mood: lazy
music: 'winter a-go-go' by yo la tengo
the streetlights of downtown santa monica blur into a constant line. with the top down, i have to turn my music up louder to hear it. 'confusion in her eyes that says it all: she's lost control,' i sing to the infectious beat.
faster and faster i'm flying down the street. any number of things could stop me, but none of them seem present tonight. as i reach an intersection, i glance once left and once right, then swivel my head back forwards to look that glowing red eye face-to-face as it get closer and closer and finally disappears behind me.
and i zoom past the buildings, past the crosswalks, past the rays of colored light. up ahead, i see those all too familiar tailights. slowing down i see the triangular prism on the roof: an ad for a dating service. relieved i set my foot back down on the gas and return to breakneck status.
2 comments:
okay, so it was on purpose that you made a speaker (in the previous post) of almost annoying proportions. That's good; it seems these days that when people do that they go overboard and instead of making a point they make a nasty gaping rip and get rather smug about having done it.
a couple weeks ago i went to an art museum in wakayama city. the modern stuff, some of it, was so amazing. the detail on huge canvass, the time and patience it must have taken. most of the older works were land- or cityscapes, impressive also. they had an edward munch as well.
ooo munch is good.
yeah, the detail in some of those pieces is quite impressive. i think of post-modern/contemporary art and i feel kinda jipped sometimes. i understand a majority of the sentiments encased there, but i think it's not an extraordinary showcase of talent to rip out a urinal, paint your name on it, and call it 'fountain'. creativity, maybe. but talent, ehh.....
don't get me wrong, i love those kinds of pieces, but i don't know if something like that can be as moving as looking at a plain surface turned beautiful by thousands of delicate brushstrokes.
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