When the Red, Red Robin Comes Bob-Bob Bobbin’ Along
When the red, red robin comes bob, bob, bobbin’ along, along
There’ll be no more sobbin’ when he starts throbbin’ his old sweet song
Wake up, wake up you sleepy head
Get up, get out of your bed
Cheer up, cheer up the sun is red
Live, love, laugh and be happy
What if I were blue, now I’m walking through, walking through the fields of flower
In the end, Aldous Huxley was trying to tell us that what afflicted the people in Brave New World was not that they were laughing instead of thinking, but that they did not know what they were laughing about and why they had stopped thinking.
(Amusing ourselves to death, Neil Postman)
[Le satyre au cynique sourire] : [estampe] / Odilon Redon
Gedachten dient men te vermenigvuldigen tot er geen politie genoeg meer is om ze te bewaken.
Stanislav Jerzy Lec
You cannot buy, import, learn or construct culture. Culture evolves out of habit.
An amateur is an artist who supports himself with outside jobs which enable him to paint.
A professional is someone whose wife works to enable him to paint.
Part of painting of William James Glackens (1911)
The artist’s wife and son.