on finishing...

"To finish a work? To finish a picture? What nonsense! To finish it means to be through with it, to kill it, to rid it of its soul, to give it its final blow the coup de grace for the painter as well as for the picture."
Pablo Picasso

(ta, pablito! that's the spirit! and it makes so much sense - says she. i did finally managed to blip today's entry - on hold 'cause i've been so busy...and tired...and...that's something.
i suppose that to keep with this "hobby" -or addiction- i will have to give up my job...)


"The most unfair thing about life is the way it ends.
I mean, life is tough. It takes up a lot of your time.
What do you get at the end of it?
A Death! What's that, a bonus?
I think the life cycle is all backwards.
You should die first, get it out of the way.
Then you live in an old age home.
You get kicked out when you're too young, you get a gold watch, you go to work.
You work forty years until you're young enough to enjoy your retirement.
You do drugs, alcohol, you party, you get ready for high school.
You go to grade school, you become a kid, you play, you have no responsibilities, you become a little baby, you go back into the womb, you spend your last nine months floating...

...and you finish off as an orgasm.?
George Carlin

(now we're talking...!?)


(my paper beads: another unfinished project but...why would i want to give it its final blow, the coup de grace...?)