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24 Aug 2010

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Scott Bourne X Antiz Deck

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Scott Bourne is something of a skate enigma… someone who is equally deft at expressing himself with a pen as he is a piece of ply. He has a new limited edition deck out with French brand ANTIZ which was inspired by a curious night spent at a Jeff Koons exhibition in Versailles. The board comes with a mini mag tucked under the shrink wrap that tells the tale of that fateful night. Never short of a choice word or two, Bourne asked us to print the article that inspired the graphic in full below... read on!

(A word for the wise: Scott Bourne also took a moment to chat with us about his past Puma Clyde colab for a super limited publication we’ve been working on with Puma. Keep an eye out for this Asian exclusive in the very near future…)

Through the years people have often asked me about my board graphics, and where the ideas for them have come from. I always assumed that every pro came up with his/her own graphic. Reaching California some years ago, I sadly found out that this was not the case at all. However I did decide that as long as my name was on a board, it would have to represent me, one of my ideas, or simply something that I enjoyed in life. This particular graphic was illustrated by Todd Bratrud and is the out come of a trip I took to Versaille in February of 2009 to see a Jeff Koons exhibition. I had written a short entry in my journal about the exhibition and later turned it into article published in issue 12 of SOMA Magazine. This board graphic is actually the illustrated spawn of that piece of writing which is included here in.

Koons Kong

In a cool November evening my girlfriend and I boarded a train and began the short journey from our Paris flat to the Chateau Versailles. She had finally succeeded in getting me to go see the much talked about Jeff Koons exhibition. Although I have never been a fan of his “work” I was however very interested to see the castle at night and to walk through it with Caroline. Little did I know at the time that my opinion of Koons as an artist would soon take on an envy as large as his pieces.

Upon arriving in Versailles, there is a short walk from the station to the castle. This journey in itself is a fabulous walk for any American whether he be a tourist or veteran traveler. The old French town is a walking talking piece of history that one needs no knowledge of to enjoy. Large trees lining the boulevards and quaint country taverns filled with locals and tourist alike. With the cool winter air rushing into ones lungs and the warm hand of a woman one loves.... the experience becomes quite dreamlike.

Coming down the well marked boulevard that leads to the castle one sees the sky illuminated by the lights of the chateau. A glow looming over the grounds that gives off a radiance of biblical proportions. With cobbled stone beneath ones steps it is not hard to feel as if one has just reached the end of a long pilgrimage. Golden fences burst from the ancient street, their tops ornamented with symbols of royalty. The courtyard is sculpted on all sides by enormous rock architecture, large columns reaching up beneath them. To the right we see the castles cathedral encrusted in religious figures. Stained glass, a pointed roof, carved pillars and medieval gargoyles, which are all typical of the early 1700’s. Just to the left of it, in the main courtyard, we see where the French have constructed a modern entrance for the Koons exhibit, of which looks much like Christo and Jeane-Claude’s “Gates Project”, Caroline and I are somewhat amused to see this shape and form for no other reason that it appears completely out of context given the circumstance. This will be the thesis of our evening at hand.

In the interior courtyard where we enter the exhibition, we see a large flower balloon that has been made famous long before our eyes are made to see it. As I look at it I cannot help but scan the area for the giant clown that has tied it. I imagine him stepping over the palace walls, snatching up Caroline and crawling to the top of the cathedral in a modern performance piece entitle Koons Kong. Once we are safe inside the palace it is certain that a giant clown has been on the premises for someone has converted the castle itself into a circus tent, and sculpted several fun house mirrors to go in it. Staring into a large chrome puppy dog one sees himself in the distorted eye of art.  The world around comes crashing into the image in an unsettling contrast of new and old. Is this the mirror that America is holding up to the world?

I believe that both Caroline as well as myself was immediately disappointed in the artistic value of what we saw. Neither one of us expected anything too wonderful from Koons but to see his prefabricated American art, constructed of plastic and metal forms, stolen from everyday objects, cast, enlarged and then dropped down in the center of this incredible castle encrusted with some of the most beautiful chambers in the world, was plain and simply criminal!  As I thought these thoughts, in the same halls, once walked by Marie Antoinette, I also thought: what an accomplishment for the artist. I imagined the laughter he must of let out when he was finally done with the installation, left the premises, and locked safe, and sound behind the key of his hotel suite. It is certain to have been most fantastic laugh of modern artistry!

A crustacean has fallen from the high wire and hung himself on a safety cable!!! A large plastic lobster hangs from the ceiling on a red plastic chain. It is nothing more than a $10 rubber raft, a blow up toy with no hole of joy, but Koons has definitely used it to fuck the world. Just behind the plastic lobster is one of the most fabulous paintings anyone has ever admired. Gold framed, hand made, beautiful works of art rise to the ceiling on all sides. The castle itself is a living piece of art. Its marble walls and hard wood floors, gold encrusted angels hang from the ceiling, crystal chandeliers in every room. I imagine what the palace looked like long before plastic, when it was lit by candlestick and the halls walked by a princess. A bedpan shat upon by Marie Antoinette and then tossed out with the garbage.... which is exactly what I think should be done with the work of Jeff Koons! And I laugh to think what the critics have written about his brilliance and if Versailles has a hole big enough to burry his shit? Maybe he could use some of that porcelain to construct a giant toilet. In the garden we find a large toy horse head, trimmed from a bush, I imagine someone has buried the rest, or simply that the Kong Clown has beheaded it.

And yet I admire the man that has mastered a CON of this size and given my girl and I a wonderful night at Versailles. Then when I imagine all those that have seen this with seriousness, I am over come with sadness.  For they do not know...they’ve been taken by a CONartist! Yet I shall never walk these halls again without giving homage to quite possibly the greatest CON of our century. From “let them eat cake” to giant balloons to go with it, the Flim-Flam Man to Catch Me If You Can, it appears as if Koons remains uncaught!

February 4th, 2009, Paris

Works of art in Versailles:

6,000 paintings
1,500 drawings
15,000 engravings
2,100 sculptures
5,000 items of furniture and objets d'art
Jeff Koons not included!!!

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