by demure

Playing to the Gallery, Grayson Perry

So art has become this incredibly baggy idea. When I think of the sort of bag that art might be, it's one of those very cheap dustbin liners--the ones that, when you drag them out of the dustbin and you're walking towards the front door, you're praying that all the rubbish won't spill out all over the hall carpet. That's what kind of bag art is. It's become this incredibly permeable, translucent, fuzzy bag.

V., Thomas Pynchon

Perhaps they may have felt like the last two gods--the last inhabitants--of a watery earth; or perhaps--but it would be unfair to infer.

lil, flagamuffin, _refugee_