely for the purpose of piquing curiosity. The fact that you read the article indicates that it was successful in its intent. Anyone with basic grade two level reading ability would soon have noted that the actual works had nothing to do with nazism at all. You are akin to the fundamentalists providing the Da Vinci code with immeasurable free publicity because they're pretty sure that they should be offended. For some reason Taboo stuff encourages the brain to release an enzyme that prompts it (the brain) to shut itself down.
Forthly, whoever turned Malcom Payne into a ready-made was hardly advocating us to religious follow him, they were simply comparing his blunt and brutal marking style to the intolerance of Hitler. This is thing known as humour. People who have fallen prey to Payne will no doubt get a chuckle from the depiction hence its "artwork of the week" status.
Perhaps you should consider your writings next time. Taking a split second to think about what you are being exposed to will no doubt aid you in not coming across as a blithering chutney ferret next time. Just a thought.
Tim, you are one eloquent lucid and articulate motherfucker. More power to you man. That accusitory fuck writes in psuedo acedemic wank langauge. Your writing's just so fluid. So fuck you 'Hitlerian accoutrements' man. When Tim is your competition, I am afraid it appears that you will always come off secunt best.
So darlings, its spelling and grammar that’s the issue, should have known. It seems we are getting closer to the bone, you know that which really occupies clever twinkie brains in the land of art. Timm, reletive is spelt “relative”. Forthly is spelt “fourthly”. Thirdly, sincerly is spelt “sincerely” and Malcom is spelt “Malcolm”. And anonymous, you must thank god for self-spelling tick-boxes, for who knows what you would make of anonymous. Accusitory is spelt “accusatory”, psuedo is spelt “pseudo”, acedemic is spelt “academic”, secunt is spelt “second”.
So twinkiepoos’, my advice is this: less TV, study hard, be nice, go to bed early, stay away from Long street and use a spell checker.
I looked much better in my spandex suit days . Now being a professor and with all the time available for web surfing, I don't really care for fashion. I just follow the rock god mantra that black is always back and sunglasses don't look silly indoors if you have the right attitude.
Do you find it nauseating that a first year (or should i say, a'tumescent twinkie')is as equally (or should I say more)articulate than yourself??? You must.
So here's some advice: You definately sound like a wanker, so therefor go fuck yourself...get a life and leave the first year's alone you supercilious, egotistical bastard!
Dear, Anonymous trying very hard to display his "unflawed" intellect, spelling and general knowledge of all things arty. 5:49 PM
"secunt is spelt “second”."
no it's not!!!...you silly person...reason: it just so happens that the word "secunt" was referring to the title of a work, a work called (can you guess?)'Secunt Year(2006)' perhaps comparing the second years to(drum roll)...cunts. Or...perhaps, just replacing certain letters which reside within in the word "second", with more noble letters, so that it reads "Secunt", thus transforming this seemingly innocent word into something a little more dirty and offensive.
Thanks to all, especially anonymous who obviously has so much free time on his/her hands that he/she can meticulously spellcheck every word on our posts!
Hi i'm Anonymous, what's your name? Anonymous. Oh wow what a fucking coincidence!!! said...
Oh...one last thing. Would all the anonymous people out there please grow some fucking balls and actually use your name to sign posts instead of "Anonymous". It's quite boring. If you are by some strange chance extremely petrified by your own name, firstly: seek help and secondly(if the first option doesnt work): at least be somewhat creative and make up a name. It's really not that difficult.
First years are all silly weazles that mean absolutely nothing and are better ignored completely until they have developed into at least a third year. Thats how the system works. Now stop whining .
Twinkies have three testicles; one between their ears, one in their scrotum, and another up their arse. Scrotum is a big word I know. So for twinkies not familiar with the term, it’s their ball-bag. Where the balls are. A ball-bag is a scrotum, that hairy thing between you legs that dangles. I know it’s hairy because you are twinkies, not pinkies. Pinkies are invariably not hairy. So, twinkies, you will be happy to know, you have instead of a brain between you ears, a testicle.
As your brain is a testicle, it produces testosterone that may cause primitive involuntary impulses -- especially when a twinkie scratches its head (which twinkies do most of the time because they are always confused) -- that is not unlike an ejaculation after beating your pickle. These involuntary impulses are also renowned to cause fingers to type garbled notices for posting on blogs. These comments suffer from poor spelling, foul-mouthed language, disclose herd-instinct tendencies, Ritalin deprivation and sycophantism. That’s the rub I’m afraid. You are forgiven, for you know not what you do.
But let me not be complex and give you twinkies the good news. Your uber testicle, the one occupying your cranial cavity will eventually soften like suburban mall ice-cream and leak out of your ears like earwax. Twinkies, being nose-pickers of considerable skill will be more than adept in digging the goo out of their ears with their little fingers.
But wait, it not all doom and gloom. The one up your arse will slowly migrate upwards to occupy your cranial hole -- transform into a brain -- bringing with it a rich experience of anal life. Unfortunately you will have to wait until you reach the later stages of fourth year for this to happen.
All my love, Sister Bench.
P.S. I suggest the administratot of this blog changes its name to "Twinkies on Heat".
The only reason why it took so long for a come back is because we've been a tad busy having fun, you know, since exams are finished and all... Isn't third year theory on monday...? Revenge = Sweet.
darling i don't write exams no more. earned my stripes. sweet revenge = having been in first year before the days of red, green and blue books (sounds like Noddy's version of a curriculum don't you think?) & penis club, and hi-five (how quaint). oh and in those days post-exam piss ups were far more exciting, we had less to prove. life after school is a tad more fun, all the time.
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oh cute so maurizio right now. as they say: hi five...
but tut tut robert... snooping through the press cutting box is too easy. surely you should be out on the steamy streets with your ear close to the ground (or bar counter). hush hush and on the Q.T. If we are going to start looking in the LIBRARY well i suggest you get out the old cape triennale catalogue...some very bad hairstyles etc. there. i have more juicy staff goss on its way...but you will have to wait.
Um, it was Tay Dall, or so I hear. Was executed during her 'Through the Subversive Looking Glass' series of 1996. Shook me to the core. I much prefer the stuff she's doing now on ironic and emotionally charged work surfaces. Gosh, its lyrical...
Am I wrong or are Hitler's pink, pierced uncut blond youth alive and well at Michaelis (remember its history). I think I might be right: why, well for starters, Mein Kampf, an “exhibition” by Leibrandt and Filbey, posted May 26 (remember Robey Leibrandt a South African Nazi sympathizer during the 2nd WW -- a relative perhaps of Filbey’s artist buddy) masquerades as theory (so much for Lamprecht, or who ever propagates, it seems witless discourse there) … then a few weeks later, now, an image post from Bobby Sloon of Payne (who ever he is) adorned with Hitlerian accoutrements, scrounged he claims, from Hiddingh Hall library appears. What’s with this fascist blog?
It's spelt Filby and Payne=Malcom Payne the artist!
hahahahaha
Anonymous is a loser.
Dear 11:40pm Anonymous,
Firstly, congratulations on successfully spelling both our surnames incorrectly.
Secondly, my family disowned Robey for being a nazi so legally he is not a reletive. I am interested in where you found out about said oxygen waster however as he is hardly a household name and besides the fact that he made an unfortunate career choice I know nothing about him.
Thirdly, you are a dolt. Your decision to decipher Nazi connotations from the Our Mein Kampf exhibit makes you the unfortunate victim of both gullibility and irony. The gullibility is self-explanatory however I shall demonstrate the irony with the following dialogue:
Tim: Anon, you disagree with everything I say!
Anon: Why Tim, that's just not true!
You see, the decision to use a phrase with connotations to a moustachoid catalyst of genocide was made solely for the purpose of piquing curiosity. The fact that you read the article indicates that it was successful in its intent. Anyone with basic grade two level reading ability would soon have noted that the actual works had nothing to do with nazism at all. You are akin to the fundamentalists providing the Da Vinci code with immeasurable free publicity because they're pretty sure that they should be offended. For some reason Taboo stuff encourages the brain to release an enzyme that prompts it (the brain) to shut itself down.
Forthly, whoever turned Malcom Payne into a ready-made was hardly advocating us to religious follow him, they were simply comparing his blunt and brutal marking style to the intolerance of Hitler. This is thing known as humour. People who have fallen prey to Payne will no doubt get a chuckle from the depiction hence its "artwork of the week" status.
Perhaps you should consider your writings next time. Taking a split second to think about what you are being exposed to will no doubt aid you in not coming across as a blithering chutney ferret next time. Just a thought.
Sincerly,
Tim Leibbrandt
A Waddy Jones self portrait?
You Got Served Gangster!
So uber Timm, its in your genes, is it?
I said it before and I'll say it again, MOTHERFUCKING FIRST YEARS GET CHEEKIER EVERY YEAR!
Apparently they write better too. Grammatically nice dude.
Tim, you are one eloquent lucid and articulate motherfucker. More power to you man. That accusitory fuck writes in psuedo acedemic wank langauge. Your writing's just so fluid. So fuck you 'Hitlerian accoutrements' man. When Tim is your competition, I am afraid it appears that you will always come off secunt best.
More Power Mr Leibbrandt
Dear uber Timm and his tumescent twinkies,
So darlings, its spelling and grammar that’s the issue, should have known. It seems we are getting closer to the bone, you know that which really occupies clever twinkie brains in the land of art. Timm, reletive is spelt “relative”. Forthly is spelt “fourthly”. Thirdly, sincerly is spelt “sincerely” and Malcom is spelt “Malcolm”. And anonymous, you must thank god for self-spelling tick-boxes, for who knows what you would make of anonymous. Accusitory is spelt “accusatory”, psuedo is spelt “pseudo”, acedemic is spelt “academic”, secunt is spelt “second”.
So twinkiepoos’, my advice is this: less TV, study hard, be nice, go to bed early, stay away from Long street and use a spell checker.
I looked much better in my spandex suit days . Now being a professor and with all the time available for web surfing, I don't really care for fashion. I just follow the rock god mantra that black is always back and sunglasses don't look silly indoors if you have the right attitude.
And Timm is spelt Tim. This guy is stupid.
Dearest 'Anonymous';
Do you find it nauseating that a first year (or should i say, a'tumescent twinkie')is as equally (or should I say more)articulate than yourself??? You must.
So here's some advice: You definately sound like a wanker, so therefor go fuck yourself...get a life and leave the first year's alone you supercilious, egotistical bastard!
Sincerely,
first year.
Dear, Anonymous trying very hard to display his "unflawed" intellect, spelling and general knowledge of all things arty.
5:49 PM
"secunt is spelt “second”."
no it's not!!!...you silly person...reason: it just so happens that the word "secunt" was referring to the title of a work, a work called (can you guess?)'Secunt Year(2006)' perhaps comparing the second years to(drum roll)...cunts.
Or...perhaps, just replacing certain letters which reside within in the word "second", with more noble letters, so that it reads "Secunt", thus transforming this seemingly innocent word into something a little more dirty and offensive.
P.S - Tim...you rock!!!
Thanks to all, especially anonymous who obviously has so much free time on his/her hands that he/she can meticulously spellcheck every word on our posts!
hi five!
Oh...one last thing. Would all the anonymous people out there please grow some fucking balls and actually use your name to sign posts instead of "Anonymous". It's quite boring. If you are by some strange chance extremely petrified by your own name, firstly: seek help and secondly(if the first option doesnt work): at least be somewhat creative and make up a name. It's really not that difficult.
Hi Five!
TIM!!!
nice one bugger!
that person got eaten raw by a first year!!!
i your face billy!
first years rock!!! - blame it on linda!
any body that disagrees : i suggest they have a writing duel with chieftain tim.
however - i am really against the whole squabbling thing that has taken over the blog. but hey, if it's written as good as you wrote that - any day.
i don't write good*...and i don't care if i can't spell that great either.
*come now - please someone correct me - you fucking wanker.
-----earlier someone said cunt. yay!!!! ----------------
Matthew King-o's? or Marc Barben-ososos? which one of you bugga's is it? YAY!
households....
the latter - sose - sose - so.
holler!
First years are all silly weazles that mean absolutely nothing and are better ignored completely until they have developed into at least a third year. Thats how the system works. Now stop whining .
Malcolm Payne has one ball
and its in the albert hall
In the mouth of a guy called Paul.
My dear twinkiepoos’,
Twinkies have three testicles; one between their ears, one in their scrotum, and another up their arse. Scrotum is a big word I know. So for twinkies not familiar with the term, it’s their ball-bag. Where the balls are. A ball-bag is a scrotum, that hairy thing between you legs that dangles. I know it’s hairy because you are twinkies, not pinkies. Pinkies are invariably not hairy. So, twinkies, you will be happy to know, you have instead of a brain between you ears, a testicle.
As your brain is a testicle, it produces testosterone that may cause primitive involuntary impulses -- especially when a twinkie scratches its head (which twinkies do most of the time because they are always confused) -- that is not unlike an ejaculation after beating your pickle. These involuntary impulses are also renowned to cause fingers to type garbled notices for posting on blogs. These comments suffer from poor spelling, foul-mouthed language, disclose herd-instinct tendencies, Ritalin deprivation and sycophantism. That’s the rub I’m afraid. You are forgiven, for you know not what you do.
But let me not be complex and give you twinkies the good news. Your uber testicle, the one occupying your cranial cavity will eventually soften like suburban mall ice-cream and leak out of your ears like earwax. Twinkies, being nose-pickers of considerable skill will be more than adept in digging the goo out of their ears with their little fingers.
But wait, it not all doom and gloom. The one up your arse will slowly migrate upwards to occupy your cranial hole -- transform into a brain -- bringing with it a rich experience of anal life. Unfortunately you will have to wait until you reach the later stages of fourth year for this to happen.
All my love,
Sister Bench.
P.S. I suggest the administratot of this blog changes its name to "Twinkies on Heat".
that shut them up...
Sister Bench has three nipples
The only reason why it took so long for a come back is because we've been a tad busy having fun, you know, since exams are finished and all... Isn't third year theory on monday...? Revenge = Sweet.
darling i don't write exams no more. earned my stripes. sweet revenge = having been in first year before the days of red, green and blue books (sounds like Noddy's version of a curriculum don't you think?) & penis club, and hi-five (how quaint). oh and in those days post-exam piss ups were far more exciting, we had less to prove. life after school is a tad more fun, all the time.
yeah, sitting on the stupid internet all day arguing with first year art students does sound more fun, all the time
dude, chick, whatever: you are consistently getting your shit ruined by cocky first years (who i call classmates)
go have a solo show or something
matthew
p.s haha, grief the internet sure is serious business!
p.p.s Eat this, Horse!
Tim is the shit though!
malcom paynes digart stuff so cunty
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