Shepard Fairey, the artist recognized for creating the Hope poster associated with President Obama’s campaign, took accountability for lying about the photograph on which he based the reproduced image. The confession, made known to the public on Friday, finally came up after months of fighting lawsuit charges from the Associated Press.
The New York Times reported the following:
Mr. Fairey admitted that in the initial months after the suit and countersuit were filed, he destroyed evidence and created false documents to cover up the real source. He said he had initially believed that The A.P was wrong about which photo he used, but later realized the agency was right.
“In an attempt to conceal my mistake, I submitted false images and deleted other images,” Mr. Fairey said in a statement, released on his Web site. “I sincerely apologize for my lapse in judgment, and I take full responsibility for my actions, which were mine alone.”
Mr. Fairey’s lawyers said they intended to withdraw when he could find new counsel.
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2 years ago | Tags: obama, New York Times, contemporary art Sheperd Fairey copyright laws
I just read an interesting, albeit anxiety-ridden article over at the New York Times. Guy Trebay discusses what it’s like to meet superstar artist Takashi Murakami at the Boom Boom Room in New York, after one of his art openings, during fashion week:
Sample question: Do you find that conducting the whirlwind jet-setting life of an ultra-genius pop star artist and handbag designer leaves you time for quiet consultation with your muse?
Or: What role does fate play in fame and global recognition? Do some ultra-genius pop star artist handbag designers just get lucky, while others wind up making Hendrick’s martinis behind a bar?
Or: Who styles your topknot? It’s kind of cute.
The one thing you should probably never inquire of a person of Mr. Murakami’s stature, on the eve of his exhibition at the Larry Gagosian Gallery, on the final night of Fashion Week, in the Boom Boom Room of the Standard Hotel, locus of all things flossy and urgent and cosmopolitan for the last seven days (and, looking forward, one might predict for the following 90), is what he thinks makes a party fun.
If you present such a banal query, well, be prepared for a look of smoldering incomprehension, a coldly evidenced distaste for breaches in the protocols of global celebrity. You must be ready to experience a displeasure that could atomize you, reduce you to an integer of laboring-class nothingness, a mote of dust.
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2 years ago | Tags: art article, new york times, takashi murakami boom boom room gagosian
