So, I told myself I wasn't going to blog. I have, obviously, and I already feel guilty. You, the reader, will be privy to a lot of guilt here. Take that as a disclaimer. Take it as an invitation for near-sexual intimacy.
This blog will be a training ground for our writing, not a whirling apparatus for self-validation. My only prescription here is honesty. That goes for my posts and your responses. Of course, you won't be honest with me. (Nor will I to you.) Instead, we'll be honest with ourselves, and all will be the better.
A couple of notes: (1) When I use evaluative descriptions, I am simply explaining how I
feel about something. In other words, let's work on dissolving that fact/value binary. We don't
get or
understand an artwork, we read into or engage. An understanding of this idea quickly does away with snobbery and hurt feelings, and opens up debate by clarifying the purposes we ascribe to art. (2) I love you.