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Aug. 1st, 2008 07:47 pmSpeaking from experience I can say that it's often the most difficult part of one's day when those higher up in management start getting ideas about doing your job, so I presume there were some downcast faces at the Tate when Nicholas Serota said "We're going to have a Cy Twombly exhibition and I'm going to do it myself!". It's fucking terrible! The art that is. I can't believe he's held in any regard at all with most of his work not so much 'not art' as 'not making any effort'. Considering he's eighty there's any number of artists that have produced much better work in much less time and then snuffed themselves. Anyone that should find Twombly in a lake: Leave the fucker to drown.
All right, there were a few good moments, I did like both versions of Treatise on the Veil, Nina's Paintings were moving and seemed to be saying something, unlike most of the rest of his stuff and his water paintings, of Hero and Leandro and Untitled (A Painting in Nine Parts), were my favourites for their passion and strength, but it seems these were untypical sparks in a career in search of mediocrity, found early and long sustained.
