As if to mark the apotheosis of all things blasphemous, it's the great zombizi exhibition!!! Rollup, rollup, that's what he's stood outside smoking.
Actually, from now on I shall refer to him as The Great Zombizi, firstly because he's genuinely quite good, and secondly because it makes him sound like a freak show under a canvas awning, which rather suits him.
Oh yes, details. He'd like it if I remembered the details.
It's at the Here Gallery, 108 Stokes Croft, Bristol, from Saturday March 8 to Saturday March 29. I'm going to the opening preview tomorrow, which if you ask me is proof positive of how very important I am.
But it's not about me, apparently, it's about zombizi and his really very good art. Yes photos are proper art. zombizi's are, anyway. Not that it will say they're proper art at the exhibition. That's because they're proper art. Show don't tell, you see. It's a bit late for me though, I've got far too much telling under my belt to go changing now. So listen to me, and go and look at him.
To get your juices going, here's a quote from an admirer. “Zombizi's photos are unsettling - but in a good way - like once when I had a dream about Jeanette Krankie and Maggie Thatcher 'doing it' in Razzle...”
And if that doesn't make you want to go, then I've terribly misjudged my audience.
07/03/08 @ 07:59