What is art? Baby, don't hurt me

Introduction to the introduction: OKAY. So I LOVE to start projects/experiments on this website and NEVER finish them so here is my new project.

Introduction: Modern art can be frustrating to understand. If I crumple up a piece of paper and spit on it what give me the right to call it art? Discussing the legitimacy of artwork is fascinating and tiring but that's not what I'm trying to do here. I LOVE art. Mydili is skeptical. That doesn't make me pretentious or her "uncultured" it just makes us different. What Mydili is going to do is continuously question: WHAT MAKES IT ART? She will mock and criticize and possibly even answer her own questions (God knows I've tried). And I am going to document. Enjoy :)

Part One: The Critique***
**these videos were taken on the bus back home from the MoMA. The video quality is horrible. You can hear people talking, Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid playing in the background, and the city I love zooming in the background. You will have to focus but I think all the distractions in the background enhance the experience. That's my excuse and I'm sticking to it. Oh and I added links to the artwork so you can see what she's talking about.




Heroin






Stains




Tutto

INCONSISTANCY is the name of the game

Updates:

I know it's been a while but this has been a very hectic month. Danielle and I have been getting our lives together. I will be attending Boston University and she will be attending George Washington University. The future of the Beluga is at stake!

Picture of the day has turned into picture of the whenever I feel like it. But I have indeed updates some from today, April 30th: http://www.flickr.com/photos/haveyourfits/

Senior-itis be hitting me hardxcore.

There was a dead worm on my driveway covered in ants. This could lead to a fascinating discussion on mortality and Dali's ant symbolism but all I can think about is how gross it all is.

the hope of spring

Yesterday I looked out the window and saw snow on the tree tops. I sighed but I was not too surprised since it has been cold and rainy for days. When I looked closer I realized it wasn't snow but blossoms.

not my favorite kind of pie

Ten things I can't do:
whistle
paint my nails without making them look like a third grader's
skateboard
do a kart wheel
harmonize
be confrontational
speak a foreign language fluently
keep my money in my pocket
pay attention in math class
act

there.