December 2008
5 posts
ODE ON THE MAMMOTH CHEESE.
logista:
Weight over seven thousand pounds.
We have seen thee, queen of cheese, Lying quietly at your ease, Gently fanned by evening breeze, Thy fair form no flies dare seize.
All gaily dressed soon you’ll go To the great Provincial show, To be admired by many a beau In the city of Toronto.
Cows numerous as a swarm of bees, Or as the leaves upon the trees, It did require to make thee...
the process
Reading a book about a computer language called Processing. Author says:
I, on the other hand, trained as a fine artist, was taught to let go of the need to understand everything and to learn to find structure and meaning in the process.
Wha? I was never taught about finding meaning in the process of art-making, I was only evaluated on my end product. Did the end product express a meaning,...