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Like Dubuffet run through Joyce Pensato, the scabrous is given countenance in style, a meaty thing to be toyed with, drawn on. Artists have such a strange relation to the face, to our lumpen forms. A middle fingers raised rebellion to it. No matter what gratuitous things they do it, whatever fingers clawed through it, we recognize it. Perhaps reason to hate it, through the violence it remains, you can get a smile.
See too: Chelsea Culprit at Yautepec, The violence against faces. Geumhyung Jeong at KLEMM’S