No Advertisements, No Outing, Make Sense, and Address The Writing (not the writer).

new comment policy on ryans blog, make sense allows him to erase anything he disagrees with, and no outing allows him not to own his words, though he actively attacks other writers and artists, and the assumption that one can understand art w/o knowing at least some about the authour. (when he gives me shit for comment modding on my blog, when i have no problem at all allowing any non spam comment and encourage all comers)

apparently i dont understand modernism, and i was kind of thinking about that, when at kdays, we saw the women in the fur bikini, we see every year, she is painted with great care, touched up, maintained, an exquisite level of craftsmenship, and an understanding of her narrative is present.

i think of kdays, in general, and the women in fur bikini, as an explicit rejection of modernist aesthetics. or to put it another way, i cannot imagine living a life where there is just one aesthetic expereince. i dont trust people who's aesthetics only allow one narrative, one kind of narrative, who think they are going in one direction.

the painting of tht women, goes thru 50 states, 10 provinces, she sees all, like a h ridder haggard villian, and she welcomes me, when i go back to pay tribiute. i want her to be present in my life, as much as i want photos to be present, or installations. i want to live in a world where bonnard, de kooning, etty, penthouse, the girl in the fur bikini, and chez peirre can tell me what i need to know about straightboy lust, where felix gonzales torres, kdays, buddhist sand mandalas tell me about embrabillity and loss.

its like the netitche qoute, which seems to undergird modernism, that which doesnt kill me makes me stronger, i dont want to be strong, i want to be weak, tender, and small.

(apparently i dont understand modernism though, and he has kept the rhetoric up as opposed to sitting down with me, and actually schooling me about his definings.)