"Alternative" art first caught my attention a couple of years ago when I visited a small gallery in London that exhibited shit work - literally I mean: sculptures, a lot of them, made by what I recall being a Spanish or South American artist who employs faecis and turn them into art objects. Then there was a dog by the same artist, whom he let die of starvation while calling the process "modern art".

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The Tate has just bought some William Blake hand-made pictures. The inscription for one of them, depicting a naked man clasping his head in pain as he is consumed by flames, reads: "I sought Pleasure & found Pain." My thought exactly every morning when I go to work; I wonder if I also look the same. The museum paid £441m for these pieces.



Tuesday 9 March 2010

Someone who looks where others overlook or dismiss


I started my life coach sessions last night.

The life coach is a lovely lady who said to me that I should have a goal for the duration of the sessions.

The problem is:

except for world domination, I have no goals.

I guess I should narrow it down a bit.

But This is not the point.

The point is I would like to see
Peeping Tom at the weekend.

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