Layer upon Layer
January 02, 2008
One often tend to be judgmental over another's way of life, be it in relationships or just waiting by the clock to snort, "Oh, you're so last year!". Nevertheless, I can't deny that I, myself do that of such from time to time, and it makes me stop to think, "What actually defines
beauty? Is there actually an ugly side to an
art? "
. In my eyes, there is no right and wrong to how one interprets the term 'beauty' for
beauty is in the eye of the beholder and
one man's meat is another man's poison. Say, I got a piece of canvas, a huge paintbrush, and a can of black paint from a mart. After having everything set-up in my cozy abode, I dipped the whole brush into the paint and splatter it across the canvas. I then call it
art, my masterpiece. To some a joke but to me a beaut. But, of course, if someone as famous as Picasso were to do the same thing, his would definitely sell like hotcakes. Why? Fame and name win it all. Heck, if I made a dress from cutting out the necessary three holes in a garbage bag with my grandmama's kitchen scissors and some big-named fashion designer calls it a
fashion, who
wouldn't buy it? A man with a bucket o' greens would buy the exact same thing for a billion more. As weird as it sounds, this is life. Even weirder, the world doesn't see artistes as
normal people, leading
totally normal lives like we are and do. They just had to follow them around the planet with autobiography books and cameras that will eventually dig a wound, or worst, leave a scar in the artistes' social lives. A quick meal down the street? No chance. Fans and paparazzi would arrive sooner than their steaks, as seen when our local artiste visited a small restaurant nearby. If that wasn't an act of ignorance, I don't know what is.
Up till now, I'm still debating mentally about people's first impression on the connection, as in relationship between my brother and I. Some of them said we are totally unrelated based on our looks, but some of them asked whether we were
twins. Asking me to tell you the difference between dark and light green is alright, but
not black and
white. It's like addressing the sky ground, and the ground sky, which is totally
out,
I repeat,
OUT. Ah... I don't know. Its just unusual to hear people telling others their
assumptions that we are unrelated, and sometimes a 'dating couple', even. Though mum told me that I resembled my brother, almost identical when I was a newborn, 'cept my skintone which was
way darker than his.
I think that should make up for the lack of update. I changed my blog address from
flickerzone.blogspot.com, reason being it sounded too... commercialised .___. Tagging along is a pwetty facelift :D The animation did turn out better than expected, though.
... as said by Joo
at 7:11 pm
