I had no idea there were this many different kinds of art. I hid behind Buddha to make Marsha take over.
The problem with both groups is that they are static. They leave nothing to chance. What would happen if you two just moved around a bit?
Why is there always only one way to look at things? Why can’t you see both views and combine them in a way that highlights the dichotomy instead of fighting it?
We are what we feel. We don’t want to live in an unfeeling world.
We are who we are. We don’t want to be taken for anything else.
There needs to be a middle way where you can both live in an enlightened harmony. If you can’t do that, you will have to be reborn, and who knows what kind of art you’ll be then.
I like to take things apart and analyze them. Then I put them back together in a new way of looking at it. This should be fun!
He didn’t like it when I groaned when he said that.
Marsha told the group to say what they though of this standoff.
First Mrs. Willem, the representative of the Abstract Expressionists, spoke.
Then the representative for the Minimalists.
Pablo spoke next
And then we were out of there!