I love my grandma, even though we approach theology very differently. This was the beginning of a conversation we had when I was driving her down to my parent’s house. Paul Deruvo fanfiction resumes again on Wen.
Spherical glass orbs were stuck halfway through the exterior wall. They served as windows for the Walkshaw Military Academy of Fine Arts. Their haphazard installation was characteristic of the “New Brutalism” style which swept the artistic institutional world 75 years ago, just as serious space colony construction was getting underway. A combination of “found architecture” and early modernist theoretical underpinnings, New Brutalism had fallen out of favor following a series of high profile collapses. The Jenga-inspired Art Institute of Mars debacle made it clear that most New Brutalists were not, strictly speaking, licensed architects. In a geographical ring around earth and reaching as far as man had been able to colonize before The New Brutalists were exposed, the architectural style was ubiquitous. It was somewhat embarrassing for “cutting edge” institutions to have erected monuments to a theoretically and practically discredited architectural movement, but the high cost of shipping building materials prevented them from doing much about it. Anyway, all the “windows” (if you want to call them that) were clustered in the upper right hand section of the wall. Paul stood on his toes, scanning the little bit of moon surface he could see for any rescue teams.
This dude basically just chills on his stoop all day. I pass him on my way to my studio, yesterday I finally said Hi.
Moe is a normative moral relativist. This is because they are the funniest type of moral relativist.
This is based on a true story that just happened. Having kind of a meh day in the studio but I think that’s to be expected after like 4 days off. At least I didn’t destroy much of the painting I’m working on, except for an extraneous dingo. I miss my teachers and peers from school!
So satisfied, so smug in his superiority, because HE has the video camera. How are you supposed to interact? It’s taken through a lens that automatically edits in a bit part and a type role for you. An invasive filter that makes you an asshole for liking art.
HA! I have my own recording device, you boring clown.
