Addiction?
I was trying to set my coffee cup in front of my webcam here and in the process I realized that I could see myself throught the handle of the cup. In a rare streak of artsy-fartsyness, I thought it was representative of a couple of things, 1) the addiction of coffee (don't worry sweets, I don't yet require it to become human in the morning, it just helps me keep my energy up when I miss breakfast), 2) me being trapped up in the IZ, 3) the possibility that this is just a cool picture and representative of nothing aside from being cool.
I hate it when people try to interpret things into "art". This is why:
Person 1 & 2 are looking at a 1 foot x 1 foot picture with a green background and a red dot in the middle, here is their conversation;
Person #1 - "I think the artist was trying to express his frusteration with his inability to achieve critical mass of his reds and greens."
Person #2 - "Perhaps the artist was trying to portray the daily struggles of the red-butted baboon in the oppressed jungles of South America."
Then Person 3 walks up behind them;
Person #3 - "I think he ran out of paint."
I identify with #3.
I hate it when people try to interpret things into "art". This is why:
Person 1 & 2 are looking at a 1 foot x 1 foot picture with a green background and a red dot in the middle, here is their conversation;
Person #1 - "I think the artist was trying to express his frusteration with his inability to achieve critical mass of his reds and greens."
Person #2 - "Perhaps the artist was trying to portray the daily struggles of the red-butted baboon in the oppressed jungles of South America."
Then Person 3 walks up behind them;
Person #3 - "I think he ran out of paint."
I identify with #3.
1 Comments:
dude...i totally agree with number three. totally man. it's like...dude...there's no more paint.
and like, wow man, it's art, even though you ran out of paint. dude.
totally.
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