With so many things to run from, but not so many places to run to, Spike is getting the hell out of here. The desire to get away from it all pervades every aspect of our lives. more
Artists are leaving art capitals and even fleeing the art world entirely, just to find themselves right back where they started. We’re being grabbed by the claws of the art market and crashing into the limits of artistic autonomy. We need a way out. Outside of the confines of the art world, too, there’s much we want to evade, like death, depression, taxes, and our own success. But where does escape end and escapism begin? Could we think of escape as a battle cry, a rejection of terms, and a mode of non-compliance?