Jan Abt is a New York based sculptor. Currently most of his work concerns itself with abstract figuration. Some work is also non-figurative but still has organic or aquatic references.
In May of 2011 he completed his Masters of Fine Arts program at the New York Studio School of Drawing, Painting and Sculpture. He is currently working out of his studio in Long Island City, Queens, NY.
Jan describes his work by saying, “The more time I spend making sculpture, the more meaningful dialogues I hope to enter into with the works of past artists that speak to me. Over time I have discovered a special affinity for Aristide Maillol, Hans Arp, Henri Matisse, Henri Laurens, Marino Marini, Pablo Picasso, early Henry Moore, Gaston Lachaise and Alberto Giacometti. I would think of my work as more of an unconscious response to the immediate experience of working from life then pushing any one idea deliberately. When making sculpture I think there are external-perceptual and internal-psychological mechanisms at work and ideally they complement one another and result in a personalized “look and feel”! On the external-perceptual plane the model first and foremost provides me with a physical structure to work with, its orientation in space, gravity, etc. This external part takes care of the look aspect. I hope my work can generate enough of an experience so that a viewer can empathize with it and thus become an active participant versus passive observer.”
id much rather hear ol scoots opinion on that video in vaughns rape thread than hear about ol ovens dead pal that died from aids he got from an african prostitute
I watched that miserable video but didn't really find the story compelling until the nauseating corruption in that small town. Omg. It's like horrifying except it's only the norm across the entire world. Humans are so corrupted it's unbelievable. They have these tiny one-track minds - they're all sociopaths. "Me and MINE, the rest of the world exists only to suffer to please me".
No one is happy doing this, mind. They're just too vile to be capable of thinking in terms of mutual advantage. No one knows how to have fun; they just spend all their time trying to make others miserable. That's their idea of fun. "The Rape Crew". These are boys that have been blessed in every conceivable way, considering how ugly and stupid they are. They're under sick amounts of pressure but they want it, they buy into it, they just don't know how to capitalise from it so they end up raping girls who dump them because no one is sane enough to consider improving themselves when they Already Know All of Knowledge. Why would they bother fixing whatever was wrong when they can just rape someone for having the temerity to decline their un-reciprocated hard-ons?
The emotional insanity and the universal absence of Self in this miserable story is hilariously conspicuous. It's almost too pathetic to ridicule. "Nobody dumps [insert already forgotten worthless name here]. Nobody does that to ME!" She didn't do anything? She just said No. Meh, enjoy prison rape, you fucking baboons. I know what you're thinking, they'll probably get off; and I suppose you think that's unfair? They're so lucky how they get to do all the raping and don't have to pay the fine or do the time. NO FAIR. We should all get to rape if some of us get to rape!
But they already get off all the time. No matter what country in the world you live in, they're all doing the same thing (generating suffering and getting out of gaol FREE!). The heir to the Red Bull fortune runs over a traffic cop and drags his motorcycle / dead body all the way back to his mansion in his Ferrari where the cops happily arrest a patsy who claims he was spinning around in his master's sports car, killing humans and that. All fun and games. Who wouldn't do that, if we could only get away with it.
Sigh. Some people have all the luck.
The Thai Deputy PM's son shot what I assume was an honest cop execution style in a nightclub in front of hundreds of people. Never went to jail. He's clearly living it large because I know whenever I'm feeling good, I get emotionally enraged enough to kill cops execution style for disrespecting my daddy's name, i.e. ME. That's happiness for me, I don't know what does it for you. But these guys were "The Rape Crew" meaning they rape all the time and they're STILL not happy! They've got it all! 00 License to Rape.
And they're still not happy. It's amazing.
It's amazing that the press coverage so brazenly presents it as if they're somehow winning being emotionally damaged enough and fragile enough to start raping when a girl says she wants to play with someone else. No one is winning. No one has the first clue how to win. That Sheriff thinks he's winning but his life would be miserable. He'd be mixed up in so many miserable and stressful power games and shaming public embarrassments like the one he's now (on a smaller scale). He would wonder so often why he even bothers. Imagine the screaming coming down the phone demanding he do the right thing by mothers of sons who've done something to the son or daughter of another mother who's screaming down the other line demanding he do the right thing by them. Juggling all the "doing the right things" whilst juggling all the leveraging of those who are aware of his involvement in the pyramid scheme of disorganised corruption and crime cuddling up next to law enforcement all the way up to the Top, where Obama has to play the Executive Privilege card to protect a guy who's lying as part of his job description as junior level manager of Slave Justice. They're all working for guys who tell Presidents what to do and how to do it and when to do it and, one wonders if they ever spend much time on Why they do it.
The hard work, I mean. And they're all working so hard.
Power doesn't like to explain. Power is powerful for the reason that it doesn't want to explain. It just wants and it doesn't want anyone saying No so it just rolls over the top of anyone in the way, but it's not that easy being so alone. The desire should scream "damaged Toddler" in your mind, though. If it doesn't, your mind is fucking broken.
Who would ever want another human to do something they patently do not want to do?
Who would ever want shortcuts or preferential treatment or Special singling out or unfair 'advantage' over a superior competitor or applicant or romantic attraction?
Who would ever want to hurt the interests of those they're interested in?
Who would ever be so stupid that they could imagine optimality lies in being the house nigger who assists Master with his exploitation of the other (but lower ranked! and less favoured!) slaves? You can free these niggers and they'll all return home to exploit and be exploited by the same old small town stories. Humans do this. You set them free and they run back to slavery trying to be a nigger, fighting other niggers to be the HNIC.
I'm talking to my Self now because you're all mostly too dull to be literate and/or the victim of aggravating ADHD (not a coincidence; your short attention spans are in the perceived interests of those who conditioned you to be miserably demanding) but the conflict in this world is M.A.D. You all choose conflict even when it comes at a grave price when compared to alternative options. The fact that it's conflict is why it's considered the attractive option. It's unbelievable. So much anger in so many for so little reason; almost all imagined and that means imagined for you by those who imaged you with their filthy image of malice and deceit and suffering and shrewd imagining that they alone knew the tricks of the unsustainable (leeching) game.
I don't know whether I even care or not about that tiny bum-fuck town and it's inbred misery. They're not winning. Anyone who thinks they were winning should keep watching that video. That's a lot of fun. Maybe you should Tweet about how much fun you're having. Because when people are happy, the first thing they think is how they need to tell everyone about how much fun they're having cause lol, the others aren't in on the fun. That's not fun.
That's serious mental illness. Hardcore slavery and guaranteed misery. That's emotional bling akin to flashing a replica Rolex and getting stabbed for your $10 watch. That's a lot of things but it's not winning. It's not happiness. It's not punishable.
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