Audio-Visual Distractions

What strikes me is the fact that in our society, art has become something which is related only to objects and not to individuals, or to life. That art is something which is specialized or which is done by experts who are artists. But couldn’t everyone’s life become a work of art? Why should the lamp or the house be an art object, but not our life?

—Michel Foucault (via paradoxicalsentiments)

Doodles

Doodles

I will, in the forthcoming weeks, endeavour to read all of Ibsen’s plays.

Starting with Ghosts.

Painting day

Painting day