The New Yorker Wades into “Curator” Confusion

by Hrag Vartanian on October 4, 2012

This week’s New Yorker (the October 8, 2012 issue) takes a shot at the craze to “curate” everything in our lives, rather than organize, accumulate, amass, or … in the case of parties … throw. Nothing like a well-done comic to point out the absurdity of the moment we live in.

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  • just1more

    There was also a brief moment in “The Simpsons” last week when Lisa and Marge were looking for NYC culture on the cheap and one of them remarked in frustration that all the galleries were over-curated.

    The Cult of the Curator is an niche offshoot of the Cult of Fame. It’s not as simple as that of course but curators seeking more recognition within and outside of the establishment has elevated them and their game of culture-naming past the rank of the mere workhorse artist. A status itself on decline with the beaten-to-death “everyone is an artist” Pop dogma, revolving door BFA and MFA programs, popular misconceptions about the obtuseness of art and the stereotype of the artist as a lonely tortured soul and -in some cases- the overuse of technology as an art medium.

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