By the mid-nineties, companies like Nike, Polo and
Tommy Hilfiger were ready to take branding to the next level: no longer simply branding
their own products, but branding the outside culture as well
Artists will always make art by reconfiguring our shared cultural languages and
references, but as those shared experiences shift from firsthand to mediated, and the
most powerful political forces in our society are as likely to be multinational corporations
as politicians, a new set of issues emerges that once again raises serious questions about
out-of-date definitions of freedom of expression in a branded culture.
when Philip Morrisowned
Altoids mints decided in January 1999 that it wanted to get into the game, it cut out
the middleman. Rather than sponsoring an existing show, the company spent $250,000 to
buy works by twenty emerging artists and launch its own Curiously Strong Collection, a
travelling art exhibition that plays on the Altoids marketing slogan, "Curiously strong
mints." Chris Peddy, Altoids brand manager, said, "We decided to take it to the next level."
Chesney considered himself a distant relative of the graffiti kids — though
less a cousin than a rich uncle. The way he saw it, as a commercial artist and billboard
salesman he was also a creature of the streets, because even if he was painting for
corporate clients, he, like the graffiti artists, left his mark on walls
The campaign
was in the cookie-cutter co-optation formula: take a cool artist, associate that mystique
with your brand, hope it wears off and makes you cool too. It sparked the usual debates
about the mass marketing of rebellion
For their part, many artists now treat companies like the Gap less as deep-pocketed
pariahs trying to feed off their cachet than as just another medium they can exploit in order
to promote their own brands
Rather than
softening its image, Mike's feminist-themed ads and antiracist slogans have only served to
enrage women's groups and civil-rights leaders, who insist that a company that got rich off
the backs of young women in the Third World has no business using the ideals of
feminism and racial equality to sell more shoes.
It is not Art for Art's Sake as much as Art for Ad's Sake. In
the public's eye, art is yanked from its own separate and theoretically autonomous domain
and squarely placed in the commercial.... Every time the commercial intrudes on the
cultural, the integrity of the public sphere is weakened because of the obvious
encroachment of corporate promotion.- Matthew McAllister
the creeping corporate
capitalism of our cosmic counter-culture"' and where the organizers regularly confiscate
bottled water that has not been purchased on the premises, despite the fact that the
number-one cause of death at raves is dehydration.
In our final year of high school, my best friend, Lan Ying, and I passed the time with morbid discussions about the meaninglessness of life when everything had already been done. The world stretched out before us not as a slate of possibility, but as a maze of wellworn grooves like the ridges burrowed by insects in hardwood. Step off the straight and narrow career-and-materialism groove and you just end up on another one — the groove for people who step off the main groove. And that groove was worn indeed (some of the grooving done by our own parents). Want to go travelling? Be a modern-day Kerouac? Hop on the Let's Go Europe groove. How about a rebel? An avant-garde artist? Go buy your alterna-groove at the second-hand bookstore, dusty and moth-eaten and done to death. Everywhere we imagined ourselves standing turned into a cliché beneath our feet
In our final year of high school, my best friend, Lan Ying, and I passed the time with morbid discussions about the meaninglessness of life when everything had already been done. The world stretched out before us not as a slate of possibility, but as a maze of wellworn grooves like the ridges burrowed by insects in hardwood. Step off the straight and narrow career-and-materialism groove and you just end up on another one — the groove for people who step off the main groove. And that groove was worn indeed (some of the grooving done by our own parents). Want to go travelling? Be a modern-day Kerouac? Hop on the Let's Go Europe groove. How about a rebel? An avant-garde artist? Go buy your alterna-groove at the second-hand bookstore, dusty and moth-eaten and done to death. Everywhere we imagined ourselves standing turned into a cliché beneath our feet
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