dead bird studies

a couple of A4 studies for a later painting(yet to be photographed). Currently/indefinitely untitled. Acrylics, PVA, xerox, tinfoil. Baby Girl Kriegbaum.


tequila

Baby Girl Kriegbaum + marker + mate's back + bottle of tequila =

MASTERPIECE!!

anxiety!

EW EW EW going to have to break in a new sketchbook soon. Hate hate hate hate doing that, gives ya the wrongfingers, you know, when you're drawing and you feel like you have the wrongfingers?

Anyway, here's a nice comforting Dadaist quote to wipe the tears away:

"The Dadaist exploits the psychological possibilities inherent in his faculty for flinging out his personality as one flings a lasso or lets a cloak flutter in the wind. He is not he same man today as tomorrow, the day after tomorrow he will perhaps be 'nothing at all' and then he may become everything. He is entirely devoted to the movement of life, he accepts its angularity--but he never loses his distance to phenomena, because at the same time he preserves his creative indifference, as Friedlaender-Myona calls it. It seems scarcely credible that anyone could be at the same time active and at rest, that he should be devoted, yet maintain an attitude of rejection; and yet it is in this anomaly that life consists, naive, obvious life, with its indifference toward happiness and death, joy and misery. The Dadaist is naive. The thing he is after is obvious, undifferentiated, unintellectual life. For him a table is not a mousetrap and an umbrella is definitely not to pick your teeth with. In such a life art is no less than a psychological problem. In relation to the masses it is a phenomenon of public morality" Richard Huelsenbeck, Dada Forward

CUBE!!


Massive fan of this film.
A-la wikiquotes:
Worth: Holloway, you don't get it.
Holloway: Then help me, please. I need to know.
Worth: This may be hard for you to understand, but there is no conspiracy. Nobody is in charge. It's a headless blunder operating under the illusion of a master plan. Can you grasp that? Big Brother is not watching you.


Quentin: Why put people in it?
Worth: Because it's here. You have to use it, or you admit it's pointless.
Quentin: But it is pointless!
Worth: Quentin, that's my point.