Sunday, May 6

I am partial to Monet though I love Van Gogh for his sliced ear

Never saw so perfect a sky,
so blue. Where did those blues come from?
Even startled cypresses shriek they
never saw so perfect a sky
with boats floating on sunset rays.
The tragic inspires. Bet joy
never saw so perfect a sky.
So blue, where did those blues come from.

ShowerGod Epiphany #3: Boredom makes one do strange things, especially if one's just gone and seen too many French masterpieces (the words too many making the phrase an oxymoron).


Anonymous said...

I suppose Van Gogh would've scored more points if he had a pierced ear and not a sliced ear?

Monet did make some masterpieces though, I'll have to agree! Love his Water-Lilies! Tow-Path and Autumn by The Seine aren't that far behind either. My personal favourites!!

n said...

you wrote? i much love. much, much.

Revealed said...

@anon: No points for pierced ears. Tsk. We're talking about artsy angst here!

Good tashte you have there.

@n: I wrote :D. Ty. I was gonna put it under a new label of Crappy-poetry, so you have no idea how much that meant to me :)

Anonymous said...

i'd rather talk artsy angst than talk existential angst.

and i've always had good taste. one of the things that i like about me.

Revealed said...
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Revealed said...

@anon: Art over existence, any day :).

Have you seen his snowscapes? I absolutely adore them.

Anonymous said...

WOODY ALLEN: That's quite a lovely Jackson Pollock, isn't it?

GIRL IN MUSEUM: Yes it is.

WOODY ALLEN: What does it say to you?

GIRL IN MUSEUM: It restates the negativeness of the universe, the hideous lonely emptiness of existence, nothingness, the predicament of man forced to live in a barren, godless eternity, like a tiny flame flickering in an immense void, with nothing but waste, horror, and degradation, forming a useless bleak straightjacket in a black absurd cosmos.

WOODY ALLEN: What are you doing Saturday night?

GIRL IN MUSEUM: Committing suicide.

WOODY ALLEN: What about Friday night?

GIRL IN MUSEUM: [leaves silently]

Quite obviously artsy angst is so different from the Existential one.

Why do I even bother..

Revealed said...

Tsk. I detect the deadly smell of sarcasm and even *shudder* irony.

Artsy angst is very different from existential angst. One gives an outlet for the other, doesn't it? Then how can they be compared?

Anonymous said...

had seen it before but don't quite put this in the same league as the ones i mentioned earlier. i suppose the beauty of this one lies in its obscurity. but like they say likes repel.

Anonymous said...

bordighera i love much!

Revealed said...

Bordighera's beautiful, I agree. The beauty of the snowscapes is not in the obscurity but in the suggestion. Takes my breath away everytime. How much harder must it be to make something unintelligible look beautiful rather than a view that's already beautiful, no?

Anonymous said...

@ revealed
most unintelligible things *do* look beautiful because we have this tendency of perceiving things as beautiful specially if its obscure. a perfectly good example would be a guy walking a block away from you - the more obscure he is, the more attractive he looks. but its making the beautiful things not lose their beauty that is all the hard work methinks. but then again, i wouldn't know.

Revealed said...

That analogy doesn't work because his snowscapes don't hinge on their obscurity. If he'd painted them with utmost clarity he'd have produced a beautiful painting. Seen Snow at Argenteuil? Or the grainstacks, snow effect? No, the beauty of the painting lies not in the fact that it doesnt show anything properly but because it shows something infinitely beautiful simply by hinting at it. But hinting at it masterfully enough for our brains to fill in the blanks *the way he wanted us to*. In my opinion :)

Anonymous said...

exactly what i said. obscurity essentially makes you see things the way you want to
when i said obscure i didn't mean it 'doesnt show it properly' just meant hinting at the existence and letting the beholder do the rest. beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder they say, which is why its hard to make a beautiful thing seem beautiful because its essentially dependent on the beholder. there's a catch to painting afterall

Revealed said...

But a real masterpiece makes the beholder see what the painter sees but not by pointing and showing it explicitly!

obscurity essentially makes you see things the way you want to

That's not at all what I said! 'Fact I said the exact opposite. Tch

Anonymous said...

and how do you know what the artist has in mind while he's painting it all? you can never tell, can you? unless of course i'm talking to the reincarnated Monet of modern times..

i may perceive a painting in some way and you may in some another. that does not necessarily make 'my' painting any less beautiful than 'yours'. but thats what i feel anyway.

Revealed said...

First, you *have* to stop saying that's what I feel anyway. Second, *that* is the point. Anyone can make you see what *you* want to see. The trick is in making you see what *I* want you to see. See?

(That works in debates also!)

Anonymous said...

whether or not you're successful is another matter :)
and *that* is what i feel anyway.

Revealed said...

True, true. Whether you're successful or not is another matter. Hence the necessity of being a genius. :)

Anonymous said...

but that *also* depends on the perception of the beholder. genius is not a genius unless there is someone to appreciate his genius :)

Revealed said...

The tree falling in the forest? :)

Anonymous said...

or the maneating lion near the backdoor