Park Life

I freely admit that I like 'her' ever since those drunken tv appearances, but her obsession with the body...Leves me cold. Damian and his sharks and stuff is more iconaclastic. Hirst is a fantastic pop artist. At least his stuff is fun to look at. His new diamond skull thing is further proof of this imo.

I freely admit that I like 'her' ever since those drunken tv appearances, but her obsession with the body...Leves me cold. Damian and his sharks and stuff is more iconaclastic.

An installation piece perhaps?

Always admired he bravura as a person rather than her 'art'. The bed was the final straw for me. "In the centre of the first gallery, Emin has created four wooden constructions made of criss-crossed sticks, formless columns that look so fragile you could knock them over with a feather. Elsewhere, we find her signature embroideries, one with the words "No / You / Still / Hurt". A love poem in pink neon reads, in part: "every part of my body is screaming / smashed into a thousand million pieces..." In recent paintings in acrylic, Emin's subject is once again her own fragmented body, which she presents as abject, a passive receptacle, a thing to be penetrated. As you can see from all this, she has only has one subject - Tracey's fragility, Tracey's pain, Tracey's sense of betrayal. And so far, here in Britain, that's been fine. But, by showcasing this body of work in the international context of the Venice Biennale, the British Council has cruelly exposed Emin's limitations as an artist." http://www.telegraph.co.uk/arts/main.jhtml...2/baemin112.xml

The art of begging encapsulated in one post.

Been there, done that. Microdots were always the daddy for tripping. Couldn't think of nothing worse than taking an acid these days. It's alright when your younger with no responsibilities but the come down would be horrific I reckon now I'm older This is the thing. Would never touch acid type thngs now I'm a bit older and realise I'm more vulernable than I thought.

They say this kind of stuff is like a race memory of old information, not sure where it is stored mind. Some South American Shamen's see 'a snake that talks' often before revelations. A modern interpretation of this and discussed in some studies is that 'the snake' is your dna.

I used to love those moments. Remember in the garden once talking to a tree for some time and the branches coming down and offering me some kind of ride.

It'll go to arbitration. Nothing to get het up about really.

I am the William Burroughs of internet forums I'll have you know.

It's very liberating you know. You dirty bastard ....not when you're hallucinating you're in the rainforest...

It's very liberating you know.

Then there is the 'ghost begger', one you see in multiple locations who stares directly at you.

Made big bucks in Tinseltown for a bit. Then started freebasing late at night with some faliled writers in a garage in the heights. Phil Collins? Yeah. *Totally made up though. I wish it was true. Would probably give his career a whole new lease of life. Made a killing doing music for Disney and others a few years ago.

The cat was their lucky charm. I've slept on it, and I think it's exactly the opposite. The cat is the harbinger of death. It showed all it's attention to Chrissy's photo, until Paulie relucantly accepted the new patch, when it switched to looking at him. He's as good as dead. His instinct to stay away was right. As soon as he thought he was out, Tony pulled him back in...and the cat switched attention to him. I've clearly over romantacised this cat.

Could be a new Disney feature, that. Ghostly White Jade and the Seven Poisoned Z-List Dwarves - introducing Skanky, Filthy, Dirty, Mingy, Gobby, Nasty and Bint.

Made big bucks in Tinseltown for a bit. Then started freebasing late at night with some faliled writers in a garage in the heights. Phil Collins? Yeah. *Totally made up though.

Then there is the 'claw' begger. Not a hand as such more like a bedraggled gnarled tree thing - pawing at your finery.

She's got a point like, they should have sent her to the chair for contempt of court Chair's too good for her!

Some of the Africans selling sunglasses and stuff in Paris get a bit lairy. Paris must be a begging haven mind. Americans are begging nirvana.

They all seem to have sports bags for some reason....Adidas, Puma etc..

He lives on in our hearts fella.

Groove Armada - Save your soul. (with that grandmaster flash sample in it).

Is that one of his distuingishing features? Nah classic prop.

....and a little squeeze right?