“Sometimes you can’t let yourself be distracted by the little flaws, and need to look at the pig bicture.”
“Art cannot be paraphrased.”
Okay, so Just lie there. yeah. sprawl out like that.
But I’m hungry.
Uh, here. Have these grapes, and just tilt your head back and slowly dip them into your mouth.
Why can’t I eat them normally?
Because this is art. We have to capture the essence of what it means to eat grapes.
Can’t you just hang some grapes up and then paint me in later. My arm’s getting tired and I’m going to have a sore neck in the morning.
It is essential that you hold them… for the uniformity of the piece.
I still don’t get why I have to be naked. I’m getting cold.
You’re not naked, you’re expressing the vulnerability of mankind.
Then why can’t you just get a naked man?
No! I mean–it wouldn’t be the same. For this particular work of art I need a young female in full bloom; otherwise it won’t work.
You haven’t even set up the canvass yet.
I’m getting there! I told you, I need to visualize. You know… art. Just, just eat the grapes and let me work — slowly.
How are you supposed to read a picture? I know with words you go left to right and the spaces tell you where the words are, but with pictures, where do you start? Is there a way to tell if you have picture literacy? Sometimes words are illegible, but is there such thing as an illegible picture? Or do you just call it “art?”