An exquisite corpse of apposite quotes from the Hyperallergic Weekend Editors.
The election, the aftermath, the game:
“Perhaps all pleasure is only relief.”
—William S. Burroughs
“All this twaddle, the existence of God, atheism, determinism, liberation, societies, death, etc., are pieces of a chess game called language, and they are amusing only if one does not preoccupy oneself with ‘winning or losing this game of chess.”
“You see, painting has now become, or all art has now become completely a game, by which man distracts himself. What is fascinating actually is, that it’s going to become much more difficult for the artist, because he must really deepen the game to become any good at all.”
“If we can somehow make our hands make things that can connect to this sense of progress, then perhaps we can recapture that sense of, for lack of a better phrase, agency. That we have some sort of control in the direction of our lives. That we don’t feel like we’re being dragged in the wake of something we have no control over.
“But on the other hand, what is interesting is how pleasurable and fulfilling it can be, being dragged along, not having complete control over the course of our lives. It makes us feel whole and purposeful somehow, and in a way that makes us less than human.”