Smut

19 11 2011

We were walking through the ruins of Pompeii. There was graffitti on the wall. It was graphic. And funny. Pornography should have an expiry date on it. What is titillating or scandalous for one generation can be funny or worse, boring for the next. Of course the people who produce smut are as sleazy as the stuff they produce. In their time. Later they become caricatures. Its hardly believable that society produced such characters. One would not say it was evil. More like silly. And it is history.

The question is not what attracts people to smut. It is, what attracts people to escapism? Is it possibility? Or a pillow planted strategically over their face while they are dreaming? Or boredom?

(Illustrations taken down because of the objection of the curator of the sight they came from. I confess I have a problem with people who don’t want more attention thrown their way. )

(He’s also very cranky. Doesn’t need or want publicity. Which begs the question.)





Clifton Harvey

19 11 2011

The word pathos comes to mind. One feels something for these poor characters.  Clifton Harvey’s work is filled with feeling. Almost super saturated. (I remember that from high school physics/chemistry.) But it is not maudlin. Or if it is, it is excusable by the lush and beautiful visions Harvey has created.

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i AM a GALLERY

19 11 2011

In the middle ages landscape paintings were like movies. They didn’t just tell one story. They told several. Time was now. The viewers now. The order of events in the story were not always crucial. It was their emotional landscape. The collage landscape takes its cue from that world. Its a shattered timepiece put together. By guesswork. This is an invitation to visit my site. i AM a GALLERY

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