Anyone of any race, creed, sexuality can be depressed and hate their existance. I’m sure there are plenty who like who they are.
Don't Touch Me!
Yeah you are right, but still I will not truly know that if I don’t ask. I just can’t assume that. Where is the harm in asking about something, it is up to them to let you know what’s up.
Oh, really? So, gays have an obligation to explain their sexual tendencies to all interested parties? My guess is that you just happened to ask someone who just happens to be quite open about these things.
I don’t get this. Why are you guys making these judgements? If you are straight, there’s no reason any gay person’s sexual tendencies to affect your lives. If not, then maybe you ought to go explore in your heads a bit in before condemning people.
Meddling with other people’s private business is something to be avoided at all costs. If both parties are consenting and sane, it’s none of anyone else’s business. Whether they are S/M, bi, trans, gay, or a bloody crochet club for grannies.
P.S. What? What do you mean, enough of this? But what am I to do with all the supplies? Go on, quit the subject, not as if I don’t have the flamethrower all nice and heated. Shame wasting those bodybags. Practically unused.
You can hardly see the stains.
Sure!
“approach to all things dark and lovely”
Sometimes people have to get things off their chest. In this case whether I agree with a certain view or not is less important than gaining an insight into why someone makes what they make.
People have been pretty civil to each other so far, would be nice if we could keep it like that. Oh yeah,… if you feel the urge to write $%^#@*&! just write ‘bottom’ instead. Don’t call each other bottoms tho,… I’d hate to see us get locked.
Cheers Chris.
Amen to that. (As I include myself in those people.)
But to elaborate on the subject: I think I’m quite open, but I have strong views about how things ought to be done. And I think I could manage any kinds of styles, some better, some worse, but I also have strong views about what style goes where, and how. Not to mention my views on the etiquette of touch.
It’s all connected. What you do = who you are = what you do.
That’s up to them, I have no problem with them, as long as they understand that I am not into that, and no I do not condemn them. I just am a little ignorant when it comes to this subject, I see that asking someone about themselves or their private life is not a problem. That is up to them to tell me something, I just wanted post my views on this subject. I am just an open person, yeh dig? You don’t even know the person I am talkin about if yur sayin’ that, I just put that persons business out, so I have avoided his business out, I did not state his name so will never know his name. So don’t get worked up about it. Just look at it like this, you got to crawl before you learn how to walk. Right now I am just learning how to walk, I hope that I did not offend you at all, If I have, I apologize. Just keepin’ it trill, at least you kept it trill with me, and is much appreciated, c ya around!![]()
Yeah, I agree with that, lets hope this thread stays open, you really have an interesting question, here. Nice topic. Bottom, LOL!
Damn squib look at what u have started, LOL!
Wow what a difference to a year ago!
Proud of all of you.
Chris.
Man, we are family here at cgtalk! kisses and hugs:love:
Hey! Who grabbed my Ass! :surprised
Thread seems leveled to shorter sentences and friendly smiles now, but so the pages’ past reprieves incite insidious dichotomies… some persons taste of vivid imagery, which us too may well entertain, yet with its forced ambition towards an other here I’ll slate domain: expressions of sufficient immaturity sit, and consummate a fated, crafted lack of wit. I am more the less mature for pointing thus-in to-be-sure, but in cold air 'tis called genture… (…?)
Those with interests in sampling petals, but not tasting them at once, are deserving less established opinions regarding their honours… nasturtiums are spicy and yum, lilies are mildly sweet, the honeysuckle regarding also its name… but so the flowers do not care to embrace specific styles ever through their times; some specific stamens swell sour, and so: continued callings cast celled confinement, indecent indenture.
Far as homophobia’s carried, I myself am finding anyone ever equally enticing by their external, but more internal regard, whether they are of my opposing gender or not. Anyone, can pretty much fall for anyone, and if one person is favouring for their life external similarity, they ought be allowed behaviour in normality… that is to say, people ought regard all love as true, and quit questioning our quelled, quixotic effulgences.
… Alright, I didn’t really get anywhere with that. But I enjoyed myself, and it’s not all irrelevant fluff. That’s what counts, right? I live in one of the (past) Klu Klux Klan capitals of the US. There are a lot of elderly folks. I’m sure they have plenty of prejudice to go around, and spread plenty of it to their children. But for the most part, most of the kids I know are not stupid like that. Homosexuality, race and all is made fun of, yes, but when it comes down to someone actually (not flamboyantly, that’s a ridiculous stereotype anyway) being gay, or being physically weak, or being very ethnic, or whatever else might ignorantly be considered worthy of ridicule, I’ve not noticed a lot of honest, lasting rejection. In fact, obscurity tends to enhance one’s admirability. Such people tend to be lovey-touchy hippies…
I shouldn’t speak for people, because I don’t know what they might go through, but if someone is a friendly enough person, they are, in this or any community, generally able to find enough friends. If someone feels dejected and lonesome and hopeless and whining, according to what I was personally brought up on, they probably brought it upon themself. There are so many people in the world who do just fine wherever they are; if someone feels life is unfair for their style, or feel they are in need others’ attentive care, they’re obviously missing something, focusing on the wrong parts of life. If they really want to be different as they are, they should find something to embrace, and share. Or embrace each other as modern pagan hippies. Though I’d personally greater appreciate the obscure paganesque celebrations and quiet, restrained standoffishness of other countries…
On an off-topic side note, since I’m already rambling to myself, the weather here this season has been wonderful. It’s been abnormally foggy, eventually seeming difficult to inhale, like smog, but afterwards a rain will come and last three or five days straight. Pale white sky, blurred distance, constant wet sound, chirping birds… it’s just wonderful. Such cold that the fog will freeze and fall in tiny snowflakes from not above, but eminating outta the crisp morning air right where you stand. I think it’s a lovely weather, and I’m sure chilled couples are cuddling all around.
Around here, anyway, if you’re anybody yourself, you’re like to be appreciated as a friend in some way or another; whoever you are, whatever you domusic, journalism, art, hairdressing, pumping gasif you’re a person, no matter what kind of person you are, whatever you’ve done is bound to be appreciated by somebody. And if you’d rather avoid the threat of physical pats on the back, hugs, whatever… you can always try the internet.
Hahahaha, mostly the lion just waits… 
Catch him by the tail anyone?
Loved, very beautiful.
Did someone mention dark energy…
Anyway whats all this hoo haa about? The ironic dicotomy of social grace in the overpopulated sanitised youth of our retropop generation or something? Sorry didnt catch all the posts, did seem to drift though.
eek
(new year resolution: must add quantum mechanics)
What!like lil jon:curious: You gonna have to break that down, for me, I don’t understands, I am too negroish, for this post.
What!like lil jon:curious: You gonna have to break that down, for me, I don’t understands, I am too negroish, for this post.
Eek!,… it’s eek:).
Ok now we’re complete, fire up the engines scotty.
Fair enough,… how does that affect your art?
Cheers Chris
“if one way to measure the greatness of a piece is the ammount of love it radiates, how does our ingrained distant behaviour influece our work?”
Remember this ? This is where this thread began. It has increasingly taken (for me) a boringly wrong turn into an extended discussion of homosexuality and homophobia.
Unless we equate somehow ones sexuality to creativity what’s the point of this yammer?
Robert
I guess some (flamboyant) gays are more creative than straight people- I know that there are far more gay than straight men at my art college. Why is that?
It makes looking for a man tough, let me tell you that. 
Im in da house, yo yo!
As for gay people being more creative - i dont think so. But as for most visionaries/nutters/myself most of us are eccentric quagmires of self indulgent nonsence that at certain times of the day flicker out sparks of genius. And then hold onto these boughts of prodergerial wisdom for years, bouncing them around our heads until they reach an outlet.
As to the paradoxical toing and froing of emotion influencing our art, well this is certainly the case. Look at francis bacon, Picasso,matisse,vangoch anger drives then, happiness drives them there exsitence in this frail world and it ironic selfdestruction drives them, they become there art. Its the same as the medias spindily casting web, making people more than they are - tabloid demi gods that go way past there 15mins of fame. Only to eventually fall further than when they started.
eek
LOL, we have plenty of straight men here in the US.:rolleyes: I’m one holla at me!:love:
Ha, Beelow… my last post? It was… well, as Robert E. says, the thread had heftily derailed, so I was just writing sentences. It seemed difficult to figure out what I was supposed to be saying; I know know what any of it was supposed to mean. Arrogant and foolish, is about it…
Eek, what does that metaphor about the media and falling mean? I understand the part about artists being driven by their emotions, but how that relates to someone being inflated publicly to fail soon after, I fail to grasp. Do you mean the tortuous emotional patterns of an artist will create false desires, an inflated aspiration, and that leads to similar losses? Sorry, not trying to be rude, just… get confused…
‘Love’ is (obviously) an influential, and inspirational feeling. Maybe some artists have a love for objects, ideas and expressions more deeply than others, without knowing it. A poet could appreciate the wilderness and know that it is all they need; an artist can create a world, enter it, become it, and that world becomes not only an appreciation for the reality it might represent, but an investment of their mind, a reflection of the love they have for what they’ve crafted.
Strict homosexuality, I don’t know. General sexuality, I can more relate to. If you’re an artist and have your love for light, form, texture and creation, something with a story behind it, or you can appreciate the beauty in simple things, and pay attention to them, then you’re more likely to a broader base of attraction. I’m not saying you should go out and have sex with a tree, because you like to paint trees, but possessing vast appreciations, tends to make one more likely to overlook definitions of what’s normal. :shrug:
That’s why I’d prefer the quiet respects of an older region, Kanga, because there, more often is one able to relate beauty to some random thing like the weather or the sound of geese flying by overhead. Though, I guess that doesn’t really say anything… don’t really have much to add, having arrived this late…