Barbara Kruger

Barbara Kruger

Taste is not an object, but a process: a series of framings and refinements which lead to one’s particular image of perfection. And because everything is, to some degree, subsumed by fashion, even our images of perfection are up for grabs, changing constantly, mutating from one hotness to another. Quality might be said to be the end product of the process of taste: the essence that’s left after the acid test: the nectar of resolution that becomes ‘exemplary.’

But this quest for perfection is never singular. It’s plural, relentless, and fickle: a battle fought on a million fronts a minute. As soon as one jewel is discovered, we fall to the thrall of another. The process never ends, leaving in its wake a glorious landscape like a kind of creative compost heap which could be called art history, or cultural history.
— Barbara Kruger
God Help The Child

God Help The Child

Sheila Levrant De Bretteville

Sheila Levrant De Bretteville