"Pseudo-intellectual rehashed claptrap"
Can’t paint? Can’t draw? Meet Tate Britain’s £25,000 Turner Prize winner for 2004!
Jeremy Deller has won himself dubious immortality and a lot of money as this year’s winner of the British Art World’s most prestigious, ( some might say “infamous”), award; the Turner Prize. His prime exhibit entitled ‘History of the World 1997-2004’, was a collection of words written in felt pen as a flow chart with arrows that link ACID HOUSE with BRASS BANDS via 'Throbbing Gristle', by way of 'Castlemorton' the 'M25' and sundry other words and places. It defies serious artistic description, but the judges managed to come up with: “generosity of spirit across a succession of projects which engage with social and cultural contacts and celebrate the creativity of individuals”.
The Guardian could be expected to pontificate with appropriate pompous piffle on such an august occasion and did so on cue with Elizabeth Mahoney opining that “There is a strong sense of community in much of his art, and it's this quality which gives it a gently political edge. Rather than cold, self-regarding conceptualism, that's what we need from art just now”.
I do not often agree with Charles Saatchi, Britain's most celebrated collector of contemporary art. He recently complained however that the Turner Prize has become “pseudo-intellectual rehashed claptrap”. Spot on Charles!
Tanqueray-Gordon of Gordon’s Gin fame, (my regular tipple for half a century), has sponsored this rubbish. I’m changing to Allied Domecq’s Beefeater Gin forthwith. Join me for a "stiff G & T"!