That reminds me,

I heard two art jokes last night and I wanted to share. If you don't get them, just look really thoughtful and distant for a long time and then smile knowingly.


How many Dadaists does it take to change a lightbulb?
fish

Now the other is even more fun (to me), so you have to guess.
How many Surrealists does it take to change a lightbulb?

[edit:]
The answer - Three. Two to screw in the lightbulb and one to put out the flaming giraffe.

So it's random, but I thought it was funny. (Maybe I like flaming giraffes.) Thanks for humoring me.

If you don't care about art history, stop reading now. To respond to what you said, Susan (assuming you're still reading), one theory on the name "dada" is that it is a (French?) word for little toy, a stuffed dog or something. There are many theories, though. The point of the movement (and name, I believe) was largely to be nonsensical and attack the war (wwI, I think), which became attack anything establishmentarian. It's funny because I just read all of this last night while I was working on my art history. Strange movement.

knowing stuff

"We learn that, on the one hand, we cannot trust ourselves even in our best moments, and, on the other hand, that we need not despair even in our worst, for our failures are forgiven." ~ C. S. Lewis


Found this through Sarah, down in the comments section of this post. You know, there was a while there when I got the silly notion that when you grow up, you've "arrived" and now are Competent and Know Stuff. Turns out, you still wander around figuring stuff out and going, "Heeey, I didn't know that..." This quote makes a lot more sense to me now than it would have even a few months--weeks!--ago. It's still a wonder to me, though, to understand it.

I hope he's right.

For those of you who haven't heard,

about the shooting today in Virginia, I wanted to let you know. I only found out through my housemates.

I've heard these aren't actually as common as they might seem. All the same, these people need prayers. Hopefully we can come up with some ideas on how to help.

New Entities and Corn

I originally started blogging as a sort of anonymous experiment, some place I could vent where my name and face weren't known. Since then, though, my ideas have changed--and lately, I keep running into the blogs of old friends and it's just weird for them to all use their real names and me to use an alias. So, to make this as cornily dramatic as possible, the mask is off! No, this blog has not been taken over by some new entity. I just put my own name on here. Ta-da!

Speaking of corn, the other day in painting class a girl and I were trying to decide on new objects for our still life. There's a fake cob of corn in the still life closet made of green cloth, with yellow string and such for the corn inside trailing out. So here is my (according to her) joke: Hold out the fake corn cob to a friend and with a serious expression ask, "You don't think this is too corny, do you?"

I am just hilarious, what can I say? Now that I think about it, the title of this reminds me of crop circles and extraterrestriel activity. Couldn't be not-silly if I tried, could I? This stuff is just too deep in me.

Success Rounded Down

My cousin pointed me to this link the other day. Don't know anything else about the site, but I thought this was funny.

Incidentally (this won't make sense if you haven't read it yet), I think the T Rex is right--being human is all about not being perfect; making our own approximations. We're not meant to be transcendental. That's God's place. Only, while failure may be success rounded down, I think the whole idea of grace is that God rounds us up. Yes, I am being "deep" with a comic strip; what of it?