James Franco’s Solo Art Show “The Dangerous Book Four Boys”

25 Jun

James Franco‘s solo art show titled “The Dangerous Book Four Boys” incorporates sculpture, photography, drawing, film and video all of which centers on ideas of boyhood and the sexual awakening of the early teenage years.

The exhibit is at the Clocktower Gallery in New York (the PS1-affiliated space) and has been described by the Wall Street Journal as “sort of creative schizophrenia”. The show includes a video of Franco wearing a prosthetic penis on his nose and another display with said prosthetic under glass.

From the looks of these preview photos, the Journal described it perfectly. It reminds me of Dadaism to the extreme.

Looks like the work of a serial killer if you ask me. Creepy and chaotic. What do you think?


3 Responses to James Franco’s Solo Art Show “The Dangerous Book Four Boys”


M Green

June 25th, 2010 at 2:45 pm

i’ve been fascinated by him for a while; he’s kinda young to find such subtext and little moments. seems like i read he had some radical behavior as a kid and acting helped calm him. i think he must be pretty sensitive and easily susceptible, the kind of person who can get pretty messed up by life. he doesn’t smoke weed but p. express was great. at about his age now, i think sensitive people love and hate that about themselves and want to know why they are so easily moved so they look to their childhoods to figure out what happened. maybe? the art work is trash, though.



June 25th, 2010 at 4:07 pm

Can’t tell too much from these photos, but to talk artistically about them…it’s as if your looking in on chaotic thoughts of childhood memories (as you stated)…but in reality what makes it art? The trash thrown around seems like it was taken out of an episode of “Hoarders”.


M Green

December 22nd, 2011 at 11:04 pm

it’s been a year and a half since this post. Amazing how much time/experience changes things, and then not at all. i see the red and blue hearts on the page and then the rest is just what buries the hearts. i don’t think i saw the hearts when we were first here. or was it that i didn’t really see the life around it? what makes it art? it reflects my own sadness with life and love and connects me with others b/c seeing him i don’t feel so alone. the little points of color and whimsy come through nostalgic and claimed – i am here. see this, see me in all this. i’m always right here despite the question of whether or not i should be – up yours for thinking otherwise – childhood and the progression of age and the nature/tendency of time to look backward and see ruin rather than beauty. i think it’s about inner beauty (a hard love but always one struggle)

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