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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Sunday, September 6, 2015

It's Not Art Unless It Has the Potential To Be a Disaster

Photo by Christopher Jobson for Colossal
The gallery’s ready
The artist is in
The crowd stands waiting
For it to begin
The doors are open
The Chardonnay flowing
Critics’ heads nodding
With insiders’ knowing
Wallets are bursting
With checkbooks and cash
While patrons muse anxiously
“Genius or trash?”
The gasp is collective
Rejection? Disdain?
“It’s perfectly awful-
He’s done it again!”



9 comments:

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

*Grin.*

hedgewitch said...

Laughing...so true. Have to say, I love art, but the art world, not so much...

georgeplaceblog said...

I think it is a shame that people only buy art because it may become valuable. One should buy what moves them. Fun poem.

Kerry O'Connor said...

Ha! This is right on the money!

Other Mary said...

Hahahaha - love this! And I love the pic you have with it too.

Outlawyer said...

Ha! This is super clever, Lola. I was married to a painter for some years and spent some time with the NY art scene--it is so extreme as you've caught! Thanks. k.

Mama Zen said...

Love!

Yvonne Osborne said...

Great!

brudberg said...

Could not be more true.. that's art.