Wednesday, April 15, 2015
Zombie Formalism, as an aesthetic, was inevitable. After all, that esteemed artist of light, Thomas Kinkade, has been dead three years this month from booze and pills. What and who should fill the vapid void left because God knows a consumer driven art market needs something entirely unchallenging to hang above the sofa. I would never have even stopped to glance at Zombie Formalism, it's that banal. It's like failing to notice the uniformity of the mortar between bricks or which water bottle is which in a landfill.