andyfox
07-07-2004, 01:56 AM
Reading about the 19th century French realist painter Gustave Courbet, I came across this from one of his enemies, Alexander Dumas, written on June 6, 1871:
"From what fabulous crossing of a slug with a peacock, from what genital antitheses, from what sebaceous oozing can have been generated, for instance, this thing called M. Gustave Courbet? Under what gardener's cloche, with the help of what manure, as a result of what mixture of wine, beer, corrosive mucus and flatulent oedema can have grown this sonorous and hairy pumpkin, this aesthetic belly, this imbecilic and impotent incarnation of the Self? Wouldnt one say he was a force of God, if God--Whom this non-being has wanted to destroy--were capable of playing pranks, and could have mixed Himself up with this?"
Wow! If it's not good to hold it in, if it's healthy to let it out, Dumas must have felt great.
"From what fabulous crossing of a slug with a peacock, from what genital antitheses, from what sebaceous oozing can have been generated, for instance, this thing called M. Gustave Courbet? Under what gardener's cloche, with the help of what manure, as a result of what mixture of wine, beer, corrosive mucus and flatulent oedema can have grown this sonorous and hairy pumpkin, this aesthetic belly, this imbecilic and impotent incarnation of the Self? Wouldnt one say he was a force of God, if God--Whom this non-being has wanted to destroy--were capable of playing pranks, and could have mixed Himself up with this?"
Wow! If it's not good to hold it in, if it's healthy to let it out, Dumas must have felt great.