Damien Hirst new paintings represent an oppressive combination of cynicism and opportunism that should make us all run for fresh air.
These painting are in the continuing tradition of production-oriented work that (arguably) begins with Duchamp, continued through Warhol, and on into the present day.
Located at the confluence of image-making and social critique, this modality is exemplified by factory-like production methods and disregard for craft. But more importantly, it engages the means by which value is produced: Its true subject is the mechanism by which society assigns a dollar value to art.
The production of value is ultimately the only subject.
Hirst’s dots would be impossible without this tradition, yet they go beyond for sheer opportunism and disregard for meaning. What was disruptive about Warhol’s factory silkscreens in the 1960′s has apparently become a vulgar trope for a well-established artist bent on cashing in while the money is good.
It is one thing to challenge accepted conventions and another to simply take advantage of them.
Given the degree of wealth-hoarding among the rich, and our rapid path toward a two-class society, these paintings have a moral repugnance that surpasses even the interspecies degradation that Hirst relied on in the past.
As the collectors line up to purchase the dots we can only imagine the financial advisors behind it urging the super wealthy to put a larger percentage of their investment into art to avoid the hyper volitility of the stock markets. Given that Hirst’s work is represented in so many major collections, there’s every reason to believe that these pieces will become canonized too. This, because the investor class has a vested interest in keeping it that way.
And here come Hirst to the rescue, having his art elves produce objects devoid of all meaning save as receptacles of financial value.
Photo: Robert Egert




