Deep thoughts about art and everything without the use of synapses.
Monday, March 8, 2010
End of the Race
I came upon this dead rat while walking the dog, laying in the middle of the sidewalk in the bright sunlight. It's race over but now captured in artwork prior to being consumed by crows.
I paint, I stare into space, I blather about ART. Ranting and Raving is now a spectator sport. Aesthetics is the philosphy of beauty. Braindead is the lack of all higher brain functions. If I see it, and I write on it, did I exhibit higher brain function?
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