Tuesday, 1 April 2014

More suffering for Art


What I love about this photo is the body language. Some poor art expert has agreed to be photographed giving a critique at a local girl's school to publicise an open-day, and is doing his damnedest to look as though he is concentrating on the magnum opus. He wears a serious frown (obliterated by me) and one hand holds the other just in case either of them take on a will of their own.

I'm sorry, but I find this picture very funny.

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  1. Hello Tom:

    And so do we. What a task! Poor man, poorer girl! Or, poor girl, poorer man!

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    1. They're both as innocent as each other.

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  2. Fuzzy faced people turn up everywhere these days.

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    1. You can't get any more fuzzy-faced than one of John's dogs.

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  3. The photographer's studio was obviously far too clean to be taken seriously, hence the random coffee stains beneath the easels. Nice touch!

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    1. Never even looked at those, and I still haven't.

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  4. Tom, you are seriously projecting - as we all know, slim brunettes wearing blue are your thing.

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    1. I'm not even going to comment on that - oh, I just did.

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    2. P.S. - I'm not seriously projecting, it's just these designer trousers.

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  5. It is the same with most 'posed' pictures isn't it - what they lack is sincerity.

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    1. All mine lack insincerity. You know, 'grainy'.

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  6. The Crit.
    Rachel, I cannot quite see where you are coming from. There seem to be lots of issues going on here. What was behind your decision to use this piece of detritus from the bin lorry for this drawing? And why did you choose the knife to scratch your drawing instead of your pens? And have you considered the texture of the sack you are using as... um ... not sure what you are doing there Rachel and what do these words FUCK OFF mean Rachel. Clearly there is a lot going on here.

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    1. You sound as though you had the same sort of crits as I had at college.

      The girl in the picture does not look as though she is undergoing one of those. I remember males and females leaving the room in tears, back in 1969. A friend of mine and Cro's calmly walked off, got a large axe, then destroyed 3 year's worth of work in 1970. The tutor left the room in a hurry.

      That told them!

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  7. Ah the crits. What memories. Crying somewhere in the room was de rigueur. I destroyed all my work at the end of the first term.. I finished it all off last summer when I destroyed the rest including my MA stuff which was the biggest load of shite ever. I don't think the girl in the picture has lived yet.

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    1. No she hasn't, but you have. Never mind, it's all done with now, and you have the rest of you life to look forward to. You left it pretty late to destroy your MA stuff, but what's done is done. I like your drawings, btw - scratchy, but nice.

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    2. Bloody hell, no need to get morbid. I only did the MA in 2007 but of course I have got the rest of my life to look forward to as you say..............

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    3. I think I must have mistaken you for the football-supporting sister of an old girlfriend of mine. She is obviously much older than you.

      I do beg your pardon, and I wish you a good day.

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    4. There seems to be some confusion here but I am not sure what it is so I will shut up for a change.

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    5. I thought you were a woman called Rachel Anderson who was - and probably still is - the sister of an old girlfriend of mine, whose mother was called Verily Anderson and was best mates with the Queen Mother, though they are both now deceased - otherwise known as stone dead.

      There is a woman called Rachel Anderson who was the first woman to have ever been elected to the board of FIFA, and I was convinced this was you.

      I now think that the conclusions I came to when Googling you up were nothing but a sheer - if amazing - coincidence, and I would be very grateful if you returned to just slagging me off for the fool I am and not coming after me with a razor.

      God bless.

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    6. Ok. So I am not her. I told you days ago that I didn't understand what you were talking about. As if a Fifa member would be reading your blog! And what is the coincidence you talk about? Does she also draw and talk about priests ? How apt that it is April fools day.

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    7. Well I'm not entirely convinced you are not her, but why should a FIFA member not read my blog?

      I call upon all FIFA members who do follow me to show themselves now.

      Anyway, all the Andersons remind me of you, so no harm done, eh?

      (Oh for fuck's sake, help me out someone...)

      I WANT TO FUCKING DIE!

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    8. Rachel, what is your last name?! How did you find my blog? WHAT is your interest in my fucking blog? Do you or do you not have a sense of humour?

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    9. For god's sake get a grip of yourself Stephenson.

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    10. Sorry. I am overcome with the news of the death of Miss Fi-Fi's cat. All the pussies in my world are fast disappearing, and getting a grip is all I have left to me.

      It is polite to place a capital 'G' for 'God', by the way. He takes a dim view of g.

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    11. Right. I am sort of rested now, but it was a hard night...

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  8. Art critics are crazy people and who understands what they are talking about.
    Merle................

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    1. Hmmm. I don't think so.

      They don't understands, they just tries to get every other fucker to THINK they understands, and think they are clever for the understanding.

      I is trained in understanding, and I have understands for many years now, so I understands what I is talking about.

      Also, you don't have to be crazy to understands art.

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