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Language travels in waves
Through single track brains
Perceive the world
Then paint it
Think the idea
Then dream it
Be the dream

Be the scream
That only language can free
From confusion
And delusion
Human creation
Is breaking
Into rules
And unworthy fools are
Defining art

Like
Art is a plastic flamingo in your lawn
If you want it to be.

Art is shit smeared across the wall
(if the artist signs his name in shit-
If the shit is HIS.)

Art is something beautiful.

Art is
Art is

Art is Art.

Pay the artist a dollar to do it
And he’ll paint you a self portrait

Pay the artist a dollar to do it,
And he’ll write truth
That isn’t True at all

Pay the artist at all,
And he will be a service
no longer an artist




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On Wednesday February 6th, 2008, The Zebra Warrior (2414) writes:
you pack immpressive versatility; this has a 'performance art' edge juxtaposed with a wise procamation...that art isn't done for money but as a form of humanised creation, at least in an idealised sense. And like Ainsof eludes, the corruption begins when the art transcends its own purity into the commercialist boundaries and becomes a 'service' as you aptly describe. This has a slight social commentary feel, but rather than out and out didacticism it shows a sinuous rhythmic flow and sheds 'artistic' light, showcasing your own artistic and perhaps uncorrupted capabilities with a good connecting inner-rhyme/half rhyme working. Clever poem.....well spoken..


On Friday February 1st, 2008, Alanarchy (1616) writes:
Took the words right out of my mouth.


On Friday February 1st, 2008, Ainsof (1814) writes:
ah... such thoughts are too often too true... does not money taint every endeavor? is not the intrinsic value of life, of love, of art and the humanities so often trampled by the extrinsic doggerel of the marketplace... very nice transition in the first two stanzas... weighty thoughts.. thanks!


On Wednesday February 28th, 2007, Sin (1641) writes:
bravo! when art becomes a burden/responsibility/job does it cease to be about emotion? does it lose its meaning as it becomes an obligation? very thought provoking ~kristy


On Saturday February 10th, 2007, Freebird (659) writes:
This was so true. I liked the concept.


On Saturday February 10th, 2007, carlosjackal (1647) writes:
I enjoyed the clarity, flow and language of this piece. Very thought provoking and excellent title. Write the hell on...


On Saturday February 10th, 2007, Drifter (364) writes:
Can't say it better then Ani did, but i agree. Well said.


On Friday February 9th, 2007, Bridge (354) writes:
mmm, ok. i suppose anidayz cleared that up. and i agree...


On Friday February 9th, 2007, AniDayz (1284) writes:
this speaks clearly and creatively and quite bluntly about the truth of art and touches upon the truth IN art that cannot really be articulated into any kind of formed definition...you fully speak of the misguised


On Friday February 9th, 2007, AniDayz (1284) writes:
...and the unfortunate corporate/financial mainstream that art is all too 'commonly', almost replaced with...nobody can buy nor sell true art...one can only create and experience it...well said.


On Friday February 9th, 2007, Bridge (354) writes:
mmm, this is interesting. thought provoking too..but then, all the great writers and artists...they aren't artists cuz they got money for it?



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