Sunday, October 07, 2007

I like candy, plus eulogy for the hyphen

"I need candy,
Bubblegum and taffy,
Get in my way, punk,
You gonna get your ass beat,
~MC Pee Pants

When the rough cave-hands of a cave-man slapped cave-pigment on a cave-wall, they did two related things. They:

1.) ushered in the beginning of the end of prehistory, mainly because they

2.) recorded, in the absence of written language, historical occurrence

What then if we assign depictive historiography, the most primitive of human historical techniques, the task of depicting one of the most primordial human urges--the urge to eat, for example, or the urge towards companionship with fellow humans, or the urge to rut, or the urge to have Jolly Ranchers and Starburst Tropical Fruit Chews rain from the sky directly into our gaping, indiscriminately churning mouth-hole? Some cave-man-ass-shit, that's what. Electric cave-painting is what; the pre-historical moment caught in the glowing pixelated gaze of digital history:

Cave art by Deniz Cebenoyan


Perfect Ratio said...
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cadaloz said...

I am writing you from Turkey. I was looking for Deniz Cebenoyan, because I guess my fionce is Deniz's cousin. Thanx for your time :)

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