hey guys: here's that dan arps shot i promised. Brilliant show, over now but may its memory reign long. the title alone should have been lit up in lights and deliberately positioned to obscure the sun.... So easily the best show of the year and only probably eclipsed by the irrepressible Hany Armanious, whose show "Year of the pig sty" at Michael Lett's in March was a staggering triumph of d.i.y spirit. But for sheer variation and diversity Arps wins hands down. From the protuse metallic sculpture made of flimsy coreflutting to the arcane wit of the poster paintings there is a certain conservative vulgarity to Arps work that's really delivering spades into a pack of hearts. Arps seems to specialise in a kind of cross breeding being completely feral and yet absolutely formal at the same time. Gestapo Pussy Ranch was a sort of soft-porn minimalism mixed up with the humour of Frank Tashlin on crack.
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(incidentally,,,,,,, loving lost weekend... can you send some more:::::::: i know i should stream the fucker but that’s a complication i can't afford an assistant for:::

pleadingly yours
harold grieves