Once upon a time (quite recently), I was thinking to myself what an awesome thing iPods are. How even someone as musically ignorant as me can plug some half-remembered lyrics into a search engine, read the search results & think, 'Oh, right, U2 Rattle & Hum, I'm like totally down with that,' & proudly skip off to iTunes to buy the music of the youth she considered lost when the housemate with the CD collection moved out. What?

I have had a long, long day.

Anyhow, back on track, artist David Hockney has set me to rights. Where once I believed we lived in a world overly dependent on visuals, (a la cinema & television), I now understand that:

"I think we are not in a very visual age and it's producing badly dressed people. They have no interest in mass or line or things like that."

I believe Hockney because I have never met a badly dressed artist. Or, for that matter, an aurally offensive musician. Further, I believe Hockney is quite right in ignoring any suggestion that the current "fallow period in painting" is the result of the proliferation of other visual tools, such as digital manipulation (eg. PhotoShop).

Tangentially, someone needs to invent a delivery service for cake & ice cream.

Just what the doctor ordered:

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