Colorful Hallucination

Several “Interesting Comments” below:

  • The dog may be the precursor to Brian of Family Guy.
  • “Chromium Brown” may indeed be a pigment of the imagination. Google it.
  • My sincere apologies for the poor reproduction quality of The Anonymous comic strips. I am scanning them from a copy, and not from the originals. I don’t know if I still have the originals. If I do, they are probably buried deep in storage.
  • I believe this idea was conceived after reading “Lust for Life”, a biographical novel about Vincent Van Gogh.
  • Not only is he searching for a non-existent paint color, his dog is talking.
  • Not only is his dog talking, but he doesn’t even have a dog.
  • Make sure that your studio is well ventilated.
  • You can get access to as many as 88 Interesting Comments here.
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Artistic Theology

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I think of art as a form of worship. Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, right? Does it not make you feel good when somebody likes what you did so much that they just had to copy it? God probably felt pretty good when Michealangelo painted the Sistine Chapel. Or when Van Gogh painted Starry Night.

Speaking of Van Gogh, I just bought a Vincent Van Gogh calendar. His paintings disturb me. But, in a good way. I have feelings when I view his paintings. I don’t know what the feelings are exactly, but they are feelings nonetheless. For instance, when I look at “Crown Imperial Fritillaries in a Copper Vase”, I feel dizzy. Or, for example, when I gaze upon “Morning: Going Out to Work (after Millet)”, I feel flabbergasted. And on occasion, while gazing at “Wheat Field with Cypresses”, I sometimes feel a little gassy. Not a particularly deep emotion, but a feeling, anyway.

I believe that he worshipped God through every painting that he did. Those of us who believe in God all have our own personal way to worship. Mine is through my art. I am imitating God by creating my own little world. Therefore, by imitating, I am flattering. Subsequently, by flattering, I am worshipping. Do I fear heavenly charges of copyright infringement? Naw. God doesn’t care about that. He wants me to copy Him. And besides, He doesn’t need any more money. After all, God is more than likely…richer than God!