today, i went to the san francisco museum of modern art. it is quite interesting. it’s my third time going there, so i kind of knew what was there. anyways, it is seeing a lot of art (obviously). some people walk around and act like they are really into the blank paintings and solid colors. others just quickly scan through never really understanding what the art is about. anyway, one must always think how these paintings can be worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, and some in the millions. everyone says “i could have done this.” art people defend “…but you didn’t!” well, the big problem is that these things have value to begin with. akira kurosawa, a japanese director, said that for some unknown reason humans like to place a value on everything they do, even when there is no real value. he would see directors film something and then have to use it because they felt like spent time and money into it, so it must be in the film, even if it adds nothing. kurosawa would cut scenes like crazy, even if he poured millions of dollars into a scene. once he had some huge scene with thousands of extras, filmed hours of this battle. then cut it down to a few seconds because he felt any more would be excessive. (somehow he still has 3 hour films, oh well.) anyways, in the same way, art is like this. no matter what artists make, they always feel like it has value. it may be the ugliest, plainest, most useless artwork, but it is original, so it must have some unreasonably high value. people must know when to stop. of course, value isn’t really measured well, so all we get is bubbles. too bad these bubbles seem to be unbreakable. value is a weird concept.
everyone has opinions. some people think it is okay to spread their opinions and have discussions. and some people think it is okay to just keep their opinions to themselves. so who is right? if someone tries to spread their opinion to someone who keeps their opinions to themselves? oh no. what will happen?! oh well.
the water you splashed on my face today wasn’t cold. i guess things have changed. time dependent variables. too bad time only moves in one direction.
hahaha. i was looking through the profile pictures of korn on last.fm. and it’s really funny because one of their guitarists left after turning christian. and then the drummer also disappeared randomly. sold all his stuff too. (apparently doesn’t even own a drumstick anymore.) so now its a 3 person band. but on last.fm there’s like a fight when someone uploads a picture with just the three of them. always comments like “where’s head and david?!” “this is not korn!?” “what band is this?!” “vote this down!” hahahaha. well, it’s true. it is not the same. their old music was classic.
ascending colon, transverse colon, descending colon, sigmoid colon, semicolon.
i was listening to utada hikaru. she has some lyrics that are “i can’t believe you and me. we’re falling out of love.” so i thought that was funny because it’s like falling in love and now it’s out. so it’s like the opposite. but then fall wasn’t made opposite. so i guess love is like some tube that’s open at both ends. so you fall in and then you fall out. i wonder what the pulling force is. i imagine gravity. my imagination isn’t that great. sigh. anyways, i also imagine falling in love like falling in a puddle. or quicksand. that’s annoying. then it wouldn’t be falling out of love. it would be climbing/crawling out of love. and cleaning self off. whatever.
that was in a friend’s blog. it is quite true. oh well. that’s life.