I run one loose museum, people.
I just assign art forms to people.
"Step back. You make the call."
Chiaroscuro it down in oilcolor
or suddenly mobile sculpture.
It fits it clicks it sticks it scores!
Sometimes I'm like Picasso upside
your face for a close inspection.
"There's...
something wrong there with
one of your eyes. And take
everybody's clothes off
please. This is about
as serious as art gets,
you know. It's a phase."
Or I'd be like Marcel Duchump:.
"You...are a urinal actually.
Sometimes a work of art's
best left uncalled"
A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.
but aren't they all random?
Friday, August 19, 2022
the criticart diagnostic practitioner is in.
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