I was traveling behind a car yesterday that had a bumper sticker that read: eARTh
It implied that you can’t spell earth without art. All I could think about was my car having a bumper sticker that read: fART
In the book, The Gift, Lewis Hyde writes about primitive cultures giving gifts to each other, from one tribe to the next, as a way of pacifying and establishing relationships. According to Hyde, that’s what artist’s do. Artist’s basically create commonality’s and use familiar symbolism in a way for other’s to forge a connection with the art. People sense a connection with the art, the artist and other people who also see the similarities. Without the commonalities, war would break out.
What I’m trying to say is this; Apparently it’s my job to save the world.
First I’ll take a nap. I’m so sleepy today.