Sad endings.

I do not like sad endings. Cheesy as it may sound. I like it when the good guys win and when everyone lives happily ever after.

In movies, sad or vague endings make you sit with a discomfort, with an emphasis on the conclusion. The conclusion has the impact and the viewer is left to his own imagination. Though not always aware, you may draw parallels between your own life as to what you want to accomplish and not accomplish. A football fan having a bad week can seek comfort in his team winning the cup game. However, if his team looses, his week will remain bad.
When certain things are not so good in our lives,we look for comfort in the outer world and when the outer world does not satisfy us, we start "zapping" to another channel.

According to epinion.com the ultimate TOP 10 movies with a sad ending is as follows:

10)The Pledge
9) Black Christmas
8) Midnight Cowboy
7) A Clockwork Orange
6) Chinatown
5) American History X
4) Braveheart
3) Vertigo
2) Twelve Monkeys
1) One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest

One year!

It's been exactly one year since I started writing this blog. I've had exactly 105 entries, good or bad but have at least found a way of expressing my complex thoughts and feelings about things.

Don't shoot the messenger

A dollar bill I got hold of while in New York.

In Norway...

I love going to the cabins up in the mountains. A weekend without TV and internet. Sitting in front of an open fire and sipping red wine with good company. Picture taken at Hafjell, October 2009

Untitled.

That year, it was one dissappointment after the other and our patience was constantly put through the test. The weak ones fell quicker apart while the strong ones held on tight like a fly in a storm. The good news couldn't make up for the bad ones. The belief in the holyness of tomorrow were ruined by cluttered dreams and sad weddings. There was no difference in day and night and the worst part was when everyone would say, "It's all going to be allright".

E.Y

Conceptual art

It's like an epidemic; fashion, trends, art. Many of us follow what we claim to be 'the normal thing to do'. But just like I refuse to wear harem pants and buy an Iphone because it's fashion, I find it hard to accept the elements of "conceptual art" as art.
I am not the person to judge what is claimed to be art or how art should be evaluated, but art to me represents beauty and the admiration for the given effort and time, as well as the artists' sharing of deep thought or a story that lies beneath.

In conceptual art, the idea and concept is the main focus. The worshippers of conceptual art are impressed by the simplicity and creativity that requires no Picasso skills. In that sense, we can all be artists. But does all art deserve to hang on our walls? Shouldn't we be a little critical?

In a section for modern art, stains of coffee cups are being framed and admired as art whilst I stumble upon blocks of concrete, amazed to find a lable beside it with a name on. There seems to be a form of self-deception and pretensiousness where many stand in front of a conceptual art piece and admire it because it is the expected. We stand in front of a black and white TV screen for hours, looking at a man move his foot from side to side. But hey, if this museum is showing it, it must be something, right?
It's a situation where it's not just the emperor that has no clothes, but everyone.

While examining 4 calender sheets, glued together and framed, 2 floors above a museum attendant is pointing at a Monet painting and explaining why he used 7 years to complete a painting, layer by layer.

E.Y