A visual journal? Yeah right. And I'm Woody Guthrie!
A visual journal? Yeah right. And I'm Woody Guthrie!
The Gagosian described the show as being a "visual journal of [Dylan's] travels in Japan, China, Vietnam, and Korea", with "first-hand depictions of people, street scenes, architecture and landscape".
Yeah right. Dylan was always a fraud. A privileged boy who never engaged with the social movements he sang of other than plundering and appropriating their symbols and traditions.
Whether taking a principled public position over the civil rights movement or the Vietnam war, he talked the talk, (or sang the song), but never walked the walk. A habit attested to quite a number of times in interview by Joan Baez, who should know, being his ex girlfriend.
Mind you, a series of paintings showing the insides of luxury hotels, and brief scenes glimpsed from the window of chauffeur driven limousine as he is whisked between international airport, luxury hotel, gig venue and then back to airport, (which I suspect is more his level of engagement with the cultures he purports to paint), would not do much for the the credibility of the self serving myth of the hobo folk singer and spiritual heir to Woody Guthrie he has so carefully cultivated since the sixties.
As Frank Zappa, (an artist with more originality in his big toe than Dylan had in his entire body), sang as early as 1966 in his song Mo' Trouble Ev'ry Day from the album 'Freak Out':
"Gonna watch the rats go across the floor
And make up songs about being poor,
Blow your harmonica, son!"
He had Dylan sussed even then.
I look forward to the howls of protest from the Dylan acolytes and fanatics, in who's eyes he is incapable of doing any wrong. I've met enough of them to know.
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