welcome to Jouranal (journal)
this is my blog. to just look at my painting etc then head over to my website and disregard this mess.
please note that the events described in this journal are highly fictionalised.
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Thoughts. Can't sleep.
There is no art. No artists. Nothing. It's all construction. Framework. People draw stuff. People on the phone doodle screw it up and put it in the bin. Some people paint with watercolours because of tradition. It's about how embarrassed of your waste product you are and how much you like to show boat. Showboaters employ tricks, method, prices, lighting, backrubs, lies and manufacture concept. Other people write on toilet Walls. None of it matters. Cave men didn't sell paintings they told stories and ate their wives. Kind of like (name removed). It's not the point. Anyone can do anything. They just might not like what they do. If they do then they probably don't mean it anyway.


