In one of my critiques, one guy described his painting as "an elaboration on post-hopelessness." Does that mean we were once hopeless and now we're on to even bleaker outlooks? Or less bleak outlooks? I wish was making this up -- his painting was like a child's drawing of a dog shitting, simultaneously with a big hard on.
Art school is like getting a BFA in fine arts and a minor in professional bullshitting. But this post-emotionalism business, I'd get that shit tattooed on my forehead.
yes, alexis and i need to finish our dissertation on post-emotionalism. it's an idea she came up with at a del taco drive through in may. i doubt this is cerebral enough for mr. post-hoplessness BUT it made sense after two cans of sparks, a bucket of crinkle cut fries and years of bad relationships.
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Art school is like getting a BFA in fine arts and a minor in professional bullshitting. But this post-emotionalism business, I'd get that shit tattooed on my forehead.
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art school sounds intense.
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I fall somewhere between all those, but definitely operate at a high level of impending disaster at all times.
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