Tuesday 1st November 2016
– That’s quite a lovely Jackson Pollock, isn’t it?
– Yes, it is.
– What does it say to you?
– It restates the negativeness of the universe. The hideous lonely emptiness of existence. Nothingness. The predicament of Man forced to live in a barren, Godless eternity like a tiny flame flickering in an immense void with nothing but waste, horror and degradation, forming a useless bleak straitjacket in a black absurd cosmos.
Play It Again, Sam – Woody Allen