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…and the last thing a minimalist gives up is books. One is a symphony of flavor and the other ends up as a chunk of modular art that contains friends from all walks of life. Why restrict something from your life that is obviously pleasurable and isn’t causing anything horrible to you at the very moment you indulge? Why be an ascetic about a way of life, simply because someone else’s society invented it? There’s nothing like a good book chosen from a treasure of many and a piece of Stilton with tea.
After giving a client his requested site design, he made it clear he wasn’t pleased.
Me: But that’s what you asked for…
Client: Yeah, but I meant that figuratively.
Me: So you don’t want it to look like this?
Client: No, I do. Just think of the site design as a metaphor of a real website.
Me: What?
Everybody’s A Critic of the Day: A 36-year-old woman attempting to add a touch of postmodernism to Clyfford Still’s abstract expressionist artwork is said to have caused $10,000 worth of damage to “1957-J no.2” (above) after she scratched and punched the oil-on-canvas painting, and rubbed it on her butt.
According to Denver District Attorney’s Office spokeswoman, Carmen Tisch urinated after soiling the piece with her backside, but “[i]t doesn’t appear she urinated on the painting or that the urine damaged it.” The 9-1/2-feet tall and 13-feet wide painting is valued at $30 million.
Tisch, who was arrested and charged with felony criminal mischief, is currently being held on $20,000 bond.
Artwork by Still, an influential post-WW2-era artist, is on display at his namesake museum, which recently opened in Denver. Many of the pieces were recently unveiled for the first time.
[reuters via yahoo / mugshot: denverpost.]
I recently mentioned an idea about a superhero who hates postmodernism, but then I thought…what about a serial killer who hates postmodernism? someone who has been so traumatized by contemporary literary criticism that he resorted to this…