Vanna Vechian's Erotic Stories & (Art & Life) Scrapbook

Vanna Vechian is of mixed European extraction. She studied maths and art history in Germany. She writes essentially in lieu of socially unacceptable behaviour - experiments with her womanhood, her stock and trade in the fading past. Her subject area is woman and the female body, the source of power it is, but vulnerable and 'the prison of the mind' at the same time. This Blog is to capture loose ends and stray thoughts.

Sunday, August 01, 2010

Performance art: 100 Years, Julia Stoschek Foundation, Düsseldorf

Dusseldorf had an exhibition on 100 years of performance art. I did not make it (again: what am I doing with my life, when I am so interested? Such is life, procrastination rules.) It has history start at Marcel Duchamps' Tonsure, where usually there is a consensus performance art started in the 60s. Again, art is not what it is. It is context and definition.

This time I reflect on the work of Andrea Fraser. During 2003, she made a performance 'Untitled'. What she did is sleep with a collector in a hotelroom - for reputedly $ 20.000 dollar. Her NYC gallery owner was the pimp. The candidate had to be straight and unmarried. (Fraser cunningly covering herself against litigation?) A video of 1 hour would be made as a record of the performance. 1 Copy for the collector and a few more (4, I believe) for sales.

The video apparently looks like amateurporn. Fraser alone in red dress, pacing, receiving the man, sharing a glass of wine, ending naked in bed doing the business.

Yes, the work is about the human condition, but this is too thin for me. It is principally about art & business: what is art, what does a collector want, the artist selling a little, intimate part of herself.

To me, this is at best a film and acting, not art. Less so than me eternal reference: Emin's unmade bed. It is business too.

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