....that...
" I am following my dreams..."
Now...it's always the same....
Under fiftyish even the artists are full of Blue Peter speak.... confected fairyspeak....
Basically although they cannot say the words " i want to be considered a 21 year old forever..." This is how they have been brainwashed to speak. Even really quite middle aged.
Whereas the painter lady above, over 60.. speaks the speak "my god what a dull load of 'safe' mutes all the others are...nothing to SAY..."
I once read some art by an artist. That at least philosophically enquired into SOMEthing... and i would like to know what.
All other art this region I know is the shallowest imaginable pastiche of 'art' I have ever seen... from artists whom are the shallowest in history... as they daren't say anything.... probably they don't know what 'saying something' is... oh well, one day i shall say what needs to be said....except guess what... in the heart of effete darkness there is no one to listen. Merely shallows
But thats ok i a land where folk annot even state "ehhhhh our child mental health must be far worse than average across the West ...for a reason..." there is little point saying anything to ayone.
Somehow...to mix art with great real life... the question for some years. I certainly am not going to have answered in this region..
(NOTE TO SELF "REGIONS"... "regions of good wood, metal, firewood, second grade shed side wood... pipes..." even tat seems too much of an aggression to the contemporary mind... )
For now. Certainly the end.
Just a LOT to fill in....
"Louise.... your Loulou Lowry print does in fact symbolise to me the sewer thats the end of a 20 year...pilgrimage and like all honest pilgrimages there is no crock of gold under any rainbow.... but i do like your print - it symbolises all the way it twists and focuses the eye into just the sewer"
