Saturday, April 22, 2017

Worshipping at the wrong altar, Part 2

Is this art?



Team Duff 'gets' Lou Reed, and hence, this song in a way few mortals do, or would care to. Melancholy Dane...to be and not to be, is the question.


Is this art?



If not exactly cutting edge, I still thank them for inviting us to conceive of our daily grind life as art; let me live in that world, please. We humans are damn lucky we have leisure to consider/make our selves as/into art, ain't it so?

Curious that these two videos' strategies for dealing with identity seem polar opposites, yet equally disaffected; I think Lou Reed wins in the end. Wins what?


Is this art?


Here is yet another way of dealing with identity; denigration of someone else's. Precisely, Hafez Al-Assad's, Bashar's father and the former despot of Syria.
Not conventionally pretty but this would go over well in a Chelsea gallery, context or no.

A very learned artist friend once told me, 'If you want to learn about art, don't go to the museums or the galleries: go to the street'.

Sunday, April 16, 2017

Dying Comedian



This fellow is being helped over the threshold by two comedians from eras past (note the Meiji-era Japanese costume of the one, and the Commedia dell'arte costume of the other) who long ago translated into pure Clear Light. They remain in the Bardo to serve others, guiding them toward comic consciousness.

I think comedians on our Earth plane are true guides to liberation (as long as they're not angry comedians) because they can reveal the truth of ourselves, to ourselves; see Heyoka.

This painting started life as a letter to a friend; then a gesture drawing (with no model) suggested the right arm, reaching; then they showed up. Still a work in progress, a little fiddling to do, which I hate. But I'm feeling better about that suit, as it better suits a man undergoing Bardo transit spaces; none too shabby.

Dying Comedian    16" x 20"    acrylic and oil on canvas    October 2016