I was in a gallery years ago trying to market my work. They had a piece on display that made me decide to turn and leave as quickly as possible.
It was an old, stained, partially smashed toilet, most likely salvaged from a condemned building, with magenta paint splashed in the bowl and an old black sneaker— a Chuck Taylor Converse hightop, if I’m not mistaken— lying on it’s side on the top of the toilet tank. It was titled “Requiem 33”.
It’s not just the stuff, but the way it’s arranged!
I’ve got quite a few books & even DVD’s that have been mentioned in this thread. But they are not artfully arranged in a minimalist setting stripped of anything plebian.
Bonus points for a Fine Arts degree from some place like Berklee School of Music and older than you are. A friend of the family’s, gauche, but your mother wanted you to keep it up.
Also, the scrapbook full of thank you letters from obscure charities and, ideally, some scrawled out by homeless men on the backs of their cardboard signs. We must do our best to help others, you know.
Lastly, you must always insist that you live the way you do because you aren’t comfortable with a mere facade to impress others, you just want to be able to relax in your home. Be a tinge embarrassed both that anyone would think you pretentious, and that you are so vulgar as to live the way you choose, without thinking about how others would precieve your dwelling.
See, I don’t just have Asterix and Tintin in French… I have VINTAGE 1960s editions of Asterix and Tintin in French. Plus a couple of Jo et Zette books for good measure, also in French.
Besides the Asterix and Tintin, the rest of the bookshelves are crammed full of design-related books, vintage cookbooks, back issues of Gourmet from the 1970s and some esoteric magazines about art, design and CG effects. Plus several very expensive Phaeton Press coffee table books sitting atop our sleek modern Ikea coffee table.
Which brings us to the living room, which is furnished with several pieces of mid-century modern so-ugly-its-awesome-again furniture in the living and dining rooms (Exhibit A:The Ugly Orange Chair). We’ve paired them with an ironic shag run for maximum effect.
I guess we won’t even mention the sizeable of art painted by various friends or purchased from local artists or brought home from trips abroad. Or the photos of us in various awesome hipster-approved places like Barcelona and NYC.
Oh, and I have very expensive organic cocoa powder in the pantry, a panini maker and an espresso machine on the counter, and a Le Creuset on the stovetop.
I’ma go take a shower now. I feel so very dirty.
(Apparently, all it takes to be a pretentious twat is to live with someone who graduated from art school and be a bilingual 30-something with a crafty/foodie bent… go figure)
On the same subject…is it more pretentious to have a big, ostentatious Mac/Pro-Apple setup; or have a big ostentatious PC setup and proclaim to anyone how Macs are overpriced consumer trash?
Anyways…um, how about a full-sized print of Guernica on one wall, preferably overlooking a dining area?
As someone clarified upthread, it’s only pretentious to have Asterix or Tintin books in French if you can’t speak French.
However, Asterix books in Latin are always pretentious, even if you can speak fluent Latin.
Remember, the key concept behind “Pretentious” is “Pretence”. It doesn’t work if you actually, genuinely believe the nonsense (nonsense is a key concept here) you’re spouting (people in that category are generally classified as “wankers” ;)) Also, you have to want people to see whatever it is that’s alleged to be Pretentious.
Thus, Tintin books in French on your bookshelf with your other books, and you speak French= Not Pretentious.
Tintin books in French deliberately left on your coffee table or other prominent location where they’ll be seen as soon as anyone walks through the door, and you can’t speak French= Pretentious.
Miss Manners said it’s in poor taste to display any photos of you, or a relative, with a celebrity, but I imagine that’s not a common problem unless you photoshop yourself into something.:dubious: My pretentious uncle had a jar of sand with a shell which he claimed he brought back from the Seychelles. Captiva Island in Florida is more likely, but I can’t prove it.
Yep. In fact, those are the exact words that flew out of my mouth when I spotted that chair for the first time. Aside from being stupendously ugly and awesome, it’s also very comfy.
(also, the fact that the cat more or less matches the living room decor is entirely accidental, and not additional proof of our pretentious hipsterishness… honest)
Actually, I’m not sure that’s quite right. The root here is not ‘pretend’ as in ‘deceive / imagine / make believe’ but as in ‘make a claim to’. A pretentious statement may or may not involve deception, delusion and fantasy; but it will always involve staking a claim to something such as status, prestige, fame, merit, talent and so on.
The Pretender to the throne is making a claim that he is entitled to it. This may or may not turn out to be true. Even if it isn’t true, then he may or may not have sincerely held the belief. But he is a Pretender nonetheless.
At least, that’s how I’ve always understood how ‘pretentious’ is used on this side of the pond. YDMVAICBW.
Fine hand-knotted ones? Yes. Good-quality machine-made rugs with lovely Oriental patterns? No.
Also, you could look at antique Oriental rugs. They’re often cheap, but that’s usually because they’re worn. But that can be a good look in and of itself.