There is yet another article on Jeff Koons in the New Yorker. I haven't read it yet but the upshot is that the King of POMO is once again flogging his genius to the general public - and promoting that Japanese-Lantern-Train-Engine-on-a-Crane thing. Now I'm sure Jeff is a very nice man - every one except Cicciolina says so - hell he's fun on TV - but to me his vision d'artiste and ouvre are the POMO devil incarnate. The whole production of objet d'arte and hiring busloads of assistants to make these designed upscale consumer goods smacks of the crass masturbatory practices of superfund capital, hedge fund economies and board room political intrigues. And at this point looking at POMO artwork is like walking into the living room late at night and catching sight of your obese, balding grandpa- pants around his ankles - watching some latenight Cinemax squeezie movie. After you get done projectile hurling - how do you get that sight out of your head???

If I agree that Koons really is Warhol Jr. and that he is King of POMO will he just retire - buy a small country and leave us all alone - or at least stop issuing press releases and fire CAA or whatever press publicists he's using. Seriously - this guy shows up in the art pages more than Matthew McConaughey shows up in the gossip mags. I admire his resolve - he is a pit bull when it comes to whipping up piles and piles of hot steaming publicity. That being said I also think the rabbit is iconic - it captures the best of POMO irony - better still - I loved Made in Heaven - mainly because a friend of mine - trying to impress a girl with his art knowledge - actually stood and discussed the formal painterly qualites of Cicciolina blowing Jeff - it doesn't get any better than that! Hell even the puppy was cute - but it ends there.

I promise I'll read the thing later today - but for Christ's sake - spare me the bilious self congratulatory promotions please! I say it again - postmodernism has had its run - it's time for new thought new vision!