Friday, August 05, 2005
While reading the book Rats Saw God, I stumbled across a new art term: Dada. Dadaism was an art movement, or should I say an anti-art movement which started during World War I. I'm not much of a fine artist, I tend to fall on the commercial art side of the line drawn in the sand, however, if I were a fine artist, I'd be a dadaist. Why? Just because. That's the whole idea behind dadaism, art with no logical explanation. Dada is art for the sake of art and don't ask me no questions why. For everything art stands for, Dada represents the opposite. The non-conformist living inside my brain kinda likes that philosophy.
Thing is, the sports editors at my newspaper gig didn't know I'd recently unearthed a new art form. They requested an illustration from me right smack-dab in the middle of my new finding. The above illustration is the result of my applying those new found principles. The sports editors were speechless. Literally. I'm an art guy. They're sports guys.
WTF they expect?<---(see, I got my cool on). This illustration ran on the Austin American Statesman's sports cover with a story having to do with all the new college sports TV channels.
Ask me what this is, go 'head. My new dadist answer: It just is.
Unrelated thought for the day: I'm not a historian or a scholar. My community college degree knows nothing about world history beyond yesterday. But I'm gonna ask two politically incorrect questions anyway. Why is Africa in trouble? Again? And again. And again. And again.
And why do folks think that throwing more money at them is gonna help?
Another thought: I'm not bloggin for awhile is apparently relative.