Russian artist Rinat Shingareev‘s Facebook page proudly proclaims he’s the “best artist alive.” I know, I know, you’ve heard that before. Rinat may or may not be the best, especially when legends like Ron English, Banksy and Kehinde Wiley are still well, alive and very productive. But the 25-year old artist, is on to something very extraordinary.

I don’t like Football. I, like the other 3 million extra people tuned into to the Super Bowl just for the halftime show. And to see Madonna. On the eve of her 12th album, if you study numerology you’d understand that significance, and her re-entry into American Pop Culture, this was her magnum opus on stilettos and gold. But the response was anything but celebratory.
Oh that Madge… I can’t help it, I’ve got the biggest Cheshire grin plasted above my chin right now…
“Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everybody I’ve ever known.”
– Chuck Palahniuk from “Invisible Monsters”
Seventeen of 2012′s Highly Anticipated Albums to look forward to.

In response to our recent article entitled “Four Reasons Why It’s a Bad Idea to Date an Artist,” here are four reasons why It’s a good idea to date an artist.
TrapperKeeper: Substantive Within its Style, ‘Confessions on a Dancefloor’ is Forever Cosmic Vintage
In 2005, Madonna dropped the world like a discoball. She created one of the decade’s best albums as she had created her entire career: by producing a self-context so great that it becomes the world’s Pop conscience. If “the main problem with 2008′s Hard Candy was that Madonna seemingly didn’t care,” and “with American Life she cared too much, to the point where it came across pushy and self-important,” 2005′s Confessions on a Dance Floor was the perfect medium where she cared-enough-to-count. Madonna’s greatest strength is her narcissism. She is Pop, and Confessions is nothing short of a brilliant response to Madonna’s answer to her own morning inquiry: “Mirrors, mirrors on the ball: whose four minutes saves them all?”
When the tabloids went to town, Andy Warhol followed. The late pop artist who has been described as an artistic voyeur was of course a noted news junkie. You can keep your books of Job and David, The New York Post was Andy’s Bible. Warhol: Headlines, a new exhibit running at The National Gallery of Art focuses on Warhol’s so-called Headline paintings.
Sex, Money, and Youth; Wouldn’t it be oh-so-great to have them all?













