What is art? Is this some of it, and if it isn't, then what is it? Is a painting of leaves art? Is a football game art? What about teams of men repairing asphalt? If not them, how about people going around painting asphalt? Can you artistically endure a snowstorm? Ir not, can you endure building a snowman? Is parking next to the university library? How can it be, if no one has ever managed to do it? Are hamsters art? If not, can they be part of art? And what of noise? In short, can we define art any more precisely than ``I don't know what that is but I know I don't like it''?
The rest of this entry is over at my humor blog, and see if it isn't. Other pieces run since last week's big entry, Also, Heidegger Was A Shingle Weaver, were:
- Socrates and the Aftermath, about what
bunny_hugger and I learned, and failed to learn, from that Heidegger article.
- Socrates and the Aftermath of the Aftermath, in which I make fun of the way the Ancient Greeks ran their business, because their business amounted to killing people they were immediately sorry they did.
- Those Special Sparks, speculating about how it is that Sparks ended up in the movie Rollercoaster
- The Leaves And The Fishes, about the backyard.
- Comic Strips: Math and Michigan, a link to my mathematics blog about comic strips and my sulking about Pearls Before Swine.
- S J Perelman: Poisonous Mushrooms, a great humorist's writings about mushrooms.
Trivia: In November 1916 Kaiser William II and Emperor Francis Joseph issued a joint proclamation promising the Polish people ``an independent State, with a hereditary and constitutional monarchy''. Only 1,400 Poles joined the German forces following the promise, rather than the fifteen divisions which Ludendorff hoped for. Source: The Struggle For Mastery In Europe, 1848 - 1918, A J P Taylor.
Currently Reading: The Taste Of War: World War II and the Battle for Food, Lizzie Collingham.
