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The king of Pop music died…oh well.
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This past weekend I had the privilege of attending an amazing event…an event so large that droves of people migrated from all over the country just to sneak a peak of a red carpet which was studded with stars such as: Bono (along with his sunglass wardrobe), Matthew McConaughey (forgetting to bring a shirt, or a brain), Oprah (along with her ego), and even Tom Cruise (along with his cover-up, Katie Holmes). Okay okay, maybe these guys weren’t there (as if I cared), and maybe the event wasn’t really that big at all. What I attended was a barbeque festival which is annually held in a quaint town nestled in the foothills of the blue ridge mountains. Now that I have you on the edge of your seat I’d like to tell you a few things that I learned at this festival: spiders are always scary, cops are still dicks, and apparently rattails are still in style (were they ever?).
On the topic of spiders…I am a huge pussy. I have always been and will always be terrified of spiders, no matter what the hell their benefit to nature is. Upon traveling up to the barbeque festival, this city boy came into a close encounter with a black widow (spawn of the devil). My friends who live in the festivals hometown had captured the largest black widow in southeastern America…and probably the world. Since the spider had become captive to a group of continually buzzed twenty year olds, I gained the courage to try and feed the spider a moth. As I slowly slid open the bottom of the spiders transparent pyramid of a jail, I carefully placed the moth near the spider. The bottom of the “bug catcher” suddenly betrayed me and almost let the spider out! As anti-climactic as it gets, I quickly closed the insect prison and immediately changed my underwear.
Note to nature lovers/animal freaks/hippies: the spider was never intentionally harmed…but did die
Note to self: don’t ever drink and play with deadly spiders again
As a general consensus, cops get a bad rap. They needlessly distribute speeding tickets, grow horrible mustaches, and eat an extraordinary amount of doughnuts and coffee (or so I’ve seen in cartoons). Of course I understand that they do serve a purpose (Reno 911) and help keep the peace (Rodney King riots…anyone?), but a certain undercover cop at the barbeque festival adhered flawlessly to the stereotypical portrayal of a cop in dick-mode. While I and some friends were casually drinking at the festival, he (robo-cop) confronted us and asked to see our id’s. This was no problem for any of us except one person…who was under twenty-one. He performed his job exquisitely (using pathetic intimidation) and kindly shoved her out of the festival. I know I am bitching about something that has most likely happened to most everybody who will read this…that’s why I’m bitching. (a plea for sympathy…)
Note to underage drinkers: don’t drink…or better yet, drink really fast so they don’t catch you drinking and then drive away so you don’t get charged with drunk in public.
Note to self: drink a lot so you forget about being under twenty-one.
Rat tails meld into southern pride as well as the Confederate flag, tobacco, and Lynyrd Skynyrd. Due to the lack of competition (mullet remains the only mainstream rival), the rat tail has amazingly made its way into 2009. Being a frequent attendee of southern events (BBQ festivals, hillbilly hoedowns, sibling speed dating, and spittoon sharing’s) I have become a connoisseur of mullets. But I noticed at this barbeque festival that the rat tail has made a valiant comeback and will continually thrive in the south along with Jeff Foxworthy and The Dukes of Hazard. I myself have never grown a rattail and have no intentions of doing so, but there are certain rules to adhere to when growing the symbol of the south: keep it clean, shoulder length is ideal, never be caught drinking any foreign beer, and of course, wear it with pride.
Note to potential rattail owners: don’t copy Dog the Bounty Hunter’s rattail unless you’re going to shamelessly kick ass like him.
Note to self: never be associated with a hairstyle named after a rodent appendage.
In deserved respect though, the barbeque festival was filled with friendly people who were brimming with hospitality. The unrevealed location was scenic and welcoming and I cannot wait for my next pilgrimage to this festival to chow down on some barbeque and wash it down with a beer (the southern Baptist’s communion).
-Uncle Pauly, writer for Paula Walrus
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The following article is the start of a new series of writings from a long lost member of the Walrus family. His submissions will range in all topics and of course all articles will be open to discussion…enjoy!
As a belated follow-up, there seems to be a trend in the opinion’s expressing discomfort of the current American culture…articles such as Sarah Nardi’s “What is the New Aesthetic” and Douglas Haddow’s “Hipster: The Dead End of Western Civilization” portray a bleak outlook on America today and the attitudes which the youth have harbored within the past decade. As Nardi expresses her displeasure with the direction which present-day art is heading, Haddow criticizes the hipster movement, or lack thereof. The source of unhappiness within both of these factions of American culture may be summed up with the statement which Nardi expresses at the end of her article, “We will be content to live in a world of appearances, virtual successes, and hollow forms.” Nardi and Haddow do not stand alone in their thought that much of the American culture is void of character, confidence, and individuality. The hipster movement, as observed in Haddow’s article, is a false culture that is wholly based on consumerism; which is a tough accusation to deny. But this is not a horrible crime which recently emerged through the hipster movement, for ninety-nine percent of minor cultures (such as punk, hip-hop, hipster…) quickly retreat to consumerism in their futile attempts to solely portray the American culture as a whole. Consumerism is an integral part of the American culture due to its close ties to capitalism. This correlation is meant to defend the hipsters against this consumerism argument which Haddow makes (Douglas Haddow is a writer for Adbuster’s….Adbuster’s, as cool as their magazine may be, stealthily promotes the exact same consumerism which is supposedly plaguing hipster’s). The truth is, consumerism is everywhere in a capitalistic society! That is how families make money! That is how this country progresses!
Okay…so Haddow is wrong in blaming consumerism. Yet he makes a valid argument that the hipster movement has no motive, no drive behind it. Hipsters across the country nonchalantly cast the “fuck you” attitude in any direction they please, uncaring…and unable to find their reason for existence. Beatniks of the 1950’s became motivated in moving away from mainstream culture to explore America and experience societies…the flower children on the 1960’s wanted liberation and unification through love, politically charged by the Vietnam war…the hipster’s are different. Beatniks and hippies were part of countercultures, ie. attempting to get away from American culture, and in doing so, became a rich and vital part of American culture. Hipsters lack substance, therefore lack the ingredient required for acceptance into American culture.
Of course, even this shallowness cannot be blamed wholly towards the hipster movement. The present day American attitude is corrupted with dollar signs, political scandals, religious uncertainty, and a blinding focus on the bottom-line. As James Joyce described Ireland, the American culture is in a state of “moral paralysis”. These kids ranging from ages 16-30 who fly the hipster flag have grown up in a society that has lost its values, and has replaced hope with cynicism. This could very well be blamed on the captains of industry who rule the capitalistic world and adhere to the gods of mammon over their own mothers…the exact same people who have profited off of the exact same capitalistic economy which I promoted earlier in this article.
The lack of motivation which the hipster movement often portrays is derived from a lack of direction from the American leaders. This article is riddled with contradictions and loopholes…due to the fact that there is no end to this pathetic “blame game”, and the American culture, just as its economy, is cyclical by nature and will rebound. Having hope in the hipster movement is just as important as have hope in the economy… If we hold on to the attitudes of Nardi and Haddow, we will become a lost culture.
“We are a defeated generation, resigned to the hypocrisy of those before us…” – Douglas Haddow
A note to the reader: IF THIS BECOMES OUR ATTITUDE, IF WE DO IN FACT RESIGN…WE GIVE UP!!! WE ARE IN THIS TOGETHER–HIPSTERS, JOCKS, JUNKIES, ARTISTS, BUSINESSMEN, PRIESTS, POETS, LABORERS, TEACHERS, STUDENTS, JAILERS, GAS STATION ATTENDANTS, FARMERS, BUTCHERS, BAKERS, CANDLESTICK MAKERS, PLUMBERS, STAY-AT-HOME MOMS, SCAD STUDENTS, THE HOMELESS, THE JOBLESS, THE MONEY-LESS, PIMPS, WHORES, YOU, ME, BLACKS, WHITES, JEWS, NATIVE AMERICANS, GARBAGE MEN, THE PRESIDENT, HOMOSEXUALS, HETEROSEXUALS, BISEXUALS…ALL OF US!!!
Individuality is only possible with unity. Therefore, reader, do me a favor: take into consideration your own actions first, then worry about others. Then constantly remind yourself of your specific significance while humbly keeping in mind your general insignificance. Then read Whitman’s Song of Myself.
- Uncle Pauly, writer for Paula Walrus
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Found this article on adbusters, it is insanely interesting and applies to all the viewers on Paula Walrus and SCAD. It was written by Sarah Nardi.

In September, just as the full scope of the financial crisis was beginning to come into focus, Sotheby’s was preparing for one of the most ambitious art auctions in recent history. The audacity of the London sale – 223 new artworks by British phenom Damien Hirst – was underscored by the morning’s financial news: Lehman Brothers had declared bankruptcy in New York. As one titan of commerce fell, another, on the other side of the Atlantic, was rising.
When the final gavel came down, Hirst had brought in more than $200 million, decimating the previous record for sales by a single artist, which was held by Picasso at a mere $20 million. The world was in awe. How could an artist, even one who had proven so commercially viable as Hirst, defy a dawning financial crisis that was widely expected to be unlike any since the Great Depression? Prolific Hirst collector and market maker Jose Mugrabi offered a New York Times reporter a prescient explanation: “When the empires fall – Roman, Greek – all that’s left is the art.”
Hirst and a cadre of other hip, young artists made millionaires by a grossly over-inflated market represent the apex of a commercial age in which the notions of art and commodity became inextricably tangled. What went up on the auction blocks in September was more than artwork – it was the last vestiges of a bloated consumer empire. As financial institutions failed and 60 years of consumer confidence began to crumble beneath our feet, collectors – well-trained in the art of speculation – rushed to snatch up the relics of a dying age. The last bits of art as we know it.
All aesthetic movements are born, in some sense, of rupture. Abstractionism grew out of the carnage of WWI and abstract expressionism out of the carnage of WWII. Mid-century consumer culture marked a distinct break from the anxiety of previous decades and brought with it the idea that art had become too exclusionary and esoteric. Pop art promptly sprang from the void, speaking to the alienated masses in a language they could understand. With pop art and its most recognizable figure, Andy Warhol, a tradition of fetishizing not only art as object, but artist as celebrity, began. Speculators began to enter the market en masse, throwing money behind their bet for the art world’s Next Big Thing. Investors like Mugrabi used wealth and influence to control markets, exerting tight control over supply and demand. As a result, prices skyrocketed – and artists became rock stars. Galleries began to mine graduate schools hoping to discover a nascent Hirst or Jeff Koons. Chelsea felt more and more like Wall Street.
Art today is just one big clusterfuck of artists doing what will get them paid, what will get them laid or what will get them famous.
But then the bottom fell out. And as it continues to fall out of markets everywhere, we are confronted with the rupture that will define our age. Suddenly we’re left to peer out across the chasm that separates real wealth from perceived wealth, inherent value from inflated hype.
And we’re left to wonder – what new aesthetic will spring from the void?
“It’s impossible to define a new aesthetic movement because movements really no longer exist,” says Erik Plambeck, a recent art school grad living in Southern California. “Art today is just one big clusterfuck of artists doing what will get them paid, what will get them laid or what will get them famous.”
“If anything can be said to be an aesthetic movement right now,” he continues “it’s Facebook and blogging – that’s exactly what’s happening in contemporary art. Individuals use generic templates and hope to somehow achieve a sense of acceptance and community. They’re helplessly trying to define their influence by counting how many friends they have.”
Asked if the financial crisis could somehow have a purifying effect on art by moving us away from a formula that concentrates primary importance on money and fame, Plambeck is resolute:
“No, absolutely not. No matter what happens, we’ll never get away from the galleries and museums. They’re never going to stop lining up outside grad schools to find some 25-year-old to give a solo show.” <
Plambeck plans to attend grad school next year.
Marc Schiller, curator of the New York-based Wooster Collective – a website that chronicles street art around the world – is more optimistic. According to Schiller, we already have evidence of a burgeoning movement, the first real defining aesthetic of a new age.
He sees street art growing out of a resistance to the proliferation of mass media advertising worldwide and emerging as a counterblow to the capitalist obsession with private property and development.
So is it a cohesive, insurrectionary aesthetic movement?
“Not every act of street art is necessarily one of protest,” explains Schiller. “But every act carries with it the risk of arrest and no one will take that risk without some sense of purpose and deeper motivation.”
“The artists may not be able to articulate it,” he continues, “but there is a common theme and it’s absolutely socialist in nature.”
What have our contemporary artists been giving us? For the most part, they’ve given us objects and empty forms – golden calves and diamond skulls.
This is a fundamental point. Underlying any viable aesthetic movement is a broader philosophy, a loosely unifying worldview that connects the artists working within it. In the aftermath of WWI, Mondrian and the modernists weren’t just painting blocks of primary color, they were retreating from a physical world that had ceased to make sense into a realm of pure abstraction. They were pursuing the development of a universal language through which to express fundamental truths. And when the “war to end all wars” was succeeded by another, the abstract expressionists retreated even further from the external world, turning inward to search the collective unconscious for some sense of existential certitude.
What have our contemporary artists been giving us? For the most part, they’ve given us objects and empty forms – golden calves and diamond skulls. It’s the economic substructure of art – the underlying network of critics, curators, collectors and tenured academics – that has been imbuing our art with its meaning … and value.
Like everything else in our crumbling financial reality, the art we have lauded as the best of our age has been exposed for what it is – a number on a page that doesn’t represent any real wealth, an object on a pedestal that doesn’t represent any real meaning.
We can’t explore the possibility of developing a new aesthetic until we answer the question of what, if anything, will be the unifying philosophy of our age. If, as Plambeck has suggested, we are destined to be a culture that measures success through a tally of Facebook friends and blog hits, then we have no impetus to collectively tap an undercurrent of meaning and truth. We will be content to live in a world of appearances, virtual successes and hollow forms.
But then again, maybe that’s a bit too pessimistic. Celebrated writer and critic Dave Hickey sees things differently. He has stood as a sentinel in the art world for decades and offers a sage observation on its rise and fall: “Good artists will make love among the ruins” he vows. “Good art will always take us by surprise.”
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Hey everyone,
Here is our featured artist for the week. Adam Whitehouse is a photographer from Charleston, SC. Below is a little interview we were able to feature. Give him some feedback and comment on his work.
Remember to submit your artwork to the Weekly Walrus as it runs on our site for a week.
-Paula Walrus

Paula Walrus: Age? Location?
Adam Whitehouse: 23.Charleston, SC
PW: Inform us a little about your work.
AW: Well the medium is obvioulsly photographic imaging. Im a very visual person, and get sucked into the details of whatever my surroundings are. I just try to show people how I view the world, through my photos.
PW: Do you have any influences?
AW:One of my biggest influences I’ve had so far is Mikayla Mackaness, a teacher of mine from school, an amazing human being. She taught me the importance of creating and finding meaning in your work. Good ol’ Mother Nature is defintely one. Life in general…some crazy shit happens in this world. Every situation and moment bring out emotions that change your view on this whole experience.

PW:Describe your process?
AW:I just try to have my camera on me as much as possibe..you never know what you might see. Then they all just get put on my computer, and if they make it through post production and I still like it, then ill use it.
PW: Whats a typical weekend like in Charleston?
AW:Since the recent breaking of the arm and being out of work, its like every day is the weekend. Hangin out with friends..hittin up the beach, just exploring as much as possible without the limitation of money getting in my way. More exploring equals more photographs.
PW: If you had to give up one thing for the rest of your life what would it be?
That’s a tough question.. I’d give up money. Im all about livin’ off the land.
PW: Best and worst thing about living in Charleston?
AW: The best thing is that my family and friends are so close. The worst thing is that I want to be going to soo many other places right now. There’s a lot of shit to see in this world, Im ready to start seeing as much of it as possible.

PW: How would you describe the art scene in charleston? Is it progressing in a cool direction?
AW:Yeah it is actually. There are a few non profit organizations, like the Redux Contemporary Art Center and Take it to the Streets Ministry. Redux is a gallery, studio and education center, offering classes to the pubic in pretty much any medium.. and always showcasing some pretty unique and talented artists. Take it to the Streets has held art auctions and concerts, which bring in a lot of work from local artists. And all proceeds go to help those suffering in poverty, so thats cool.

PW: Music? What are you currently listening to?
AW:I’ve been listening to a lot of indie/progressive rock stuff lately…Mars Volta, Circa Survive, TV on the Radio, Interpol. Some good hiphop is always good, like J5 and Aesop Rock.
PW:What yould you like to see from Paula Walrus?
AW:I think Paula Walrus is awesome. I think showcasing different artists is definitely beneficial.. inspiration comes from all over. I see the Walrus becoming a conventional networking soure
To see more of Adam’s work follow the link!
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Paula Walrus Fans, The summer is here and things are starting to get a bit hetic for everyone i know. Lets keep the site as up to date as possiable. We are currently looking for writers who will submit articles and cool info they find around the internet 1 to twice a week.
Comment or send a message to whoispaulawalrus@gmail.com
Thanks,
Paula Walrus