“All ideas grow out of other ideas.” ~Anish Kapoor
Daily Pic: One final look at the spot paintings of Damien Hirst, which have recently taken over all 11 galleries in the world-wide Gagosian chain. In tomorrow’s issue of Newsweek, I make the modest claim that Hirst’s polka-dot project represents the world and everything in it. Now it occurs to me that, like so much in that world, Hirst’s spot paintings are fractal: The principal behind them repeats at several levels of complexity, like a triangle made of smaller triangles that are themselves built from triangles. In this case, the randomness of the dots in any one picture, whose colors are always arbitrarily chosen, is the same randomness that governs the whole project, whose thousands of pictures can be any size and shape and can be built from dots of any size. Hirst’s spot paintings have a profound triviality, and a grim meaninglessness, whichever level you look at them from. The same could be said of the universe we live in. That makes Hirst its portraitist. (Photo by Matthew Lloyd/Getty Images)
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Shirin Neshat_I am Its Secret
Shirin Neshat_From the Women of Allah Series
Chris Martin_Sweet Dreams (2nd Pillow Painting)
Chris Martin_Bread Painting
Douglas Gordon I am also Hyde 1962-2011
I am also Hyde? Douglas, I think we will need to discuss this.


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Black Planet [for A.Z.]
Object Ghosts Series
1988
Oil paint on steel; Neoprene
110 x 110 x 72 inches/279 x 279 x 183 cm](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwblharFIv1qdxap4o1_500.jpg)

