Friday, February 09, 2007


Beautiful revolving sphincter, oops brown painting (2003)

Highlights of British painting: Damien Hirst

(Some will argue if Damien Hirst can be called a painter since he mainly acquired his fame for his conceptual work, like the shark in formaldehyde, etc - but doing paintings makes you a painter, right?..)

One of the things I admire about the modern art scene is the way otherwise conservative societies have taken to the absurd creations artists make in grubby messy places called studios while they're pissed or zonked out of their minds on drugs, or sacred tea from the Andes, or bark dissolved in absinthe, or urine. Not only are these objects being accepted as works of art, they are also purchased at outrageous sums from self-made entrepreneurs called art dealers, and then put on display in huge public buildings designed by leading architects and costing millions...where else can you pull off a stunt like that?

In my opinion the greatest work of modern art is the whole idea of modern art itself.

But then, I'm just a cranky old failure with a daytime job... (and nighttime too!)
Retro babe
Panzer Sdkfz 251, Ausf D
Some members of the "Wiking" SS division chilling out. The "Wiking" division was one of the few SS divisions that didn't have an atrocity record for killing POW's or civilians. Ironically the infamous Auschwitz doctor Josef Mengele served with the division 1941-42 as a surgeon and even won the Iron Cross for rescuing two troopers out of a burning tank.
Not my people
Not my war

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