2007/01/22 New York
Waiting to be captured
In his readable book “The Accidental Masterpiece – On the Art of Life and Vice Versa” Michael Kimmelman writes: “Art is out there waiting to be captured, the only question being whether we are prepared to recognize it.”
As for me I’m prepared to recognize it, more than six months ago, much more than twelve months ago. I’m going to capture what is out there.
And I hope that some people out there are going to capture me.
The last thing we did in Buenos Aires was going to the horse races. We bet a mere ten pesos on horse number 4 and horse number 1.
Shortly after food poisoning set in.
One shouldn't bet on two horses.
As by coincidence I was browsing through a Klimt-catalogue. He painted a lot of nude women, and I was thinking, what would I paint if I could paint.
I would paint naked children. Not because I like the sight of unfinished nudity, but because it shows the world today.
Either in fashion or in any other form, children are the best next thing. It looks a lot like hothousing them. Making them do quizes, making them poets, making them lustfull objects.
I think showing the people what they're doing is the only way to make them stop.
I'm glad to read you have returned safely to New York.
Not stuck in a snow storm?
During travel always drink coca-cola gone flat, believe me: it works.
I am hooked but I won’t capture you, not me. Sorry, you are more interesting on the wild side.
Betting and food poisoning? Could Carl Gustav Jung see the synchronicity?