To be or Not to be…

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Knock-knock.

Who’s there?

Whyyoustillbloggin’

Whyyoustillbloggin’ who?

Whyyoustillbloggin’ when I heard that nobody reads yer shit.

Ouch, that’s cold.

Let’s maybe make this a short read with a small chore. We’ll take a poll. The world is full of polls right now, what’s one more?

Should I:
a)keep the blog alive?
b)let the blog quietly and peacefully pass on?
c)eliminate the writing while continuing to find and post humorous if not always art-related photos?
d)give up the art charade once and for all?
e)go back to college for yet another difficult to obtain but real-world obsolete degree in art history or some shit that might let me eventually work on a Ph.D?
or
f)just get a library card?

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I read now that Robert Rauschenberg passed away Monday. I suppose that makes a lot of people sad, and I am sorry to hear about that. His work has always somewhat confused me, not necessarily because of the work itself, but rather because I have rarely agreed with what the critics and historians have said about his work. Like when Saltz called him an ‘artist suicide bomber.’ What the fuck is that all about? Seriously Jerry, even R.R. knew when to say when on the theatrics. Maybe the writers have more intimate information about his intentions than I do, which is likely the case. Anyway, I am hesitant to go into it. Maybe they have Ph.Ds and I don’t. Sleep well Bobby, sleep well.

Sheesh, this is getting more morbid by the minute. How are the results of the poll coming along? Let’s hit the newsdesk… So far not a single vote for any of the six choices. The art world has spoken, very softly. I guess the seventh choice was either:
g)how about take yer poll and shove it?
or
g)since when did you have a blog?

Since back in the day.

One Response to “To be or Not to be…”

  1. Chichi Jackson Says:

    A., F., possibly E, but how smart can a person get?
    A Sagg spawned of a sagg, not much hope there. sorry.

    Like I said, give David Byrne a call.
    Put it in a book,
    Blame your parents.
    Blame Mugs, she read teh cards whenyou were about a month old. wasn’t good news.
    But hey, your mother loves you!

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