Culture, politics, and verdicts of taste curated by a half-conscious distraction against dissertation reading and writing.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
"What is your definition of art?"
Stolen from Hennessey Youngman:
Art is the druid's circle. It's the holy of holies, it's the cave on Degobah. It's the heirophant's lessons that no one really cares about. It's Osiris being cut into shreds and his son's quest to reassemble him. It's the garbage can that Mookie threw through the window of Sal's pizzeria. It's suffering and sacrifice for no reward, its being 6 deep in a tiny club bathroom in order to conduct business. It's accepting new questions and being okay with finding no answers. It's severed relationships, relationships of convenience because at the end of the day another body feels good in bed and who doesn't want to fuck? Art is disappointing your family yet being respected by strangers. It's distrusting the past, yet constantly consulting it like the Oracle at Delphi. Art is Revolution and Revolution's co-opting by Power, it's adventure, just because, it's the banal, it's the profane, it's the high, it's the low, it's the expensive, it's the cheap, it's breakthrough and stagnation, it's mystic truth and a New York Post Headline. Art is a lot of shit.
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