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Society is a system that is woven together. The gallery goes with the street and the street sweeper. You can’t separate the buttons from the designers, the job from the work culture, the company from the economy, the economy from our policies, our policies from our values. It all goes together.
Who cares?
Who cares?
Frank Chimero · Who cares?
We live in an era where personal style is increasingly indistinguishable from brand strategy. The aesthetic codes that once belonged to subcultures, regions, or craftspeople have been flattened into algorithms—optimized for compatibility, trend velocity, and frictionless aspiration. When everything looks good, originality becomes the only risk... See more
Good Taste is Making You Boring
Does Anyone Really Have Taste Anymore? Microtrends move faster than we can question them. Labubus, polka-dot revívals, balletcore, blokette, tomato girl summers. It’s not that we shouldn’t like them. But most people don’t even know where these aesthetics come from, or why they’re drawn to them beyond the fact that the algorithm said... See more
thecitizensposteinstagram.comInitially we recognised a necessity to distinguish between "curating" and "the curatorial". If "curating" is a gamut of professional practices that had to do with setting up exhibitions and other modes of display, then "the curatorial" operates at a very different level: it explores all that takes place on the stage set-up, both intentionally and
... See moreExpression is compression
It takes 50 gallons of sap to make one gallon of syrup. So whenever I feel like I don’t have enough ideas to create something meaningful, I go collect more experiences and spend time processing them by writing and talking to friends.
Even writers who work full-time spend most of their hours away from the keyboard. Full-time
... See moreQuestion from “T.B.D.”: How to reignite a creative practice that has gone dormant?
(From this distance, the original feels like a mysterious miracle...)
For clarity, art feels like a kind of health to me — that is, necessary engagement (like a breathing) with one’s context. A translation of the world that isn’t merely practical/financial — I want,
