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If you care about art, and discussing art, then few things are as frustrating as someone retreating into “well, it’s all subjective anyways.” The phrase is a thought-terminating cliche par excellence. It’s true that the individual aesthetic experience is subjective, but this is a small part of art, and often not even that interesting. A […]
A garden gnome fixed Sarah with a beady stare. They were littered everywhere; she’d nearly tripped twice already. Short ones, fat ones, red ones, blue … they colonized everything from the porch to the gate, poking out from the flowerbeds and standing guard along the driveway. She’d rehearsed what to say many times over the […]
What happens when you run out of things to read? Consider the zoomer aesthete, stricken by the twin afflictions of leviathan appetite and particular tastes. They haven’t read everything, but they’ve certainly read everything they care to. Discerning enough to deem their well tapped dry, whereto look they now, yon unknown frontier? Why, the mysterious […]
In 1886 a fellow by the name of A. E. Housman was in a bind. It turned out that his poems were too depressing to publish! To give you some idea, I paged through the collection and took note of his subjects: (sharp inhale) … and closing out with: Housman was forced to self-publish the […]
I promised myself no metaposting until the end of the month, but I’m a naughty boy, I just can’t help myself … to compromise, this will be an extra post on top of the daily one. I’ll start with the fun stuff and talk about the writing later. Who cares about writing? (If you found […]
Dantalion’s warnings were well-taken, but after three nights’ sleepless and intimate acquaintance with dear missus Daskalakis et al. his words were far from my thoughts, and one evening I found myself with little surprise waltzing into Athamasius’s. It was a cozy sort of establishment, as far as these things go, and it didn’t take long […]
Slubberdegullion, they called me. Well, I called myself, but they followed soon enough. It was only a year ago that started the slide into this fuddled fugue. Trudging out of the library was I, bent-double under a burden of books and slouched in self-loathing. I had just about busted a brain vessel trying to decipher […]
Very mysteriously, I spent the whole semester faffing about and accomplishing approximately nothing of worth. Wine-soaked and desultory, my mornings, evenings, and afternoons found themselves filled with idle and useless engagements towards which I — not one to do anything by halves — devotedly myself wholeheartedly. I daydreamt til I could spin up an ensemble […]
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