I've always fancied life to be a little "cubist" at times. Rough around the edges and a little stranger than what it really is. Nothing is quite as even nor is colour is really what it seems. Of course, with all thats not quite right with it... its easy to trip over. But there are those who think its that little bit beautiful... well, at least interesting.
I like cubism (not enough to stay in a gallery the whole day just looking at it... drives me bonkers), my parents think its bizzare and I cackle out with glee... One of my favourites is in the Christchurch art gallery
I'll try to expound on this further and maybe throw in a hint of Dali the next time.
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