So provocative downtown NYC ‘artist’ Dash Snow has died from a heroin overdose.
My initial reaction is a mixture of further disdain for his entire schtick, and a bit of wonderment as to how he ended up the way he did, and in that vein (heh – no heroin pun intended), if there is anyway his life and work could be viewed, in hindsight, as important.
As it is, I don’t understand why he ever achieved any modicum of fame or success. Wait, fame I can see. People love to be shocked, they love the vulgar, the squalor, the self-destruction.
Being a suburban kid, without any real stake in the big apple, my first introduction to Snow came from New York Magazine a few years ago, when he and fellow ‘artists’ Dan Colen and Ryan McGinley appeared on the cover in a big article likening them to some sort of offspring of Warhol. I read every word and distinctly remember being bothered by it all. The glamorizing of drug use and anything you could imagine along with that territory. Being strung out when you take nude pictures of people isn’t art in my book. Or photos of people taking drugs. What makes any of these characters different from addicts hidden away, or even visible in other pockets of the world? Perhaps the fact that Snow was a member of an elite family was a large factor.
I could go on and on sounding like a conservative prude here (it’s quite a paradox, but I am a Gemini). I have my opinions about art, being the daughter of a very talented artist, and I have my opinions on people who waste their lives on drugs, being a person who, well, values life. Plain and simple.
With the recent passing of an icon with actual talent – Jackson – I have been sickened by the excess media coverage glorifying him, though he does deserve a large portion of the accolades. So I can’t help but wonder what kind of outpouring will follow this news of Snow’s passing (though it will definitely not be on such a large scale); how pathetic his admirers will sound when they exault him, for being such a ‘flawed’ and assuredly ‘deep’ individual.
The real tragedy here, much like in MJ’s case, lays with Snow’s daughter, Secret. Seriously that’s her name. Maybe this death will rouse the other wasters in Snow’s crowd to clean up their acts.