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	<title>Comments on: 105 Years from Now, All Artists Will Be Failures</title>
	<link>http://www.artisticfailure.com/2007/11/24/105-years-from-now-all-artists-will-be-failures/</link>
	<description>Where all creative intentions go to die.</description>
	<pubDate>Tue, 06 Jan 2009 10:26:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: admin</title>
		<link>http://www.artisticfailure.com/2007/11/24/105-years-from-now-all-artists-will-be-failures/#comment-1117</link>
		<author>admin</author>
		<pubDate>Fri, 16 May 2008 20:02:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Great story, and very revealing. He obviously knows how much of an overrated hack he really is, or else why would he try to hide behind the bitchy diva routine?
IMHO, Alex Katz is the art world's biggest Emperor's New Clothes story (yes, even bigger than Matthew Barney and Damien Hirst).</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Great story, and very revealing. He obviously knows how much of an overrated hack he really is, or else why would he try to hide behind the bitchy diva routine?<br />
IMHO, Alex Katz is the art world&#8217;s biggest Emperor&#8217;s New Clothes story (yes, even bigger than Matthew Barney and Damien Hirst).</p>
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		<title>By: apedigrab</title>
		<link>http://www.artisticfailure.com/2007/11/24/105-years-from-now-all-artists-will-be-failures/#comment-1116</link>
		<author>apedigrab</author>
		<pubDate>Fri, 16 May 2008 19:03:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Alex Katz was a visiting critic at my graduate school MFA program. He was a complete diva. The first thing he did to cement his divahood, was to refuse to allow one-on-one meetings with the MFA candidates. In the program I was in, the method was that the MFA candidates were informed of the visiting critics dates of attendance and we were to sign up for individual meetings. Each meeting was to last no longer than an hour. Katz refused to meet any of the MFA candidates individually, instead allowing only a group critique. He sat in a chair in the middle of a large room in the studio building as the students dutifully trouped their work in front of him. He was gruff and negative. He hated everything and said so. A student in a top floor studio was working on very large paintings. With much difficulty and with the aid of a friend, one painting made its way down the three flights of stairs and into the room where the critique was being held. One corner of the painting was being manoeuvered into the room, when Katz said, " Take that piece of garbage out of my sight!" The painting was quickly removed. The student spent the remainder of the day crying in the studio. And the critique was for all intents and purposes over, as the students began to drift away rather quickly. Katz later told the MFA program director that none of the artists he saw had any talent at all.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Alex Katz was a visiting critic at my graduate school MFA program. He was a complete diva. The first thing he did to cement his divahood, was to refuse to allow one-on-one meetings with the MFA candidates. In the program I was in, the method was that the MFA candidates were informed of the visiting critics dates of attendance and we were to sign up for individual meetings. Each meeting was to last no longer than an hour. Katz refused to meet any of the MFA candidates individually, instead allowing only a group critique. He sat in a chair in the middle of a large room in the studio building as the students dutifully trouped their work in front of him. He was gruff and negative. He hated everything and said so. A student in a top floor studio was working on very large paintings. With much difficulty and with the aid of a friend, one painting made its way down the three flights of stairs and into the room where the critique was being held. One corner of the painting was being manoeuvered into the room, when Katz said, &#8221; Take that piece of garbage out of my sight!&#8221; The painting was quickly removed. The student spent the remainder of the day crying in the studio. And the critique was for all intents and purposes over, as the students began to drift away rather quickly. Katz later told the MFA program director that none of the artists he saw had any talent at all.</p>
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