Wednesday, May 26, 2004
I know I should be a bit distressed by all those arts going up in flames, but somehow I can't get that bothered about it. In fact, I find it strangely exhilirating, barbarian that I am. The conflagration is a bit of an art in itself - a comment on the disposability and ephemeral nature of today's creativity. Or something. I feel doubly guilty because Brian Sewell describes it as a tragedy, and he's never wrong.
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