Artist Mungo Thompson and curator Matthew Higgs
In recent months I have discovered an unhealthy attraction to intellectual men with a wry sense of humour and a slacker dude aesthetic. You may recognize them based upon their attire, reminiscent of teenage boys or first-year art students. They are self-deprecating and ironic. They wear worn out sneakers, ill-fitting jeans, and hoodies or heavy knits. Many have glasses. It is likely they had a stint as a skater or moonlighted with an underground punk scene in their respective blue-collar cities. They exude a certain anti-celebrity humbleness, and on occasion act as bored curmudgeons at lavish social events. Despite being well-known in their respective careers, they likely have allergies to cauliflower or pine nuts, and an affinity for dark beers in seedy pubs in every city they travel to. They may have complexes about being nerds in high school but it makes them more sarcastic and charming.
Totally hot, right?
Zach Galifinakis and weird doll