THIRD FRIDAY: 11.15.19
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Lyle Toledo Yazzie
To Purchase A Piece Direct From The Artist
Gus Romero IV
Steven Lee Matz
The black absence of a lightless moon
A void held in the breast of the sky
Samhain passes quietly as a chill
In solitude and silence with no cup to fill
So night turns to dawn in a swirling mist
The sun's glow orange as the harvest's wane
Here is when sleep may overtake me
Because there's an absense of light for which I plea
November frosts over as soon as it comes
Bringing a Northern wind and a maple bite
Leaves along the road frozen as stone
That precious snow drifting without a sigh or a moan
And music remains my comfort
When everything seems to skew
Whether when those ice white shivers grow too many
Or when friends thin to be further and few
In these penultimate weeks night will be heavy
Air like a knife at celsius zero
No one to hold and foreign friends to miss
Returning to darkened solstice slumber awakened by no man's kiss
Tonight a white candle of a bright round moon
A joy held by the hands of the sky
Each new night passes like a deathly chill
In peace and comfort for the air to fill
So dusk turns to night in a celestial tryst
The moon's glow pale as the coming rain
Here is when lunacy may overtake me
Because there's a presence of light for which I plea
December will come as quickly as the evening
A lavender sky over sunless days
Bringing a thickened pall like a lulling drone
As numbing to the eye as it is to the bone
But music remains my comfort
When sense seems to cease
Either by the wake of a low hanging sun
Or just by a melody that has yet to be sung
In these final weeks life will be heavy
Chilled to the core at celsius zero
Alone in bed thinking of the things I miss
Dreaming in a darkened solstice slumber, never to be woken by a foreign friend's kiss
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A great specter is looming over the art world: the specter of Inter|Sekt. For far too long we have watched the artists of our generation turned into a disposable commodity, bought and sold by the galleries, stifled in their expression by the tastes of the art consultants who purchase pieces on behalf of financially minded clients who want a "solid investment".
They have been amalgamated into schools, said schools are a device of gallerists and art historians to divide and conquer the creatives and free thinkers.
For we live in a nation which thinks itself to be free yet is not, they expect the same of their artists.
Our culture has been raped and plundered by the upper echelon, picked apart and sold by the same greed mongers who claim to be it's patrons. The tool which has most effectively stunted the growth of modern American art in particular is the clever indoctrination of this idea of schools to not only the art student but anyone whom even reads a brief survey of the history of art sees that it is broken up into these categorized schools; the philosophies of these various sects creates conflict, division, and ultimately destruction of the morale and submission to the established order. Thus rendering the creative spirit confused and useless.
This helps curb the rebellious spirit of the average citizen outside of the art world in other spheres of society.
Art history is a lie and galleries are dens of thieves!
Inter|Sekt is not destroying the schools or the galleries, we are simply showing you they were never real, at least not in a world outside of that constructed by academics to sell text books to art students.
The reign of the gallerists and art consultants is over when you want it to be.
From the ashes of the indoctrinated schools of every form of art shall arise The New World Creative.
-Steven Lee Matz-
The inter|sekt manifesto