Good heavens. I’m not sure what I expected from that title, but it’s not a good day to have eyes or a functioning set of frontal lobes. The lady was clearly.… fond of her animal companion.
I’m always slightly exasperated when artists or critics deny what’s clear to the eye, but I’m not Georgia O’Keeffe:
Instead, at best, I’m mildly aggrieved, and retreat to the comfortingly clear bosoms of rat-adjacent discourse. They’re doing interesting things with their epistemics, out there in the wild. I want little part of it.
Good heavens. I’m not sure what I expected from that title, but it’s not a good day to have eyes or a functioning set of frontal lobes. The lady was clearly.… fond of her animal companion.
I’m always slightly exasperated when artists or critics deny what’s clear to the eye, but I’m not Georgia O’Keeffe:
https://www.theguardian.com/artanddesign/2016/mar/01/georgia-okeeffe-show-at-tate-modern-to-challenge-outdated-views-of-artist
Instead, at best, I’m mildly aggrieved, and retreat to the comfortingly clear bosoms of rat-adjacent discourse. They’re doing interesting things with their epistemics, out there in the wild. I want little part of it.
this is rat discourse!!! i am rat discoursing about the whitney biennial. there is no retreat 😤