Do you know this paradigma of describing art, especially in “scientific” branches like history of art ? It goes like this: First, you should objectively describe what you see (Yes, they think that it’s possible and that there is a sharp gap between objective and subjective description!), then you are expected to interpret the matter of your interest, what is thought to be the truly subjective side of your scientific description (but only scientific if carried out this way). For the picture above, the introduction of the “objective” part could be accomplished as follows:

This picture shows a herb, which is partly rotten and sere, and a couple of little insects, both placed on a irregularly, wooden surface.

So long, cowboy. But what about the following, isn’t this objective, too?:

The shown photography depicts a rotten, sere bunch of parsley and a row of firebugs walking along it, both on the surface of a press board plate.

The next one sounds as objective as the first:

The picture shows a green-brown plant and a couple of little animals, both placed on a patchy brown surface.

And this scheme can be varied ad infinitum. You see what the problem is: The paradigmatic division in objective and subjective description is not only difficult to implement, but completely impossible to carry out especially when used on something that could be called art. It’s just bullshit: What should be an objective description of a picture? Or a painting? Or a sculpture? When applied to the photography above, one must say that there can be – objectively – watched nothing more than pixels of different colors, and even that could easily be shown as being not objective enough.

- “I’m watching something.”
- “Really?“

Perhaps one would end up with that objective dialog.

But instead of trying to figure out what might be objective in a piece of something (call it art, if you want to), what could be the intended message of the artist and messing around with the predictable “What’s objective in this description” -debate there’s a better way of watching the article of interest: Just watch and enjoy it. Stupid theorizing about a whatever fucking message will always do nothing more than just corrode the first quality of perception, the as far as possible undisturbed and uninterrupted relation to the watching. I don’t think the commonly-called-art is made for being interpreted.

So watch out and feel convenient! And download the full size picture here: Full size (right click, → “Save as”).

As the title says, I’ve got a cam! About one and a half week ago I had birthday, got presents/money, and took everything to buy me a nice camera: A Canon EOS 400D. It’s rather not too professional, but fairly good enough for my purposes; I like running around and randomly taking pictures of everything stupid enough to show up in front of the lens. As you can guess from this, the results are … not too professional up to now. See the pictures, respectively a selection of them (better for you, better for me, I don’t wanna put every crap on the web, and you don’t wanna see it):

By the way: Where’s the music? Isn’t this the Grub Brother blog, intended to supply everybody with the freshest and best music on earth? Yes, it is. But producing good music takes much time (shooting good photographies can be a matter of seconds, can!), and while I stay as busy as I am at the moment, there can’t be any new publications. Perhaps grubbrother.com mutates into some sort of photoblog meanwhile.

There are many people in this world earning their money only by producing art, or at least what they call art. Best known among them is Damien Hirst who earned his present fame mostly by establishing the art of selling crap for unbelievably much money: Not the art makes the art, but selling it as it.

Considering this principle of the art market, it’s been obvious to us that we can also profit here if we just act audaciously enough and walk into some art gallery offering them … what can we offer them? Crap, as the principle says, it only must be offered bold enough, with sufficient conviction.

A first attempt in producing crap can be witnessed in the opening picture of this post: It’s just a try, and definitely not crappy enough to be sold to anybody. So stay tuned for the rest that is definitely to come … At least this blog must be financed in some way.

Have you ever heard of a “Firebug”? As far as Web 2.0 experiences go, it seems to be most likely that this is the newest Mozilla software to enhance your digital life – but there you’re mistaken! Firebugs are more or less an offline product and very suitable for entertainment.

Actually we’ve caught about 200 of them and have stuck them into a plastic bag. There they stew a little bit before they are made a birthday present of: A friend of mine will get them all, these scrambling, cuttling little ones! Oh, how I like them! There are so funny crawling around in their bag!

See them:

After some days of work (in fact some days of waiting for the paint to dry), our wonderful table that looks better than every crap you can buy anywhere is finished! Yay! This morning we started with printing the vectorized scan of the chosen sketch (the toad man) on 4 DIN-A4 paper sheets, glued them together and copied the sketch on the tables surface. Afterwards we carved the lines, messing around with the lousy quality of the wood, and when this was finally done the whole thing was painted. Again the awesome stink of the paint pervades my room, only this time not as strong as when we painted the entire table.

Now we don’t have nothing more to do then waiting for the paint to dry – two or three days I think. Even the white paint we applied two or three days ago has still not dried, at least it has quit smelling. Woohoo!

See the pictures!

Take a peek at them below and click for full size:

By the way: The toad man was the one finally selected for the table carving. New pictures when its done!

Two days ago we got us some wood, color, angle brackets, waste amounts of screws and a rasp. The goal: Building a table, instead of doing it the capitalist way and buying a capitalist one. And we thought it to be mighty more interesting than just rushing into the next IKEA and grabbing there the default stuff. And we did it! We manufactured our own table: Beautiful as hell! Massive and heavy as an elephant! Wooden as the rain forest! … uh, as a tree, and painted it white as an eggshell! Now my whole room stinks of thinner harder than the worst chemical plant you can imagine. I swear, no joke! My windows are gaping wide open to improve the air quality, freezing me to death (outdoor temperature must be two degrees above 0°C). I hope I won’t have to wait ages for the thinner to evaporate … Arrrg!

But there a still plans for this fine table. First it needs a second layer of paint. Second we plan to carve interesting patterns into the surface and paint them red, red as blood, omg. I will finally put some new pictures on the blog when it’s done.

Update, 21.3., 03:01:

The second layer is finished and the dreadful scent about to vanish. Sketches for the motive we will paint onto the tabletop also have been done and will be published tomorrow. And I tell you: They’re the real wicked stuff!