Saturday, November 15, 2008
I dream that I meet a man who is a master artist. He makes an animation of looking through a tube. On the other end are plants like willow branches blowing in the wind up in the air or like seaweed waving down under the ocean. Then there is an organism, a giant eye on a stalk, looking through the tube at me in the animation. The artist reads a book he has called Commentary on Art. Then he writes his own commentary on art in response to it.
Posted by Deerheart at 12:15 PM