Too Much Information: Guilty Pleasures

Guilty Pleasures

I wish I were an outstanding stand-up comedian

Talkin’ freely of one’s guilt-ridden pleasures

To unabashed comfortably positioned plebeians

Laughing out loud without safety measures Continue reading

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The Immaterial Icarus: Yves Klein

 

klein_le peintre de l'espace se jette dans le vide

“L’Art C’Est La Santé”

Dying of ridicule, you, Yves, Prince of the void? I suppose this is only a neo-romantic critic’s invention
After Mondo Cane ridiculation: “you are a charlatan”; that should have been enough for infarction
But it took 3 typological fairy tale heart attacks to do you in:
You would have never renounced to ride your Time Machine
Dog’s world or Dante’s
For “l’art c’est la santé” Continue reading

Radical Rhetoric: literature as ‘Happy Creation’ and Blogging

In a previous post, I chose Jeb Birdman Corliss as an extreme case of ‘follow- your- passion’ type. As I roam the Blogocean, some bloggers choose to navigate the highs and lows of their lives through poetry, it is true from the comfort of their homes, but it does not mean that this endeavor is void of any risk. Continue reading

Icarus: the Obligation to Feel Good

Bruegel_IcarusWhy Icarus?

O no, she’s at it again with her Icarus! Yes, I’m at it again, but this time to make a little re-view of “why Icarus?“. Continue reading