SoP: Time

It's interesting how
when we seemingly have
MORE
time,
The more likely it is
that it
r
.u
..n
...s

~~~a
~~w
~a
y

from us.

Why is it that
in crunch time
we seem to be able
to create
MORE
time?

Peek at Paintings

Alright folks, get ready to tilt your heads in unison and appreciate fine art.

Back in the 50's, some people claimed that some abstract expressionist works, like those of Jackson Pollock, was Communist propaganda or something.

-tilts head slightly, mildly confused-

I don't know about you, but that up there doesn't exactly scream "COMMUNIST" at me.

My friend Watween, on her trip to the National Gallery in Washington, thought this painting looked like a friend of ours.

Because she'd also brought a voice recorder to document her trip, after describing the painting and deciding that this looked like our friend, she tried to talk "her" down from the hill. "While I must compliment you on your lovely hair bow, you're really gonna fall down into the ocean, and probably hit that tree on your way down," she admonished.

I agreed.

I've always liked this one:

It reminds me a bit of Hemingway's short story, "A Clean, Well-Lighted Place." Besides, it's just so neat-looking.

Now, here's something I don't get. How is it that this...

...is considered "brilliant," "genius," or even "art"? I think nearly anybody can do something like that. It's like taking a sheet of paper and hanging it in a museum, or composing a piano piece of four minutes, thirty-three seconds of silence (that's true, there's a piece called 4'33". Creative name, no?). Sure, some art can be done by us untalented masses, but... -tilts head until is nearly upside-down- I dunno, that's a bit of a stretch for me.

(This gallery is not liable for any art-appreciation-related neck injuries or discomfort)

Some Drawings

Alright all, I wanted to share some drawings I did recently. I don't draw all that often, and the results can be mixed, but I rather liked these.





Most of the time my shading's pretty iffy, but this actually came out fairly decent. This teacup was just on the table, it looked nice, and I had pencil and paper. The above ensued.





Yes, that is a lamp and a set-up you'd probably find in an interrogation room. No, they don't have anything to do with each other. I was just bored, alright? Besides, I like it.

This I drew before math this morning. I'm not sure why, but I was thinking of Archi Teuthis, so I drew the squid; then during study hall I wrote the poem, which goes something like this:

Two bright, curious
eyes
Peering out of the
dark
Making sense of
the abyss
Comprehending
chaos
~
Ten long, lean
fingers
Reaching out into
nothing
Feeling the
intangible
Understanding
irregularity
~
One quick, creative
mind
Meandering into
imagination
Letting it wander in
surreal,
disjointed,
linear
brilliance