ARG!
ARG!

ARG! and also ARG!

I wrote a bunch about art in my notebook.
This book has only not good pictures of Kandinski stuff. Fuzzy stuff.
And his words are stupid.

The words quotes of Kandinsky seem like such crap. Maybe just said those things for the people who like to eat crap.
He did say one thing that I relate to I think… If I understand the odd words he uses….
I think he might be saying it is fun to make paintings without a center for the eye to fall too…. in which case I also enjoy that. Fun to not let the eye settle.

I look at other stuff which the book has. Many artists. Lots just doesn’t interest me. Some is neat.
There are 10 million paintings I could make. I can only make some.
There are many bad and good lines and many good and bad colors. I want to just play with it. I need to be some right mind states to play right on deeper and simpler levels.

These old dead artists are very cool. I feel a little humbled by them.
it is kind of obvious to me that they have played with color and line in very fancy and interesting ways… many times. Many people with their own strange lives….
Owning such books as these teaches me more than a class would.
But still I think they are bad. They are dead and bad. I don’t like dead people. I will bonk them on the heads with my caveman club.

I am going to put this book away now and hate it. Too much is in my head now.
There are too many words in the book. I will not read them. I only want the picures.
It is weird that sometimes in this book that there are only three paintings by some artist. I guess I will not pretect to know the artist. 3 is too few. I want to see 300 hundred of each artist. Soon online world will serve me.

Picasso has some nice paintings.
Matisse and good stuff and crap.
Wow. Matisse sure does have some crap.
Ricter “visionary portait” 1917 is kinda cool.
I need to paint versions of my most intense photographs.
Kandinsky kicks ass.
Franz Marc is pleasant.
….

well there is much book to go through…. And I am notwilling to do it for you….
silly strange anyway. These are all old dead artists anyway.
I don’t care about them.

I look though it and I don’t care. I say to myself….
Paint whatever you feel like painting in whatever way you want to paint.

and painting is irrelevant anyay…
It is the most selfigh thing I have every done. though It serves me too maybe.
Lonely and selfish.

I must say…. I am encourged by this book.
There are many pages which insprire me. Mostly the lesson is: “Do whatever the fuck you think looks nifty.”

Now I will go to sleep and see what such is in anything. Dreamland.

Leger. shti some of these guys have better paintings than me.
mondian.
this book no cover klee well enough.

Miro.
Duchamp…… very nice.

and Brian…..
who will do performing art by sleeping.