04-03-2007, 10:07 PM
You're right, Ryos. This conversation is off-topic. I don't want people looking for contest information getting bogged down reading about surrealists. Oh, here's a perfectly good forum for this discussion! Hoorah!
So, Joe, I have Godel, Escher, Bach, but I never finished it. I moved while I was in the middle of it, and it's now packed in one of the boxes I haven't cracked open yet. I was mainly interested in the book because of his idea that human consciousness was actually created by some sort of unresolved logical loops, but I never got far enough into the book to understand his reasoning.
Anyway, I see what you were saying about the inversions. I was going by the visual quality. I was obsessed with M.C. Escher for a while, but I work at an art gallery, so I've gradually lost interest in the flashier intellectual concept artists in favor of more expressive and abstract pieces. I'm a Kandinski man, if you try and pin me down, and I've spent hours, literally, staring at a single Jackson Pollack. My Dali and Escher posters from college are languishing in a roll on a shelf, while my walls are full of textured resin pieces and heavily abstracted landscapes. Ah, times change.
So, Joe, I have Godel, Escher, Bach, but I never finished it. I moved while I was in the middle of it, and it's now packed in one of the boxes I haven't cracked open yet. I was mainly interested in the book because of his idea that human consciousness was actually created by some sort of unresolved logical loops, but I never got far enough into the book to understand his reasoning.
Anyway, I see what you were saying about the inversions. I was going by the visual quality. I was obsessed with M.C. Escher for a while, but I work at an art gallery, so I've gradually lost interest in the flashier intellectual concept artists in favor of more expressive and abstract pieces. I'm a Kandinski man, if you try and pin me down, and I've spent hours, literally, staring at a single Jackson Pollack. My Dali and Escher posters from college are languishing in a roll on a shelf, while my walls are full of textured resin pieces and heavily abstracted landscapes. Ah, times change.