In an innocent browsing through attics and closets - not my own - the gears clicked serendipitously upon the instant when all the imperative ingredients for inspiration were ripely gathered, and so here begins CLOWN - A Madcap Credo - The way of wise fools and punk pierrots, romantic
rogues, butch mavericks, and reinvented femme fatales; the indivisible
soul, the willing rapscallion. The artful bad-ass.
This is a monthly dalliance with the concept above, cataloging saturated sneaks into the epic of the painted personalities humanity has reinvented for centuries. Consciously or no, with wit and wisdom, the Clown is a conviction that can underlay even the most stoic of masks.
Clown #1
Who's the April Fish near you this month?
In Canada, France, Italy, Belgium, and other countries, to pin a paper fish onto a friend's back come April 1st - without them knowing - is to mark a 'fool', a 'fish', a 'gowk' of the day. They are someone unwitting or slow to change, someone behind the times, someone clumsily aloof.
But how much of a fool is the fool willingly 'fished', willingly owning the name and the game, being wise to choose the joke, taking the laughter as his reward, not his degradation? They are no longer slow to catch up, but ahead of the rest, and reminding us of our moment. The ultimate nonverbal quip.
This is a monthly dalliance with the concept above, cataloging saturated sneaks into the epic of the painted personalities humanity has reinvented for centuries. Consciously or no, with wit and wisdom, the Clown is a conviction that can underlay even the most stoic of masks.
Clown #1
Who's the April Fish near you this month?
In Canada, France, Italy, Belgium, and other countries, to pin a paper fish onto a friend's back come April 1st - without them knowing - is to mark a 'fool', a 'fish', a 'gowk' of the day. They are someone unwitting or slow to change, someone behind the times, someone clumsily aloof.
But how much of a fool is the fool willingly 'fished', willingly owning the name and the game, being wise to choose the joke, taking the laughter as his reward, not his degradation? They are no longer slow to catch up, but ahead of the rest, and reminding us of our moment. The ultimate nonverbal quip.
Bookmarked! . . . . . Priceless is the epic tail of humanities ability to adapt and mold old concepts into new.
ReplyDeleteProud of you girl. As always, love the watercolor! Very expressive. Cheers!