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Art (Must be a sign of the times)
A smashed up table and chairs lie piled
up against the wall in the gallery . . .
a sign reads 'Disappointment Number Seven'
In the same room, a wooden coffee table
has been neatly sawn in half, each half
is sitting on top of a washing machine . . .
a sign reads'Unresolved Conflict'
Right at the back of the room, a long
plank of wood is resting at an angle of 43 degrees
to the wall . . . it has 247 galvanised nails
hammered into the top side . . . a sign reads
'We Have 247 Minutes To Live'
Leaving the gallery you spot a sign above
the door . . . it reads 'Exit' . . .brilliant !
does it mean 'Modern Art' is on the way out ?
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Comment by Dermott Ryder on March 28, 2012 at 8:49
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William
An elegant observation… I empathise… feel the same about some ‘hang upside down in the cosmos’ so-called modern poetry.
Good one.
DR
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Comment by Lou Steer on March 28, 2012 at 15:45
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I htink that sounds like a great exhibition and I like the way you wrote about it.
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Comment by william james falls on March 28, 2012 at 22:18
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Thanks Lou for your comments.
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