Narcissus-X contemplates the nadiric zenith of recursive revulsion.
Again and again and again the philistine purveyors of prefabricated pseudo-art, like plebeian Potiphars, throw pretentious pomposities! Casting uncultured pearls before swine, these pretenders defame Art!
Art! True Art! Narcissus-X is True Artist! Wrenching wretched realities into the dark of night! Illuminating the unilluminable as flocks of red-eyed penguins streak overhead!
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Narcissus-X Returns From the Digital Abyss
Away, anachronistic antagonists and your archaic obsession with forms and figures!
For Narcissus-X heeds not mere philistine concerns of from whence lucre flows and where it goes. What use such trivialities to the Artist?
For Narcissus-X is Artist! Narcissus-X perceives! Ponders! Creates!
Let puerile pettifoggers of philistine intent deal with such gross matters. Let Narcissus-X perceive! Ponder! Create! For deep in the digital abyss has Narcissus-X delved: finding wonder and fanged ducks with raven wings flying across loon-lit lakes of livery stables.
For Narcissus-X heeds not mere philistine concerns of from whence lucre flows and where it goes. What use such trivialities to the Artist?
For Narcissus-X is Artist! Narcissus-X perceives! Ponders! Creates!
Let puerile pettifoggers of philistine intent deal with such gross matters. Let Narcissus-X perceive! Ponder! Create! For deep in the digital abyss has Narcissus-X delved: finding wonder and fanged ducks with raven wings flying across loon-lit lakes of livery stables.
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