II. Red Sun Saint.

[maleficentia]

Comments

[mclovinit]

Are you calling us Yokos like Yoko Onos?

[maleficentia]

Two points to the man in the back.

[mclovinit]

What does that have to do with writing shit, homes? All she ever did was break up the Beatles.

[maleficentia]

A) I'm referring to artistic work in general, despite the focus on drama and fiction.

B) That's not even remotely true. She also subjected society to her performance 'artwork.'

[bonesandbottles]

Do not bash performance art, bro. She was revolutionary.

[maleficentia]

I'm bitter about what's been done since her time.

[bonesandbottles]

Aren't we all, Asher? Aren't we all.

[maleficentia]

To be frank? I think it's just the two of us.

[giftapfel]

The three of us and Joseph Beuys.

[maleficentia]

---save for the fact that he's dead.

[giftapfel]

[maleficentia]

If you'll take a moment, you'll notice we were talking about what's become of performance art in recent years--we've already covered the fact that it was better in the days of Beuys.

I do love a good discussion, but pay attention if you plan on jumping in.

[giftapfel]

I did, an in answer to your qualm that it was only you and Mr. Klutch that were saddened by the horrible degeneration of what could have been a marvelous artistic revolution; I responded that it was also Mr. Beuys and I that were irritated and bitter about the current influx of shock pieces and horrifically thought out feminist/anti-war/vegan garbage that monopolizes Washington Square Park these days.

Perhaps I did not make myself clear enough, Sir, I do apologize.

[mclovinit]

Oh. But it was shit artwork that nobody ever heard about, so it might as well not have existed.

[maleficentia]

That, my young non-friend, is a statement with which I'd have to take issue.

[mclovinit]

oh shit What?