We appear to have accidently stumbled into the world of outsider art
and the avent garde an interesting thing to happen when we have a private view
at Napoleon Beelzebub’s Very Strange Victorian Curiosity Shop tonight, which is
inside. It is a strange world that of the Avant Garde and its now almost
forgotten origins in the tale of the mystical Avant Guard of the Avant Garden
The rambling diary of an ordinary slightly quirky dodgy artist in the rolling hills of the English Welsh borders, telling the tale of the life of the common man in an uncommon way and also explaining many things about science and the world. Zombies, Monsters and strange mechanical things included by request. Plus some bad Poetry
Thursday 1 September 2011
the pretentious world of mass media and talent shows. Outsider Art and the avent garde
The dog told me of a time when a princess; Princess
Avant lived a strange life far away in the wild hills creating wondrous art and
sculpture in her crumbling palace garden (The Avent Garden), protected by the Avant
Guard in their strange uniforms. After many, many years of hard work she was
final recognized as an artist of great talent receiving much fame glory and
fortune. The Avant Guard prospered as they were hired to protect the many
strange works of art that all the hard working artists produced hoping for
their own chance at fame glory and fortune.
Then one day the pretentious new world of television
discovered talent shows where much fame glory and fortune could be achieved but
only for 15minutes because it did note require work or talent and the Avant
Guard were no longer required because there was little or nothing to guard.
They were disheartened and vanished hunting for the strange but beautiful art
they use to love guarding in the old days, wandering far out into the outside
world, where they remain to this day guarding those few pieces of Outsider Art
in places as yet undiscovered by the pretentious world of mass media and talent
shows.
Anyway it has been a lovely sunny day and me and
Mercedes have spent much of the day running about going UGGGGGH tea pot, UGGGGGH
book, UGGGGGH tree, UGGGGGH pelicans
UGGGGGH strange man with pointy horns and two missing nails. The man with the missing nails said he
misplaced them in a shop and they were accidently bought by a Russian spy who
mistook them for microfilm (easily done). He also said to give Mr Beelzebub his
regards for later as he can not get to the preview he has to see a man about a
dog, I think the man is that Mr Pavlov his dog never does what its meant too....
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Robby, how do I join the Avant-Guard? They sound like just a few and far between, but with a noble cause.
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