reek > exhibitions > refine the shape: admissions from the chaos theatre > throw me like clay
Video installation | 2017 | 09 min loop | photographed + edited by John Ledbetter | music by Choncey Langford | produced by John Ledbetter + April Day | additional manipulated footage from The Girls on F Street
In 1970 an artist sanctuary-of-sorts hidden under Hollywood’s oldest gym to the stars closed its doors for good. After forty-five years and a set of fortunate meta-circumstances, DVNTV producers John Ledbetter and April Day are ushered in through a steel door and down a rickety set of wooden stairs into the primordial studio/fuckpad, abandoned like a counterculture village left to peel in the damp basement air. It is exactly here, from this subterranean sculpting studio, from this Beverly Blvd. lair that the soon-to-be hippie king, Vito Paulekas, would operate his epicenter for Freaks, spewing a healthy supply of painted-up dancers and sculptors out onto the Sunset strip to thrash their smelly food-sacks right into high-culture hotbeds like Canter’s Deli and The Troubadour for a little late nite dance-a-thon/love romp.
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REEK is as exclusive as the day is long and absolutely loves it and intends on keeping it just exactly that way for ever and ever & ever. Today’s marginalized art market is awash in a we-are-all-creatives! false positive mediocrity so here we find ourselves with the pointed obligation to disrupt the further exchange or sale of boring, stale and obligatory… little a … small r… tiny t…
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