Michael, you are the annoying little brother I never had….nor wanted.
I say that in love. Agape/emergent/Christian/Get-outta-my-room-or-I’m-telling-mom love.
Thanks Cerise. (She said whilst giving Mikey the evil-eye.) Did you watch any of the installation videos? They will definitely give you pause….to wonder if you should be impressed or eternally rolling your eyes and skedaddling it to the Met instead of the Moma!
I did - I watched all four. I thought they were all fascinating, and went further ideologically than I generally go whilst contemplating art. It’s interesting to me how much weight meaning adds to an artistic conversation. I think these pieces are meaningful more to the people who either created the format or who execute the work than the onlooker. Unless the onlooker is WAY deeper than me, which is generally quite likely. But I enjoyed watching the artists at work and thought thinky thoughts, so I call this whole blog post a plus in my book. Besides…pretty colors!
I didn’t finish the last video, though, because the interviewer’s French made me all squirmy.
Oh, you should go back and watch Frenchie to the end…he has some classic commentary on his art at the very end. And, he borrows Giovani’s glasses in order to see his own work clearly.
No. Can’t. Not only is her grammar and pronunciation ear-splitting, she even makes those fakey European-sounding euhrs and ehms before she ransacks her working vocabulary. No. But thanks for the sum-up.
So Cerise dahling, what do you think a visual “euhr” or “ehm” would look like? Once you figure that out, you might consider buying a gross of brushes (all the same size, of course) and then filling walls with visual euhrs or ehms for the next 30 years and calling it art. The Moma might just canonize you.
Again, I likey the Moma, but yeah, nobody ever does want to ask where the King’s clothes are, do they?!
You’re right - there’s no other way anyone’s going to think I’m an artist, so I’ll have to do something eccentric and ground-breaking and convince everyone that I’m Serious About It. I think if I’m confident enough I might pull it off, but I’ll then end up hating my adoring audience BECAUSE I hoodwinked them all and it was just too easy.
Hey, that sounds like a lot of artists I already know.
I don’t see color, June, because I’m not a racist.
Huh. Pretty.
Michael, you are the annoying little brother I never had….nor wanted.
I say that in love. Agape/emergent/Christian/Get-outta-my-room-or-I’m-telling-mom love.
Thanks Cerise. (She said whilst giving Mikey the evil-eye.) Did you watch any of the installation videos? They will definitely give you pause….to wonder if you should be impressed or eternally rolling your eyes and skedaddling it to the Met instead of the Moma!
For the record, I heart the Moma.
Mostly.
I did - I watched all four. I thought they were all fascinating, and went further ideologically than I generally go whilst contemplating art. It’s interesting to me how much weight meaning adds to an artistic conversation. I think these pieces are meaningful more to the people who either created the format or who execute the work than the onlooker. Unless the onlooker is WAY deeper than me, which is generally quite likely. But I enjoyed watching the artists at work and thought thinky thoughts, so I call this whole blog post a plus in my book. Besides…pretty colors!
I didn’t finish the last video, though, because the interviewer’s French made me all squirmy.
Oh, you should go back and watch Frenchie to the end…he has some classic commentary on his art at the very end. And, he borrows Giovani’s glasses in order to see his own work clearly.
No. Can’t. Not only is her grammar and pronunciation ear-splitting, she even makes those fakey European-sounding euhrs and ehms before she ransacks her working vocabulary. No. But thanks for the sum-up.
So Cerise dahling, what do you think a visual “euhr” or “ehm” would look like? Once you figure that out, you might consider buying a gross of brushes (all the same size, of course) and then filling walls with visual euhrs or ehms for the next 30 years and calling it art. The Moma might just canonize you.
Again, I likey the Moma, but yeah, nobody ever does want to ask where the King’s clothes are, do they?!
You’re right - there’s no other way anyone’s going to think I’m an artist, so I’ll have to do something eccentric and ground-breaking and convince everyone that I’m Serious About It. I think if I’m confident enough I might pull it off, but I’ll then end up hating my adoring audience BECAUSE I hoodwinked them all and it was just too easy.
Hey, that sounds like a lot of artists I already know.