I read the article so you don’t have too. This is all you need to know.
“At the end of his speech, Darling pulled a Palestinian flag out of his coat pocket and waved it.”
The art work does express Britain and the British public, they are both broken, and in the garbage.
It looks like gaza, shitty and trashy.
The one thing you can be sure of today……the “artists” that are celebrated today; can’t seem to draw, sculpt, or create anything of actual beauty.
I noticed sometime in the 80’s that those with artistic vision not only lacked the technical skills one would expect, but seemed to hold such skills in disdain.
The only creativity I have seen in the art world comes in the writing of grant applications.
This is just part of the standard de-moralization of the peons inflicted by the elites.
There is lots of good art out there, but the elites who own us ignore it, as we should be ignoring them.
I had to step back a bit. All the way to Canada actually. And upon greater reflection (whilst holding my chin) I realized the artist had in fact captured the essence of Britain. It has faded deeply into the background – a footnote. Just like the hanger in the corner which (with closed legs) depicts an unwillingness to engage. Britain isn’t even in the game anymore. Covered in plastic bags – vulnerable yet unapproachable.
I read the article so you don’t have too. This is all you need to know.
“At the end of his speech, Darling pulled a Palestinian flag out of his coat pocket and waved it.”
The art work does express Britain and the British public, they are both broken, and in the garbage.
It looks like gaza, shitty and trashy.
The one thing you can be sure of today……the “artists” that are celebrated today; can’t seem to draw, sculpt, or create anything of actual beauty.
I noticed sometime in the 80’s that those with artistic vision not only lacked the technical skills one would expect, but seemed to hold such skills in disdain.
The only creativity I have seen in the art world comes in the writing of grant applications.
This is just part of the standard de-moralization of the peons inflicted by the elites.
There is lots of good art out there, but the elites who own us ignore it, as we should be ignoring them.
I had to step back a bit. All the way to Canada actually. And upon greater reflection (whilst holding my chin) I realized the artist had in fact captured the essence of Britain. It has faded deeply into the background – a footnote. Just like the hanger in the corner which (with closed legs) depicts an unwillingness to engage. Britain isn’t even in the game anymore. Covered in plastic bags – vulnerable yet unapproachable.
And I did all that with no alcohol.