Today I stood still in the middle of
the street all day. the city is my stage. i resisted work but
emanated menace. my audience felt my powerful anarchy, the potential
alchemy. i transform our city.
“Etymologically, an act of
expression is a squeezing out, a pressing forth.....
even in the most mechanical forms of
expression there is interaction and a consequent transformation of
the primitive material which stands as raw material for a product of
art, in relation to what is actually pressed out. It takes the wine
press as well as grapes to ex-press juice, and it takes environing
and resisting objects as well as internal emotion and impulsion to
constitute an expression of emotion.” (Dewey,J.Art As
Experience. (1934)The Berkley Publishing Group, page.64)
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