poor little rich kids

January 10, 2007

this week’s new york magazine has a cover article written by the usually intelligent ariel levy, entitled ‘chasing dash snow.’ the wasted words come together to tell about the renewal of ‘downtown cool,’ through the eyes of three ‘artists’ that you could go through life just as easily not knowing.

on first glance at the cover i mentioned to a friend that they were for sure all rich (from inheritance) kids and a few paragraphs into the story my suspicions were confirmed. in addition to being dressed in extremely expensive designer clothing and living in lofts along the oh-so-edgy-sleep-with-one-eye-open bowery, (with dangerous neighbors like my friend dan the i-banker and jamie the heiress) they are all rich. levy, the coming off more like a sycophant or person with some incentive to write such a fluff piece to increase the value of the trust funder’s ‘art’ bolded out the following section:

“rebelling against your famous art family by becoming a famous artist is a pretty interesting way to rebel.

is is really? that sentence should be the reason that dash snow (the main rich kid the article focuses on) should be written off with the likes of paris hilton, steve aoki, and any other rich kid who confuses their family’s pre-established wealth with any correlation to their artistic talent. so dash snow goes to jail, his family bails him out. so he gets sick or goes hungry his family will eventually use their connections to get him a high paying job. it is easy to live dangerously when you have a safety net the size of the world guaranteeing that everything will be ok.

what is really sad about the article is that levy could have really worked hard to find an actual struggling artist, i mean there have to be some left in the city. this means one that wasn’t fantastic looking – incidentally all three of the ‘artists’ mentioned in the article come off looking like models, and one that didn’t have every fucking advantage in the world going for him. it would be interesting to see a bank history of transactions between dash snow and his family which according to the article runs the art world. maybe if i was from a wealthy art family and great looking – i could rip up the article, urinate on it, and then give it to ariel levy to write about as art when it came time for the ‘downtown cool/art’ article for 2008.


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