follower privilege, access privilege, and other things to be bitter about

Someone sent me an obnoxious quote from an obnoxious essay on post-internet art:

While early new media art communities were built on ethics of openness
 and collaboration, surf clubs and platform-based practices prosper on 
the nepotism [sic] and influence of online and regional friendships. In 2014, the internet is not so democratic and neither is the art world. Privileges of access to the art world come through unlikely cross-platform friendships with critics, academic blogger meritocracy, and follower-populism. Artists with higher follower counts become aesthetic opinion leaders, soft-capitalizing on the attention of the right gallerists, art lovers, art students, and New Yorkers. To base your art practice around any one platform is to submit yourself to the social hierarchies created by impressions of influence and popularity with the communities you build and engage with.

The author is Jennifer Chan. The quote was in a book, which students are reading. Depressing. Let's take it line by line:

While early new media art communities were built on ethics of openness 
and collaboration, surf clubs and platform-based practices prosper on
 the nepotism* and influence of online and regional friendships.

This is the exact opposite of the truth. The dynamic content of blogging software platforms opened up "net practice" from the old days of fixed html pages dependent on collections of hyperlinks for traffic. Suddenly hyperlinks could be generated "on the fly" and conversations could happen right on the page under discussion (instead of through a guestbook or related BBS).

In 2014, the internet is not so democratic and neither is the art world. Privileges of access to the art world come through unlikely cross-platform friendships with critics, academic blogger meritocracy, and follower-populism. Artists with higher follower counts become aesthetic opinion leaders, soft-capitalizing on the attention of the right gallerists, art lovers, art students, and New Yorkers.

Authority based on "higher follower counts" is a completely different concept from authority based on personal contacts. Chan thoughtlessly mashes them together here.

To base your art practice around any one platform is to submit yourself to the social hierarchies created by impressions of influence and popularity with the communities you build and engage with.

"Blogosphere" sites that are self-hosted (which includes '06-'08 surf clubs) didn't partake of the centralized, mass-control structures of a commercial platform such as Tumblr or Facebook. Chan is voluntarily operating in a far more restrictive environment while projecting her hierarchies and elitism onto surf clubs she never participated in.

As an artist friend noted, Chan "pushes privilege shaming to such an extent that we're supposed to feel bad about being friends with other artists." Resentment is raised to a statement of high principle.

Rhizome.org has archived at least one of the surf clubs from the mid-'00s (Nasty Nets) but has never publicly announced it, or had symposia where some of Chan's revisionism could be cleared up. She was in school when all that was going on and is just fabricating theories about the era (or borrowing her bad ideas from Brad Troemel, who also wasn't there).

*nepotism means giving jobs to your relatives -- I think "cronyism" is the word she means to use here

not your average what?

One of the bones of contention regarding Ryder Ripps' recent Postmasters exhibition, consisting of iPhone-distorted images based on a sportswear model's Instagram photos, was his use of the model's last name "Ho" as the show's title. Some New York critics lambasted him for this. Karen Archey in Frieze wrote:

Ho is Canadian with French and Chinese ancestry, hence the show’s title is a play on her last name that manages to be racist and misogynist simultaneously.

Johanna Fateman in Artforum added:

The most scathing critics of his new work characterize it as banal theft and sexist defacement of a woman’s images, calling out the puerile double entendre of the show’s title while they’re at it.

Artforum contributing writer Sarah Nicole Prickett tweeted:

Spends two weeks defending his feminist credentials, incredulously, after being like, called out for having a show called "Ho" as if double entendres didn't exist...

And yet, the model Adrianne Ho jokingly labels her own Twitter account "Follow a Ho! SWEAT THE STYLE":

followaho

And is profiled in "Status" magazine in an article with the title Not Your Average Ho, containing still more jokes at her own expense:

Men dominate streetwear, but with 25-year-old muse ADRIANNE HO being Hypebeast’s pick as “The Unofficial Face of Menswear,” people might want to think twice. She appreciates a good pun and often has a self-deprecating streak in reference to her surname. Her Twitter account is filled with tweets like “It’s hot out here for a Ho” and “Ho on the go.”

not_avg_ho

Are we "slut-shaming" here? Was Ripps? The arena for the slur was a prominent NY gallery, where privileged left-of-center bohemians bait other privileged left-of-center bohemians to claim the moral high ground. Shaming a "slut" is just as tacky in that world as being one. We could talk about Ho's "interior colonization" in using an epithet of her oppressors to self-identify. Or we could talk about "click-whoring" -- a term often used without gender association and practiced by many art magazines and non-profits in our current dystopian era of pervasive social media. We didn't talk about those things because none of the critics did any investigation to see where the use of "Ho" in its double meanings originated. It was presumed to be a one-sided gender slur and left at that (to the artist's reputational detriment).

(attractive) body wars online

Artforum has a fairly balanced essay [probably up for a limited time online] regarding the nascent separatist movement of young, internet-based, feminist artists. The article notes a recent women-only performance night at Transfer gallery in NYC, the private, women-only Facebook group ☆ミ [Star Wave], and the launch of the show being reviewed, an online exhibition titled Body Anxiety, on the opening night of Ryder Ripps' Postmasters show "Ho," "not as a protest per se, but as a pointed alternative."

An intriguing slant of the article is that online art politics are not the same as meat space art politics: it's more about mediation and management of images and symbols than protesting and organizing out in the streets. And image-management online is notoriously slippery (in this case, the representation of female bodies, or more particularly, the artists' bodies):

[W]hat pushing back means, and what it looks like, is pretty much up for grabs. Resistance is co-opted so quickly in our moment of screen grabs and reblogs that one obvious question is: Why fight it? It’s no surprise that for a lot of artists, gaming the system is more appealing, or simply more feasible, than changing it, and there’s no doubt that much of the work in the show walks right up to that well-trodden line between criticality and complicity, deploying “Internet babe” tropes with and without irony.

One wonders, reading the article, whether iPhone deformations of an Instagram brand model done by a female artist would have raised the same hue and cry as when Ryder Ripps did it. ("[Ann Hirsch] uses a trippy spiral warp effect on both shots, reminiscent of Ripps’s manipulations of Ho’s photos," the Artforum author mentions.) Or if a woman doing it would be called out by her peers for not doing it fairly enough. Ripps' target was a woman who had sold out to capitalist patriarchy but his crime was not so much misogyny, perhaps, as being the wrong person to be making the critique (see the last paragraph, below). Meanwhile, Frieze is still talking dated, Paglia-esque talk about Ripps not respecting that the Instagram model had empowered herself via tantalizing self-display ("... is a pointed thing to do to an image of a woman whose power hinges on her body’s appearance and her control over it." Yes, and...?)

The return of a Dworkinian "kill the oppressors" strain of feminism in our increasingly net-based art practice would certainly be new and noteworthy (and kind of exciting), but as Artforum notes, there are inconsistencies and internal conflicts:

When we spoke, [Jennifer] Chan [one of "Body Anxiety"'s co-organizers] expressed self-critical despair -- prompted in part by comments on ☆ミ [Star Wave] -- over the inadequate presence of women of color and of queer and trans artists in “Body Anxiety.” She wondered whether the focus on work that took pleasure in performances of femininity -- all those Internet babes -- played a role in the unconscious skewing of the curatorial selection toward conventionally attractive white women artists. While many of the show’s artists -- unclothed and not -- contest the appropriation of women’s sexuality in porn, mass culture, and men’s art, fewer challenge popular feminist representations of sexual liberation. Which bodies (or artists) get to be freedom’s icons and emissaries?

The Dworkin hard line we're envisioning here wouldn't just be a "women good/men bad" dichotomy but an anti-iconic practice that seeks to eradicate or at least problematize the "selfie" as a form of "identity" -- recognizing that it's no longer "empowering" (if it ever was) to voluntarily submit to a Staasi-like system of surveillance or self-surveillance based on facial recognition. Warping the Instagram model's face in this scheme is not male rage but worker rage at a prevailing quasi-voluntary control system. De-privileging the "body image" to restore powers inherent in the rest of the sensorium: hearing, smell, touch, taste. Etc Etc. Just throwing this out for thought.