| Nothing new here. I was right betting on "Boombox" as a vehicle of an intellectual pursuit of self. At least it is not out of "crushing sense of defeat" which most of people face at certain point if they are honest. I disregard any form of "message" in art along with "messengers" as well. I concentrate on beauty and a basic honesty understanding that even artists have to eat. I do not wish to "develop" intellectually to gain deeper understanding of anything art related. I already know too much to be happy. Portrayal of Mozart in Forman's "Amadeus" is probably the truest personification of an art and so called "creative" process of art that has ever been attempted.Usually art simply farts in your face but instead of sniffing around more or less discreetly with forbidden pleasure you just set the werkstat and start scribbling endlessly, inventing Gods as you go. Damn Romy, you couldn't have chosen a worst moment for your menopause period. I don't have a single spare dime for incoming "exotic leftovers " |
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