Four of Spades - The Pointless Argument

I've decided to post my entire deck of Pleiadian Playing Cards over the course of this year. Some are old and have been posted on the Internets before, some are brand spanking new and have never seen the light of day. The Four of Spades depicts two men engaged in a heated argument over the number four. Uh, I mean 4. No....four. 4. FOUR! 4! ugh, it will never be resolved.

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[KJK::Hyperion]

4our!

[llism]

I have to say, as a longtime supporter of Gallery of the Absurd, I dearly miss your postings, satirical or otherwise. With all due respect, Circus Hour is just like every other of the bajillion celebrity gossip blogs out there, and your uniqueness is totally lost in the deluge. That was the beauty of GotA--you could come and really savor the new work, knowing that it wouldn't have disappeared 25 seconds later by a post of nude pictures of Mischa Barton or comments about Nicky Hilton's wardrobe. If I want to read that stuff, I'll go elsewhere.

I miss you, 14. Come back!

[14]

Thanks for your thoughts IIism...

Every 3 years or so, I divide myself into 2 halves. It happens during creative transitions and I'm going through one right now.

One half is still interested in poking fun at pop-culture - the other half desires to explore deeper themes and pick up on some of the projects I abandoned after launching GOTA back in 2005.

Circus Hour will soon have its very own GOTA CELEB section where I'll post what I used to post here, while this GOTA will now feature all my non-celeb work. I know, I know - confusing....but soon it shall all shake out and 'llI get to see which half wants to grow into a whole again. If that makes sense.

Celebrity gossip bores and drains me, but I still like watching and recording the stories people exchange about it. Not sure how much longer I'll do it though.

Thanks for continuing to visit!!

xoxox
14

[alicia]

I agree with Llism word by word!

[Adam Smith]

Fourteen,a.k.a,Hawkings Radiation Kitten wrote:"Every 3 years or so, I divide myself into 2 halves."

Cool,I don't think I've witnessed cellular mitosis on a macro level before.
It would be a must see on you YouTube though.

Before you become reintegrated,do you have two inferior versions of yourself walking around?

Does the dark side always try and best the good side,in a series of ineffectual Wiley Coyote type stunts,before finally giving up and settling for a duality of self?

The "Queen Of The Inevitably Of Entropy",also wrote:

"Celebrity gossip bores and drains me"

Agreed.

Most celebrities live the same sort of lives we all do,it's just lived in a more expensive extravagant fashion,with fewer negative consequences than for your average prole.
Engaging in gossip about their lives is essentially an excercise in the mundane,which reifies what are basically normal activities such as:having children;buying a house;wearing clothes and other ordinary pursuits into events of major cultural sigificance,by the mere fact that they occur in the public arena.

What is interesting,as you say,is people's interest and engagement in these phenomena combined with the exponential growth in that interest in recent years.The avid, almost fanatical public interest in such things probably arises from many people's disengagement from any meaningful political or intellectual discourse in our culture,which is a function of our reduction to mere units of consumption,in the final analysis.
When viewed from this perspective,satire becomes a vehicle for subversion,though there is probably a limit to how long you can continue in this particular vein.

As you may have guessed by now,this is my rather longwinded excuse for not being able to think of any good insults for Paris Hilton, or any of the other panopaly of idiots that accompany her in the mass media.

P.S.Splitting the two sides of your work up like this seems like a good idea.

[Cara Hurley]

Hello 14,

I have been a big fan of your drawings for what seems like forever.

I just started a blog and would be sooooooooo honoured if you would visit it and draw something that it reminds you of (ugly or otherwise) so I could post it on my blog and keep it as a shrine to your awesomeness.

Pretty please with cherry on top.

Failing that, then I would be most grateful if you guest blog in my site or allow me to use one of your chosen drawings (that you have previously done) to express your view of my blog.

Unusual request, I am sure, but please consider it.

Thank you.

x

Cara

cara.hurley1@googlemail.com

http://carahurley.blogspot.com

[twopotatothreepotato]

Primary colors and things that don’t exist except for the quiet excess that swims when I’m awake and not; randomness dodders around my patio, months after the Angels howled above my head and I could smell the neighbors barbecuing.

Now the reflections in the water gather in an amorphous circle, a bunch of vague druids living in twilight and hiding just in time for the straggling beginnings of the morning commute the next day. It’s a peaceful neighborhood where much sleeps or should I say hibernates, because none of what courses through the veins of the veteran next door or the nigh-retiring dog owners across the street hiding behind the emerald shrubs will ever truly relax.

It won’t just wipe its eyes drowsily come the dawn it will lumber awake like a massive bear with hot blood and gratification on what remains of its mind and a hunger that will never be sated by anything proffered via the machinery running the lab animals in the labyrinth. Will the white mice all pile over one another like tantric stones thoughtfully placed near a sacred temple, or will they spray and spatter like the insides of a slaughtered animal dashed against a weathered stone altar? I gamble on the latter because the smell of the blood intermingling with the humidity pries their eyes open. It damn well should wake everyone up: It’s the last stand of their humanity.

[scungilli]

i love this argument. you've captured the eternal in caricature and spittle ...