Thursday, November 8

books, #aboriginalart, and #freelancetaoism

The philosopher student prince only stayed twice as long as he said he would. It was nice in many ways. Unfortunately I grew so resigned to the idea that he'd be here forever, that I kept putting off taking the photo I planned, until it was too late. I wanted to capture him in his designer shades, engrossed in the text book he was using for his essay - "Must We Mean What We Say?". To which the answer is - not if you're some of the people who live around here.

When I met Cap'n Kev for beers last week, I told him that the cellmate and I had just bought a couple of aboriginal dot paintings from Australia. He nearly choked on his pint.

One of the things I like about Kev, is that he has unorthodox or unpredictable opinions on most things. Which offers me a useful balance to the doctrinaire ideologies I'm usually surrounded by.

I borrowed a book called something like How Aborigines Reinvented Modern Art. The idea being that neglected ancient cultures have ironically managed to reinvigorate western modern art.

Kev's take on this would turn the argument on its head. Western art progressed over the centuries and became increasingly refined. Until the dumbing down kicked in. Now art has become so vacuous that prehistoric painters suddenly seem geniuses.

I embrace neither Kev's view nor the cellmate's. As a freelance taoist I like to hold both views at the same time. The emperor's got a lovely suit and he's bollock naked. Perfect balance. Quantum aesthetics.

PS - this aboriginal art's a delight for the eyes.


  1. Life would be easier if folks would say what they mean and mean what they say.

    But the language has so many pitfalls that it is unlikely.

    Besides when I do that, I'm called tactless.

    Art is an idea that lives in our heads and everyone of us has a different idea and opinion.

    If you like something, who cares why? Just enjoy it.

  2. I say!

    How would you define 'mean what you say'? I mean - if the batsman has been given out, then he's out. You wouldn't mean to say that he's been given not out, if he'd been given out. The umpire's word is always final, and the umpire always says what he means. Especially that time when he got on the wrong end of Gatting. Gatting also meant whhat he said, even though he had to say sorry for saying it, the next day. The real questionn should therefore be - should Gatting have said sorry for saying what he meant?

    MM III

  3. Aboriginal art is nice to look at. Hotboy

  4. Nanners. Some folk can't say what they mean because of language limitations. Other folk can't bring themselves to mean what they say.

    Mingers. Yes. It wasn't his sincerity that was questionable.

    Hotters. That's probably why it stands out.