Are Video Games Art?

Spend enough time around internet forums and video games and you’ll encounter the same tired pseudo-intellectuals that pretend to philosophize about arts and entertainment.  There is always a trend, no matter the fandom, to take your hobby a little more seriously then it probably deserves.  There isn’t usually anything wrong with that, so long as you don’t go overboard and start calling it something it isn’t or investing unhealthy amounts of time into it.  Hobbies are, after all, hobbies. Continue reading “Are Video Games Art?”

Find Your Own Van Goh

There’s a distinct feeling of dread that accompanies crossing the threshold into the contemporary art galleries of a metropolitan museum.  You already know what you’re in for, and yet, every time, you get hit with the same feeling of disgust seeing exhibit after exhibit trying to flaunt its puerile sense of self-important meaninglessness.  Spend enough time there and you’ll certainly get jaded, but the disgust will never go away. Continue reading “Find Your Own Van Goh”

An Afternoon at the Baltimore Museum of Art

Take a trip into downtown Baltimore sometime, see the sights, brave the traffic, and dodge the ragtag collection of pedestrians and street cops that mob the crisscrossing byways.  Find your way over to Johns Hopkins University, and located on campus is the Baltimore Museum of Art—a somewhat impressive structure informed by the Roman-style panache of American architect John Russel Pope.  It’s not an unattractive building by any means, at least from certain angles, but step into its eastern shadow and it ceases to look Roman at all, verging more on brutalism than anything else.  But we’ll get to that later. Continue reading “An Afternoon at the Baltimore Museum of Art”

A Few Brief Words on Poetry

What, exactly, is poetry?  The Modern world has no answer to that question, just as it has no answer to what, exactly, a novel is, or what, exactly, a symphony is, or what, exactly, a portrait is.  In each case, it has made room for appeals to the old forms of artwork accessible as nostalgic throw-backs to a period which its denizens barely understand; such appeals, however, are inescapably marred by irony, pompousness, and frequently border on kitsch. Continue reading “A Few Brief Words on Poetry”

On Writing and How to Write, in Brief

Writing is tough.  I’ve been doing it for years, and from experience, I can tell you that only the most superficial elements of it get any easier.  Like any skill or craft, the more you do it, the easier certain technical aspects become; the real art of it, though—the purpose behind each piece—remains just as difficult to develop after fifteen years as it did at first.  Anyone who makes claims to the contrary is either pulling your leg, trying to sell you something, or is a uniquely terrible writer. Continue reading “On Writing and How to Write, in Brief”

Black Friday

Hello, hello, and welcome; today is a special day. Today, we voluptuously endorse the means and ends of our wonderful indulgence; today we celebrate the crashing of the market and the depredation that solidified our most Supreme Chancellor F.D.R. into his seat of residency up until he’d have lost prior to the outbreak of the second mega-shitstorm of war. Thank you, thank you!  Blessed be, blessed be!  mmMMMmm Continue reading “Black Friday”

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