"For when you do it stops being art"

Sally and I came up with a way to make our art teacher all happy and get their glass display thing into the Louvre (a kindof "dream" type thing for them, lets not get into that...)by trading them for the Mona Lisa because Sally's mother needs it for some random thing. Thats not the point, but anyways....

So this absolutely brilliant art teacher of ours told me this in the response to us finding out how to get their window into the Louvre:
"never try to explain or defend art for when you do it stops being art."

This was my immediate question. How, if it's even possible, do we get art back to being art after it has stopped being art? Because art is definitely not just art anymore. It has become a booming industry for tourism. Case in point: The Vatican Museum. Home to two of Michelangelo most famous works, one of his Pietas, and the Sistine Chapel Ceiling. Do people care that Michelangelo hated painting the ceiling, after originally starting he destroyed his own work and then tried to flee the country, but was arrested and forced to start again? Hmm? Is that what art should be about, the human struggle behind each work? If we looked at a piece and said to ourselves, "Oh well that artist was just starting out, so that's why this piece looks so horrible" then it isn't what we think art should be, it is a failure in our harsh, judging eyes.

I find it amazing that artists still exist in today's modern world.

"God's Plan"

Okay. So, my mom is reading this book called "Purpose for Everyday Living," and on the back cover thing it reads "Discovering God's purpose for your life..... But perhaps your vision of what God intends for your life is not as clear as you would like." Is it just me, or is the entire point of life not knowing God's plan? Because if we knew God's plan we wouldn't be wandering around going "Oh my God my life sucks and I don't want to be a slave to religion anymore; screw religion lets just go back to Communism!" I don't think God wants Communism. But there I go, pretending I know God's plan is for us not to have Communism. Heck, as far as I know, He could have loved the USSR and cried when it collapsed!

On the first day of final exams at my school, I finished my Spanish one early so I went and hung out in the art teacher's room (they had a planning period then so it was all good). And we got into this absolutely amazing conversation about pretty much everything, and we touched on world hunger. I assured them that my Spanish teacher and I had found a way to solve world hunger with Duck Tape, and they replied that "hunger was a part of God's plan." Of course, then another staff member walks in, who just so happens to be an ex-minister. Theological discussion ensued. We determined that we cannot say anything is a part of God's plan because we humans are too stupid to understand it, and if we did our brains would explode.

So fie upon thee, Criswell Freeman, who wrote a book of quotes to tell people that "As a part of [God's] plan, He intends that you experience abundance and joy in this life, and throughout all eternity." Has it ever occurred to these people that maybe some crazy person doesn't want to know God's plan? Hmm? Isn't that supposed to be what you find out after you die and have talked to St. Peter (the guy who has the keys to the gates of Heaven and Hell) and are dancin' with the angels and singing God's praises and righteousness and all for ever and ever?

I guess it's just all a part of God's plan...

"'Cause the world is black
And hearts are cold
And there's no hope
That's what we're told."
The World is Black, Good Charlotte

I give you, uum, what is this?

Sally: nice comment

me: Your blog has been created! We've just created a blog for you. You can now add your posts to it, create your personal profile, or customize how your blog looks.
YAY!

Sally: NICE
copycat!

me: oh u know it is a nice comment
oh w/e

Sally: lol
watch me start wearing sunglasses just to get you back
lol

me: u wish
u wish u had my cr8zy good glasses skillz

Sally: U wish!
u wish u had my cool glasses!
to compliment ur skillz

me: hey, YOU wish you had a secret society!
and was pres of their own university!
totally awesome state!!!!

Sally: DO NOT!
u wish u had a secret world!
or a secret reality... heh

me: well DUH if it was a secret no one would know about it
DURAH!!!
hah hah gotcha back
oh snap
hey i cut ma hair again

Sally: how short?

me: did more of that bangie action

Sally: interesting...

me: yessir

Sally: i wanna c

me: i cut it on both sides, realized i didn't like it, so i have it all on one side
my left
u will c it calm down


This is pretty much the way my life goes.
Random conversations the rest of you have no hope of understanding.



Good luck.