January 21, 2012
"Deliberate deadness distinguishes Hirst’s art, not only in the famous pickled shark but in everything he makes, including the three hundred and thirty-one paintings now globally on display: grid arrangements of colored disks, in household gloss paint, on white grounds, all but the earliest few of them executed by the artist’s employees. Their formulaic concept amounts to intellectual formaldehyde."

Peter Schjeldahl absolutely shitting on Damien Hirst in this week’s New Yorker

I love Schjeldahl so fucking much and I hate Damien Hirst so fucking much and this piece feels like a personal gift sent down from on high

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