Join for FREE | Take the Tour Lost Password?
Shop deviantART for the
holidays and save BIG!
Click here! :holly:
[x]

deviantART

 
:iconalias101:

~Alias101

The Trick is to Keep Breathing
ProfileGalleryPrintsFavesJournal
Sign up to follow this artist's work

stones in the ocean

Sun Feb 13, 2005, 3:47 PM
"So what's new?"
Alex paused for a moment, and looked her in the eyes.
"I have a theory," he imparted, taking a bite from the apple. He munched wetly for a few seconds, and she raised an eyebrow. He smiled. "I have a theory that since no one is able to define Art, that means that everything..." he tossed the half-eaten apple out the window, where it smashed dully and skittered over the tarmac, "is Art."
They paused. He leant forward to kiss her.
Reality snapped back.
"So what's new?" he asked, unable to think of anything else.
"I'm stitching a blanket," she replied.
"You're kidding."
"It's still art, okay?" she said, feinging objection. "It's a map. I tear scraps off things and stitch them together."
"How is that a map?"
"Is this an argument or a conversation? And don't say both - you know I hate that."
Alex laughed, and looked to the floor.
Pause.
"Are you going to eat that apple?"
4 Comments

Devious Comments

love 0 0 joy 0 0 wow 0 0 mad 0 0 sad 0 0 fear 0 0 neutral 0 0
:iconsanpako:
~sanpako Feb 13, 2005, 9:06:32 PM
if everything is art, then art is nothing.

god, I like to say that.

I like this thing. it's cute.

--
say something worthwhile.
:iconalias101:
~Alias101 Feb 14, 2005, 7:34:30 AM
ah, random philosophies. so fun. so pointless. ("Art IS. isn't that enough?")

--
You could say thanks, or spread news of my undeniable greatness

Ceci n'est pas une autographe...
:iconrose-tree:
~rose-tree Mar 1, 2005, 6:08:46 AM
'cute' is the right word. sickeningly cheesy, which is why i like it. u say nothing about the subject, pretending to say an aweful lot. is 'art' part of their foreplay? it reads like it... hmmm...

--
catch the smell of rain
:iconalias101:
~Alias101 Mar 1, 2005, 1:50:53 PM
It's a brief extract from a sprawling epic I have in mind. HE woke up on a beach three years ago with no memory of any former life... SHE has the best scene later on when she smashes her mother's gravestone with a sledgehammer. They both dabble in the whole arty/musical thing - throwing water balloons filled with paint onto a canvas on the street below, for example. But they are not the whole story - the other half is an unsatisfied, enigmatic woman in the 1920s who commits suicide in the town, and has had a major bearing on the events of the modern day. But how?

--
You could say thanks, or spread news of my undeniable greatness

Ceci n'est pas une autographe...
Previous PageNext Page

Journal History

Site Map