“ I see a rebirth….it’s definitely expressing the thoughts of something new on the way.”
That was what the ponce proclaimed to all of us in earshot to which his wife added ….
“ I see that as well….it’s extremely well thought out.
“ It’s much deeper than that ” said their friend and then continued on.
“The artist has captured something well beyond that….its not a “new” beginning at all but rather “the” beginning.”
What we were all looking at was a showing of various art that the South Australian government had paid unemployed artists for in order to stimulate motivational skills by then paying the art gallery to display them.
“You’re all wrong” I said as I couldn’t help but chime in….
“It’s half a friggin Japanese flag painted on a square cardboard box“….. and further pointed out…..
“It’s no deeper nor better than second year grade school art class”
What I remarked I knew as fact as I remembered my fourth grade art class teacher ridiculing my efforts as a child that by far surpassed this crap. And so the group that obviously practiced so hard to appear so cultured quickly abandoned my company to pretend in front of others that they understood something else they considered art.
I was reminded of this box emblazoned with a bright red circle with three stripes emanating from its left side and the audacity to consider itself art by a rather unique descriptive of a certain beer that someone had emailed me today….I read of Sierra Nevada Torpedoes the prose…..
“ It’s rather empty…lacking complexity and is….rather hollow.”
I can’t explain how good it feels to be a mere American blue collar for as such I have never once had to experience the flavor of a “hollow” beer. Nor have I once suffered the fear I might have served a guest a beer that may have lacked complexity for in the world I choose to live beer is good to very good and this means I drink it on occasion….Or it’s OK and affordable which means I drink a lot of it on every occasion …or it’s piss and I never buy it.
And true to my blue collar roots…. Japanese flags are never art…..
