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… I feel a litte better now. HAHA.
But talk about disillusionment. Somehow I’m beginning to see where the phrase “those who can’t do, teach” might have come from. It’s all in the mind for some of these people. Literally. High-flown, airy-fairy theory with no practical use except in the experimental world of art Art that only the “elite” can appreciate. (I’m getting the impression these days that “elite” should be replaced by “insane.”)
And my most-hated type of art is officially surrealism. There’s nothing more distorted, perverted and disturbing than surrealistic art. The concepts are disturbing and the appearance is, more often than not, plain ugly or creepy.
Philippians 4:8, people. Philippians 4:8.
… whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.