Art is good when it springs from necessity. This kind of origin is the guarantee of its value; there is no other. |
Art need no longer be an account of past sensations. It can become the direct organization of more highly evolved sensations. It is a question of producing ourselves, not things that enslave us. |
Art need no longer be an account of past sensations. It can become the direct organization of more highly evolved sensations. It is a question of producing ourselves, not things that enslave us. |
As for my father, few souls are less troubled. He can be simply pleased with us, pleased that we exist, and, from the vantage point of his wondrously serene old age, he contemplates our lives almost as if they were books he can dip into whenever he wants. His back pages, perhaps. |
Comedy is tragedy that happens to other people. |
Dinner was awesome. Mr. Rings can cook. And the kids did great serving. |
Drosselmeier had unwittingly exposed himself to an overdose of reality, and it had destroyed his reason. |
Fine art, that exists for itself alone, is art in a final state of impotence. If nobody, including the artist, acknowledges art as a means of knowing the world, then art is relegated to a kind of rumpus room of the mind and the irresponsibility of the artist and the irrelevance of art to actual living becomes part and parcel of the practice of art. |
Hollywood... was the place where the United States perpetrated itself as a universal dream and put the dream into mass production. |
I see this every day. If it's not a hand-out, if it's not free, if it requires a little work, they don't care for it. |
I think the adjective ''post-modernist'' really means ''mannerist.'' Books about books is fun but frivolous. |
I was sitting in the looping studio late one night, and I had this epiphany that they weren't paying me for my acting, for God's sake, but to own me. And from then on, it became clear and an awful lot easier to deal with. |
Iconic clothing has been secularized. A guardsman in a dress uniform is ostensibly an icon of aggression; his coat is red as the blood he hopes to shed. Seen on a coat-hanger, with no man inside it, the uniform loses all its blustering significance and, to the innocent eye seduced by decorative color and tactile braid, it is as abstract in symbolic information as a parasol to an Eskimo. It becomes simply magnificent. |
If Miss means respectably unmarried, and Mrs. respectably married, then Ms. means nudge, nudge, wink, wink. |
In the mythic schema of all relations between men and women, man proposes, and woman is disposed of. |