Thursday, January 06, 2005

crazy

OK..i'm gona make my last entry before everything starts rolling out of proportion; at a speeed that would terrify the shit out of my pants..wait..i mean skirt.And then things might get so uptight if i dun plan every step properly, and i might disappear from the face of this blog altogether. But there shouldnt be a worry for that cos, my blog is not entirely read by tens of people, nor is it an update of what i do n do not do.what i seek to get from this blog is a form of self therapy, a narcissistic one, and of cos...a gallery to display the arts of my nonsense.

When a piece of abstract art is presented in a gallery, it does not often invite any tom dick and harry.Most people want to see things that are pleasant, and things that mean something to them, otherwise these things are nonsensical to them. There is no wrong in this because if everybody were to understand abstract art, we need to notice the details, guess the meaning of each strokes and also to appreciate the art piece holistically. When i imgaine someone with that capability, i see someone with a head the size of a watermelon, and the top half of the melon peeled off its outer crust, leavin the brain matter thumpin like a lump of heart. and i dun wana imagine what it will look like if the whole world is filled watermelon-brained people roaming around.so scary! ok im imaginin it already..n it looks like an alien invasion!!!duhhh..........

SO, i wont be able to understan your nonsense unless i know you personally. because nonsense sometimes carry a tinge of secret, and somtimes its the secret itself. Nonsense( also known as crap) can be very therapeutic at times, and i can picture someone laughing, or at least carrying a bemused look, which is to mean that nonsense carries a good connotation.good. And if someone does not know how to play with nonsense, i see my turning-yellow christmas tree.beautiful, but wilting n droopy.And if someone tries to hard to be not funny but end up nonsensical anyway, i see my nightmare-before-christmas figures that elmo gave me. Scary and gothic, but interesting and cute.But if someone tries too hard to be crappy, i see dirt on my lens.



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