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Comment on A right proper Snow Day!

Mccarty19Carla — Wed, 10 Mar 2010 23:53:58 GMT

That is perfect that people are able to get the personal loans and that opens new possibilities.

Comment on Morning surf scarf and a new project decision

Gazebo Guide — Fri, 26 Feb 2010 04:13:58 GMT

wow.. you are so amazing! I admire you, know why? because I don't know how to knit or even stitch my own clothe. Too bad for me, but I know someday I will learn those stuffs. :)

Comment on Friday is for random thoughts...

James — Sun, 14 Feb 2010 08:10:40 GMT

"Not much of a battle when your ultimate foe will quietly disappear when the temperature goes above 32 degrees."

Tell that to the dinosaurs who came out on the bottom of the epic "Glaciers vs. Reptiles" contest of 65,000,000 B.C.E.

Comment on I do like a good Henry Moore sculpture

James — Sat, 30 Jan 2010 19:49:00 GMT

I find "The Big Hand" unsettling.

But the answer to the real question embedded in your post is that a lot of modern art is a reaction to the declamation, pronounced for sure once every generation, that ____ is dead. That ____ might be "the novel" or "painting" or "music," whatever. But every generation, art has allegedly reached its limits. Heidegger asked questions like "What is thinking?" and, in volumes, never managed to satisfactorily answer them. Much of modern art--see Pollockian abstraction, too--is either replies to the accusation that ____ is dead, or attempts to answer the question "What is art?" Often, both--they're not mutually exclusive issues.

Try this: http://www.moma.org/collection/browse_results.php?object_id=80385. It's the sort of thing that makes people's heads explode. If I recall correctly, it delightfully enraged Rob. BY a Russian named Malevich, it's called "White on White" and it is, well, white on white. But there IS a deeper idea at play here. And it IS rather clever and insightful. While your pods (burst ova? wombs?) play with Jungian archetypal images, they also answer the question, What is art?, in the Pollockian way: it's what you find aesthetically pleasant. It doesn't have to be representative (they're not necessarily) and, more importantly, it doesn't have to be intended to mean anything (the artist may not have MEANT "burst ova")--the audience of any art form generally supplies most of the meaning anyay--check Wikipedia for literary Reader Response theory. But "White on White" goes a step further. How much meaning can the audience supply before art isn't art but raw imagination?

In other words, if art usually doesn't really exist in the artist, on the canvas, or entirely in the reader (it starts in the first, a gesture is made on the second, and that gesture allows the third to try and replicate the thoughts of the first), but instead in the ether somewhere, how much of it is required to be physical, tangible? How little something can there be before it's really "nothing"--no longer art?

There're equivalently minimal works of modern music and literature that do this sort of thing--challenge the idea of what it takes to differentiate art from the mundane or nothingness. There's a "poem" by a famous poet, found postmortem and published, adored, then later suspected and confirmed to be a rather lyrically composed grocery list (is it still a poem)?

There's a whole genre of neo-classical music, largely computer/synthesizer-based, called "ambient" which tackles the question "What's noise and what's music?" There are other related varieties of music which specifically tackle the question, is this atonal/cacophonic noise musical, or the negative space, so to speak, which makes music possible? Check Amazon's mp3 store and try the thirty-second samples of my favorite, Nine Inch Nails--type into the search box "25 Ghosts III" for his answer to the former question, and "The Beauty of Being Numb" for the latter.

Comment on On the twelfth day of Christmas....

Mike — Thu, 07 Jan 2010 01:14:13 GMT

Thanks for the socks, I really love them!

- DH

Comment on It's the day before the night before Christmas and I'm busy, busy

Sharilyn — Thu, 24 Dec 2009 02:57:58 GMT

Quadruple double points to you!

Although, I think I shall call you
A vewy impuwesive knittewr :-)

I wove the Perwincess Buwide.

Comment on It's the day before the night before Christmas and I'm busy, busy

Meg — Wed, 23 Dec 2009 22:48:18 GMT

Never enter into a battle of wits with someone who's seen The Princess Bride as many times as I have!

Knittig, that cwaft abwove awl ovver cwafts .....

just call me The Very Impressive Knitter!

Aidan is indeed an adorable sheep - we're going to 11:00 on Christmas eve for the first time, how time flies! oxo meg

Comment on Happy Birthday, My Sister!

Sharilyn — Wed, 04 Nov 2009 15:10:50 GMT

Thank you very much. I thought it added a certain something too. :-)

Comment on Happy Birthday, My Sister!

James — Tue, 03 Nov 2009 21:20:19 GMT

I hadn't seen the tiny coordinating scarf. That's brilliant.

Comment on Randomish Monday

Sharilyn — Fri, 23 Oct 2009 19:01:39 GMT

The Canadian side of the Falls has a tour package that has the tag line "Experience Nature's Fury" and includes Maid of the Mist, Journey Behind the Falls and some other water centered attraction. Apparently either "Experience Nature's Fury Groups Please Wait Here" was too long for the signs or Canadians, being a naturally droll people, found the humor in referencing "Fury Groups" on lots of official signs.