Now I know.

[Boogus Epirus Aurelius]

Feeling restless and slightly relieved at finishing a lit essay a week early, I decided to visit an art showing by a surrealist painter/sculpter who goes to my university. Kind of mediocre weather. Needed a hoodie and a more resolute mindset as Iââ,¬â,,¢m just getting over another mild but irritating sickness, the first of the cool weather downers.

Now said sickness left me with some kind of goofy inflammation in my right eye. A hive or something. So I donned some sunglasses to hide my watery and swollen eye and set off.

The showing sucked. It was named ââ,¬Å"thin veilââ,¬Â�. Terrible pretentious shit. You know, the kind of stuff where thereââ,¬â,,¢s a tiny clay spiral thatââ,¬â,,¢s supposed to represent lifeââ,¬â,,¢s struggles and pronounce human foibles and shut the fuck up. I dont have a whole lot of patience unless the creator is actually of sound and intelligent mind and can display his message clearly. This guy was dressed in some kind of andy warhol meets emo prince getup; flamboyant and fucking ridiculous. He was loud and bawdy and talked in circles and was impressing some of the more impressionable sunday goers. I was disgusted and went into a smaller part of the gallery which was reserved for a few other painters who were perpetuating a similar surreal vibe. I made a few pokes at the dumb shit in the other room, and I generally got some negative responses. Surely they couldnââ,¬â,,¢t like that stuff.  I guess the guy was bigger shit than I had expected.

I routinely go to galleries and showings. Iââ,¬â,,¢ve been to many many many. I love seeing what other people can do. Some stuff I like better than others. This was the worst and the first one I walked out on.  I usually like talking with the artist, to get their perspective, but this guy was full of stale piss. He was like a cheese grater on my brain. An ice pick in my psyche.

I couldnââ,¬â,,¢t wait to bitch and moan to another friend who had gone. He stopped in and asked me how I liked it and was kind of taken aback by my vehemence towards the guy.
So my friend says his girlfriend was part-coordinator of the gallery and the whole thing was staged to look shittily legit. Like, the stuff inside was all fluff and bullshit and it was a sort of experiment to see how many people would buy into it.  He wrote scripts and stuff to say about each ââ,¬Å"pieceââ,¬Â� and everything.

I think that was my favorite thing Iââ,¬â,,¢ve done all month now.

[Cookie]

Good, you passed the test.

[Socks]

the 'experiment' strikes me as even more pretentious, or just 'pfleh'.

[Boogus Epirus Aurelius]

the 'experiment' strikes me as even more pretentious, or just 'pfleh'.

I think it just kind of showed how aimless and air-headed some of these people are. There were people there that were buying the whole thing and having potentially legit conversations with the guy about meaning and so forth.

I thought it was interesting.   

[Socks]

I think it just kind of showed how aimless and air-headed some of these people are. There were people there that were buying the whole thing and having potentially legit conversations with the guy about meaning and so forth.

I thought it was interesting.  

yeah, it happens in every sort of way possible, when possible. i see it from a certain perspective each night i work. sometimes i myself reflect on such imponderable human factors as aesthetic sensibility. but of course, it is potentially more interesting to actually watch realty at work on different levels. once can't just discredit that.

[Nyerp]

look at those mindless plebes shuffling around with their mouths wide open

good thing you didn't fall for it like they did since you're so enlightened unlike them

[Boogus Epirus Aurelius]

look at those mindless plebes shuffling around with their mouths wide open

good thing you didn't fall for it like they did since you're so enlightened unlike them

Nothing like that. I wasn't going for that tone. I'm not like that.

I just like looking at things.  

Uh oh.

That's actually a good perspective though if you're trying to find the point in why this guy did what he did. Actually, the whole idea is kind of douchey.

From one side, it's him kind of establishing of superiority over "gullible" people who buy into his faux-ideas and that's even worse than him being the braindead eccentric.

I guess I just looked at it as sort of parodying the kind of brokenly serious high culture and the long winded meanings behind a lot of these showings. I didn't feel like it was mean spirited, but I could see how it could be looked that way.