what is art?

call me mary.

mary mary quite contrary.

what is art?

is a urinal in the Met art?
what if you take a dump in the same urinal? does that change its title?

well i have crossed the line. i have edited myself. the one thing that i said i wouldn't do.

i know you're thinking. what?
if this is edited then what was there before?

know your audience is one of the most important elements in the creation of a design.

hold nothing back is one of the most important elements of art.

the problem is that when i'm an artist, i'm one who will not be appreciated until like 50 years later.

all my art will do now is offend and alienate. so be it.

charles opened pandora's box when he told me not to edit this blog.

i'm pretty sure that he meant to talk about losing, he didn't realize that the way i would interpret it would be to completely open my thoughts to you all.

friends and family are probably appalled.

i could be wrong, maybe some do wan't to read crap like this. but unless i get comments asking for it, i'm gonna stop talking about my deepest thoughts and fears.

i can just feel people covering their eyes with their hands like they would if a child walked in during a violent movie.

now i have come full circle at least once.

maybe i shouldn't take two days off any more.

mn (sign of weakness)

my mother has great talent as a writer, and my father has great talent as an artist. and this the way i use both those talents?