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Primitive Art Picasso - Equal and Opposite

The sound of my own farce

If there's one thing that gets me going it would have to be dried fruits. Just the very sight of a dehydrated organic reproductive organiser gets me wiping the tears from my arse. You can be sure that the merest sign of a toilet gets me running like nothing else. If you're in my way you can be certain that I won't let you. When I find myself in this predicament there's only one thing that can calm me down. A couple of slices of butterless toast tends to dry me up like not much else save for a suitable end. If this was that then I'd probably be on my bike. If there's one thing I won't pedal it would have to be my own crap. I simply refuse to bang on my own eardrum with the odorous sound of my own farce.

It's just not that uncommon for me to go off on a tangent about this time. Or make a new introduction with a lovely little sentence. Or two. The addition of a few new noughts is sure to get you sinking my praises. I certainly think highly enough of you to think that you might realise your own incapacity for reason in the face of my farce. It's just so much certainty that gets me just pumping things out in this vain. I could definitely be sure of my own fragility if there was any evidence to indicate such a thought. It's in this way that life just carries me along in its wake. Even as I sleep. Dried fruits make me feel all wet in the back bottom. Let me get myself to the waste dispersal unit. Crap.

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January 26th 2009 @ 23:13

Posted By: Norm - Category: Primitive Art, Picasso

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If we take the example of Leonardo da Vinci and Pablo Picasso, and, assuming we care, accept the fact that they are essentially opposite, we ask ourselves, "I wonder what's on television now?". The simple fact is that simple facts are never facts. If the opposition, the magnetic polarisation, exists for the planet, why not for us and the most visible works on the landscape (theirs)? That we've failed to see this, failed to highlight it, failed to walk down to the shops naked, is a wringing endorsement for laundry products. I couldn't tell you how many times I've told you this. Leo and Pablo, our precious couple of personas, were actual people making actual choices along the way of life bound upon. That they were bound to make decisions that were diametrically opposite to the other is something that just slips under the radiator, and starts to stink. It stinks that lives and works aren't seen in relationship to their opposite (never you mind equals). It stinks that I don't wash my undies. Seen this way we can see how elemental we are. Salty in the pants. We are no more than the basic agents for elemental farces. The common ground coffee these two, Leo and Pab, drink is not even theirs. I despise beverage thieves. If I could see it I'd say it. Sadly, mine eyes are full of dust. Once again. Leonardo and Picasso: opposite.

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December 27th 2007 @ 23:07

Posted By: Norm - Category: Primitive Art, Picasso

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I could sit here and tell you that I have what it is you're looking for. I couldn't. I have nothing of value to offend, at all. A tall tale or two I can leave well enough alone. Enough alone, I'm alone enough. Say what you like about sayings, they're about right. The simple fact is that we all have opposites, equals. To know this is about as close as you can come to discovering the underlaying truth beneath the carpet. To know the exact opposites and equals is a matter for human fallibility. I could fall over my own feet looking for my ear-shoes. There are no issues. The only issue worth looking into is where does everyone fit. Uncontrollable fits require infestations. I could name a hundred or more actual cases of equality and opposition but my hands hurt. I could be wrong, but I'm not. If you think I'm happy about it just look at my downtrodden mask. It doesn't matter who you are, where you come from, the size of your buttocks or what you do, this thesis is always true. I wish it wasn't the case, my little baskets. Sadly, you might accept my proposition. Sleep with me on it. I tell you, begin to see people and their works in this way. You'll see the world in a hole. If I thought I had anything else to offer the world I'd do that. This is my eternal present. To you I say, see it and know it. I also say, have a laugh. Can't help you there. Off the top of my head: an absolute fact. Leonardo da Vinci and Picasso: opposite. The real quest is for the underlying ground that they share. And why at all the world this way. Some essential natural force? Providence? Accident? Falsehood?

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