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Art Criticism
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Art Criticism Je suis ici pour faire des achats de dynamite. —Blaise Cendrars There are no guarantees that anything will last especially when you use these inferior materials. Thick chemical gesso slides onto recycled canvas one coat horizontal the next vertical; as soon as one dries, another arrives to contradict it. I can’t stand the silence. My ears chafe waiting for the tune of a catchy explosion. I am the neighbourhood dynamiter who never knows when opportunity might strike. One must always be alert and heavily armed against success and its enemies. This is how I am. I have no patience with craft for its own sake not like the old Chinese man standing in his garden every morning applying more red lacquer to his coffin. The Poetry of George Fetherling / 27 When the surface is hard and shiny like a beetle he will be venerated as only the ancient dead can be. I will be scattered over a wide area. Parts of me may never be found. 28 / Plans Deranged by Time ...