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I was just about to say...at this point, what is "art" depends so much on the cultural institutions that accept what does and does not get to be legit that if this was made by some broody early 30s androgynous working artist named KAMron who got a show at a "legitimate" gallery, people would be cooing with glee. I

Just because it can be considered "art" under some definition of the word, doesn't mean we can't call it just plain fucking god awful, and mock it as such.

Ugh, except theirs has actual formal qualities and a thought process instead of just unmitigated chaos. Girl needs some discipline, Art History 101, and like three solid hours of silence.

You know, I once attended a (very entertaining) Jeff Koons lecture for his featured show's opening night. Your analogy is accurate even beyond the visual pop-culture kitsch; he was one dirty, sex-obsessed, gleefully shocking man. Although in his older age he was calmer about his fetishes than Miley is. He also had

Art is both 'should and shouldn't' in one sentence. She should continue to better herself as an artist but shouldn't at the expense of underpaid, underprivileged workers of corporate chain companies such as Wal-Mart. But that's just an opinion.
Art is made with conviction and in her words "I gotta go to Wal-Mart, I

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I don't want to insult outsider artists by calling this outsider art.

Our cat of 10 years who was 20 years old died about this time last year. She HATED the vet, so for those last few years, we decided it would be best to keep her at home unless she was in obvious distress. In the last few months she got very skinny and had a couple of accidents, but she was still incredibly

I don't know about where you guys live but apparently it's very hard to find a vet who'll do home euthanasia in Vancouver. When I asked my (amazing) vet why, she gave me a funny look and said "because that becomes so much of what you do all the time." Good point. You really need a critical mass of vets who offer it in

Hugs to Caitlin and The Meow. My precious Siamese-mix boy, Detective Munch the Suspicious Kitty, passed away nearly a year ago, and we had the vet come to the house for him. It was so much better for him. (In NYC, the cost was actually less - I guess our housecall vet saves money on overhead by not having an

I had my cat put down at home. He hated going to the vet so sooo much—he'd turn into a different cat there, one that hisses and swats at people—and I didn't want him to be scared and upset in his last moments. I'd kept putting it off hoping the various treatments we tried would save him, but in the end I wish I'd done

I don't know about dogs, but it's good to do with cats because they're so neurotic already. My childhood pet (also a Siamese) lived into old age and grew more and more fearful and reclusive as her health declined. She hated going to the vet so much she would often pee herself in fear, so we didn't want her to die that

Posts like this make me cry. I don't know why I click on them. If my dog died, I wouldn't leave the house for a week.

What makes you think this only happened once?

HOORAY for Mondays!

I still can't believe that either. What's up with those people?

I'm curious about people's thoughts on "dress codes" in academic and work environments (with no uniforms). This could be for all ages. I ask because I don't quite know where I stand on the issue and I'd love to hear other people's perspectives. What is the balance between fighting against rape culture by addressing

Just got back from a work trip, and getting ready to go on another long one. I have a massive to-do list in between, and I'm kind of freaking out. Anyone else who juggles work travel (or just a shit ton of responsibilities) with at least the appearance of aplomb? I'm also supposed to start therapy next month to deal

I just started a new job and my stress level is so high. I had been searching for a new job for a long time, and was really unhappy with the way my boss was treating me at the old place, but change is REALLY difficult for me so I've been doubting my decision. Plus, new job is like an hour and a half from where I'm

I have an exboyfriend who won't stop insulting me on Twitter, and while I don't miss him enough to actually /care/ that he calls me a vile waste of space, it's still hurtful.

And I'm having a really hard time not paying attention to it.