Isn't it weird when tasteful people have some kind of blind spot? One of the obsessions from a PREVIOUS century was the notion of "truth and beauty." Work to create something beautiful. Work to create something that talks about the truth of the human condition.
You'd want THAT on your wall?
Like the fabulous Banksy, here's a squid who is trying to make a name for himself by devious means. At least, it seems that way. When you throw graffiti around to get people to recognize you, or leech yourself to a performer who happens to have no taste in art, that's a bit devious.
This grotesque asshole doesn't need to go around spray-painting walls. Not when he can have a semi-famous singer champion his awful (and not too original) lumpy paintings, and have others Tweet and bellow about it.
Speaking of truth and beauty, let's be honest. Sharon Osbourne has neither. She's an ugly stump, she has a grating voice, and a scolding-mommy personality. She also has no tits, having had them removed for fear of breast cancer (this, after bouncing them up and down with silicone).
And she wonders why Ozzy had an affair recently? One she can't excuse with "oh, he was high, he didn't know what he was doing?"
This is the big news at the Daily FAIL today. A lovely "Mother's Day" story, eh?
Truth and beauty are endangered species.
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