Impromptu Games You Play
Me and the missus were at London Zoo the other day. We invented a great game called "Spot the Paedo." We counted about 8 single men with suspicious facial hair before the end of the day. What games have you made up on the spot to play with your friends?
( , Mon 29 Mar 2004, 15:50)
Me and the missus were at London Zoo the other day. We invented a great game called "Spot the Paedo." We counted about 8 single men with suspicious facial hair before the end of the day. What games have you made up on the spot to play with your friends?
( , Mon 29 Mar 2004, 15:50)
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Tate - Shate
Walking round the Tate Modern, it's surprising how many people actually agree with you that many of the exhibits there are not art at all. Loud, open insults of things like a video of 2 dwarfs jumping up and down shouting 'no!' (it means nothing you know), or the one of a naked man in a boxing mask punching himself (he needs to get out more i think), tend to be greeted with smiles and agreement.
This has the pleasant effect of turning the hoighty-toighty snobbery and you-just-aren't-clever-enough-to-understand-it air of many people in the gallery on its head.
It's liberating, kids, it reclaims art for you, the people, from the clique, who think themselves superior because they all enter into an orgy of self-delusion that just because something has a concept behind it, even if it's an unmade bed, it is art. If there's any justice, any comments you make should make them aware that they are prisoners to themselves.
You see - you are right! It really is the Emperor's New Clothes! Don't worry, the clothes don't exist, it's all OK. You are right, dammit!
And relax.
( , Thu 1 Apr 2004, 12:28, Reply)
Walking round the Tate Modern, it's surprising how many people actually agree with you that many of the exhibits there are not art at all. Loud, open insults of things like a video of 2 dwarfs jumping up and down shouting 'no!' (it means nothing you know), or the one of a naked man in a boxing mask punching himself (he needs to get out more i think), tend to be greeted with smiles and agreement.
This has the pleasant effect of turning the hoighty-toighty snobbery and you-just-aren't-clever-enough-to-understand-it air of many people in the gallery on its head.
It's liberating, kids, it reclaims art for you, the people, from the clique, who think themselves superior because they all enter into an orgy of self-delusion that just because something has a concept behind it, even if it's an unmade bed, it is art. If there's any justice, any comments you make should make them aware that they are prisoners to themselves.
You see - you are right! It really is the Emperor's New Clothes! Don't worry, the clothes don't exist, it's all OK. You are right, dammit!
And relax.
( , Thu 1 Apr 2004, 12:28, Reply)
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