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Frank Lloyd Wright Fallingwater (Casa Kaufmann)

22 jul 09

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thank you, I didn't know anything about it, the site is beautiful, I spent half an hour on it :-)

Andrés Serrano Piss Christ

22 jul 09

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sorry, don't take it personally, I meant to say that it leads nowhere (with me). I respect your way of thinking about art, it's sensitive. I'm more pragmatic actually :-) bye

Andrés Serrano Piss Christ

22 jul 09

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Muffino, because what is it? Do you see a blasphemy in it? Ah, these priests ;-)))

Sterile controversy Geenoo. For you it's aesthetics. Period. For me it's aesthetics, but not just that. Period. I don't feel like discussing it, you know? It's as if you were telling me that only classical music is Music, while everything else is "news". Help :-) you can't argue on this level. Bye bye.

Andrés Serrano Piss Christ

22 jul 09

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If I'm not mistaken, Pope Karol visited Pinochet in Chile in '87, which I think is more scandalous than a crucifix submerged in urine. Who knows how much piss, shit, and blood was in Pinochet's torture cells... even Jesus, during his agony, might have pissed himself on the cross; it's physiological. Did I say something blasphemous? Art is not just aesthetic; it can also be a form of protest.

Sajanega Musica del Diavolo

22 jul 09

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And what's the label? Jimmy, send me your private email, I'll get you a couple of Swiss contacts to send the CD to, you never know...

Edvard Munch L'Urlo

22 jul 09

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Everyone understands the art of Geeno, or perhaps you meant "to study it"?

Edvard Munch L'Urlo

22 jul 09

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It is right to quote now what Munch said about this subject, which he originally titled in German "Schrei Der Natur" (the cry of nature): "I was walking along a path with two friends, the sun was setting, suddenly the sky turned blood red. I paused, feeling exhausted, and leaned on the fence. There was blood and tongues of fire above the blue-black fjord and the city. My friends walked on, and I stood there trembling with anxiety, and I sensed an infinite scream passing through nature..."