THE BLOG OF DISQUIET :Qweir Notions,an uncommonplace-book from the Armpit of Diogenes, binge-thinker jottings since2008.
Wednesday 12 October 2022
How I hate
the precious designation Work of Art.
If a shit-shifter's work or a grave-digger's is not Art, then it must be of a Higher Order, nothing to do with The Dignity of Labour but with the brave, the fine humility that mantles the downtroddenly divine.
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Some, most actually, call my craft an Art. I tend to correct them and call myself a "mechanic".
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