Art is permitted to survive only if it renounces the right to be different, and integrates itself into the omnipotent realm of the profane. -Theodor Wiesengrund Adorno
Well obviously. And this must be the “high art” that those primo whiners Adorno & Horkheimer were defending, or would have been if they had fled to Morley rather than being forced to complain about jazz, freedom and movies in America. Or would “Puckered spinnaker” have been too omnipotently profane for you Theo? These two masterpieces auteured into 2D by Brer Bento have theorists divided as to age. They must either be 60 years or 6 months old. The six month proponents point out the startling resemblance to Outrage haiku, poor syllable count and all. The rest are generally claiming “Gay? Pucker? Wot fuck?” and murmuring about a nuevo Ern Malley hoax.
Gay spinnakers pucker
Life returns to idle tillers
Catspaws scamper across the water.
Wouldn’t “idle tilers” have been more resonant? Another tradie seduced by minesite wages?
Centered clay
A bowl is born
The wheel stands still
I like how they could centre the clay, but not the text.
Masterpiece.