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Source:Artintern.net Author:Vladimír Kokolia Date: 2013-09-27 Size:
One artist believed in the existence of art and sacrificed his life to it. Then it proved to be no life at all.One artist thought that if he tried to save art, he would be making the world a better place. He became an accursed artist.


One artist believed in the existence of art and sacrificed his life to it. Then it proved to be no life at all.

One artist thought that if he tried to save art, he would be making the world a better place. He became an accursed artist.

One artist put great stock in balls. Thanks to balls, he reached the highest echelons of art, and his balls were even introduced in art classes. One day he woke up and his balls were gone.

One artist was envious that a curator makes the artist. He tried to make a curator and found that there was no way back.

One artist did everything his curator could have wished. They were beautiful paintings.

One artist swore by concept. When the concept dissipated, he swore by directness. But the concept returned, and so he had to swear

that even the oath was a concept.

One artist was simple, and so believed that art also should be simple.

One artist had nothing but his art, for which Jesus never forgave him.

One artist wanted to enjoy himself, so for a while he did not think about art.

One artist was ashamed of his immense gift. Every time he had to demonstrate it, he blushed to the roots of hair, and so it was only whispered about.

One artist revealed his great gift in public so routinely that there was nothing left to reveal.

One artist wanted to take revenge on the world, so he vowed that he would only deceive. Despite his best efforts, vengeance never happened.

One artist thought that he was a natural-born artist, but then he became a natural-born bureaucrat.

One artist, famous in the Czech Republic, managed to become invisible every time he crossed the border.

One artist was so artificial that not even karmic forces could touch his artistic endeavors.

One lesser artist proclaimed himself to be the rival of the great artist, and, indeed, he became immediately greater.

One artist was not any good at art, and high art demanded that he conceal this fact.

One artist wanted to become famous posthumously, only that he died at an advanced age.

One artist came up with a completely new kind of art. But alas, it was still art.

One artist wanted to combine politics and art; unfortunately, he succeeded.

One artist made a pact with the devil, but the devil turned out to be a reliable partner.

One artist chose to base his fame on trivialities. So he did, and things remained that way.

One artist stole the strength of another artist, and thus inadvertently lost everything for which he had a weakness.

One artist wanted to go down in history, but history, as ill luck would have it, didn’t come about.

One artist declared a holy war against nonart, and only thanks to that did he hide the fact that he was no artist at all.

One artist wanted to teach art, but in the end he just taught how to teach art.

One artist taught inimitability. He was successful in this, and he died forgotten.


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