Posts from the ‘Art’ Category

Sep 27

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“It is now life and not art that requires the willing suspension of disbelief.” —Lionel Trilling

Artists are low key astronauts. Instead of going to the moon, they sit back in their studio and make the moon

—Michael Bassey Johnson

Sep 17

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“You can tell a more over-the-top incredible story if you use a nonfiction form.” —Chuck Palahniuk

Rain Polish 1

All tales now wending
This one begins
In the alternate endings
Refreshed by rain

A story should have a beginning, a middle and an end, but not necessarily in that order

—Jean-Luc Godard

Sep 11

“It is the difficult horses that have the most to give you.” —Lendon Gray

Skittish colts
Wobbling knobby knees
Jumping jocks

The wildest colts make the best horses

—Plutarch

Sep 10

“With parody, you’re referencing and sending up a particular genre, and mostly your material is going to be taken out of that genre.” —Marlon Wayans

Too Real 1

Tapping lazily, but doggedly, the lovelorn poet composes a song in praise of his dream amour. To deliver it, though, he is demure: cowered by a muzzle like a dog’s, voice like a frog’s, moves like a bump on a log. Oh, for a way to extend his compliments to the one he adores, without rudely awakening her scorn!

I’d like to say that parody is a celebration of a person’s specific characteristics, as opposed to mockery

—Ana Gasteyer

Sep 2

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“Letter writing is the only device combining solitude with good company.” —Lord Byron

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Words are but symbols for the relations of things to one another and to us; nowhere do they touch upon absolute truth

—Friedrich Nietzsche

Aug 25

“I can find my biography in every fable that I read.” —Ralph Waldo Emerson

Aesop’s fabulous grapes, the fox mocks—
Too tart for a smart cur’s decanter!
Moral of such slanderous banter:
By Aesop’s vine is sly eyes outfoxed.

With foxes we must play the fox

—Thomas Fuller

Aug 9

“If you want to hear the distant voice of the ocean put your ear to the distant lips of a seashell.” —Curtis Tyrone Jones

sand pirates with shovels and pails
excavate tidal pools
capturing waves of wayward whales
soft hermit crabs in shells of snails
urchins on break from schools

One cannot collect all the beautiful shells on the beach. One can collect only a few, and they are more beautiful if they are few

—Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Aug 1

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“It’s never too late to have a happy childhood.” —Tom Robbins

So I ask this geezer, rocking beside me on the porch, “Hey Gramps, how do you want to feel when you grow up?” The geezer laughs so hard he rolls off his rocker.

The secret of genius is to carry the spirit of the child into old age, which means never losing your enthusiasm

—Aldous Huxley

Jul 29

“…I am a big bird winging over high mountains, down into serene valleys. I am ripples of waves on silver seas. I’m a spring leaf trembling in anticipation” —Maya Angelou

At the bird house of art;
that is, in other words,
the Met, in Central Park;
it’s cool to pick up birds.

When I became director of the Metropolitan Museum of Art, it was stodgy, gray, run by elitists. I said, ‘Hey, let’s kick the thing around.’ I wanted to attract young people to the museum. I said, ‘Make it hospitable. I want them to come. I want them to make dates, pick up girls, pick up boys – either way; I don’t care’

—Thomas Hoving

Jul 21

Posts from the ‘Art’ Category

“It is now life and not art that requires the willing suspension of disbelief.” —Lionel Trilling

Now showing
artwork on our world
from the stars

Artists are low key astronauts. Instead of going to the moon, they sit back in their studio and make the moon

—Michael Bassey Johnson

“You can tell a more over-the-top incredible story if you use a nonfiction form.” —Chuck Palahniuk

All tales now wending
This one begins
In the alternate endings
Refreshed by rain

A story should have a beginning, a middle and an end, but not necessarily in that order

—Jean-Luc Godard

“It is the difficult horses that have the most to give you.” —Lendon Gray

Skittish colts
Wobbling knobby knees
Jumping jocks

The wildest colts make the best horses

—Plutarch

“With parody, you’re referencing and sending up a particular genre, and mostly your material is going to be taken out of that genre.” —Marlon Wayans

I’d like to say that parody is a celebration of a person’s specific characteristics, as opposed to mockery

—Ana Gasteyer

“Letter writing is the only device combining solitude with good company.” —Lord Byron

u2i
oxoxo
xox

Words are but symbols for the relations of things to one another and to us; nowhere do they touch upon absolute truth

—Friedrich Nietzsche

“I can find my biography in every fable that I read.” —Ralph Waldo Emerson

Aesop’s fabulous grapes, the fox mocks—
Too tart for a smart cur’s decanter!
Moral of such slanderous banter:
By Aesop’s vine is sly eyes outfoxed.

With foxes we must play the fox

—Thomas Fuller

“If you want to hear the distant voice of the ocean put your ear to the distant lips of a seashell.” —Curtis Tyrone Jones

One cannot collect all the beautiful shells on the beach. One can collect only a few, and they are more beautiful if they are few

—Anne Morrow Lindbergh

“It’s never too late to have a happy childhood.” —Tom Robbins

So I ask this geezer, rocking beside me on the porch, “Hey Gramps, how do you want to feel when you grow up?” The geezer laughs so hard he rolls off his rocker.

The secret of genius is to carry the spirit of the child into old age, which means never losing your enthusiasm

—Aldous Huxley

“…I am a big bird winging over high mountains, down into serene valleys. I am ripples of waves on silver seas. I’m a spring leaf trembling in anticipation” —Maya Angelou

At the bird house of art;
that is, in other words,
the Met, in Central Park;
it’s cool to pick up birds.

—Thomas Hoving

““The people who live in a golden age usually go around complaining how yellow everything looks.” —Randall Jarrell

Cutting thro’ the rye,
like a whirling samurai,
never say goodbye!

You just never know when you’re living in a golden age

—Alexander Payne

Posts from the ‘Art’ Category

Now showingartwork on our worldfrom the stars

Artists are low key astronauts. Instead of going to the moon, they sit back in their studio and make the moon

—Michael Bassey Johnson

All tales now wendingThis one beginsIn the alternate endingsRefreshed by rain

A story should have a beginning, a middle and an end, but not necessarily in that order

—Jean-Luc Godard

Skittish coltsWobbling knobby kneesJumping jocks

The wildest colts make the best horses

—Plutarch

I’d like to say that parody is a celebration of a person’s specific characteristics, as opposed to mockery

—Ana Gasteyer

u2ioxoxoxox

Words are but symbols for the relations of things to one another and to us; nowhere do they touch upon absolute truth

—Friedrich Nietzsche

Aesop’s fabulous grapes, the fox mocks— Too tart for a smart cur’s decanter!Moral of such slanderous banter:By Aesop’s vine is sly eyes outfoxed.

With foxes we must play the fox

—Thomas Fuller

One cannot collect all the beautiful shells on the beach. One can collect only a few, and they are more beautiful if they are few

—Anne Morrow Lindbergh

So I ask this geezer, rocking beside me on the porch, “Hey Gramps, how do you want to feel when you grow up?” The geezer laughs so hard he rolls off his rocker.

The secret of genius is to carry the spirit of the child into old age, which means never losing your enthusiasm

—Aldous Huxley

At the bird house of art;that is, in other words,the Met, in Central Park;it’s cool to pick up birds.

—Thomas Hoving

Cutting thro’ the rye, like a whirling samurai,never say goodbye!

You just never know when you’re living in a golden age

—Alexander Payne

Now showing
artwork on our world
from the stars

All tales now wending
This one begins
In the alternate endings
Refreshed by rain

Skittish colts
Wobbling knobby knees
Jumping jocks

u2i
oxoxo
xox

Aesop’s fabulous grapes, the fox mocks—
Too tart for a smart cur’s decanter!
Moral of such slanderous banter:
By Aesop’s vine is sly eyes outfoxed.

At the bird house of art;
that is, in other words,
the Met, in Central Park;
it’s cool to pick up birds.

Cutting thro’ the rye,
like a whirling samurai,
never say goodbye!