Bob Dylan en die kunsmuseum
Voordat ek nou in alle erns begin nadink oor hierdie maand se blogfokus, is die gebruiklike bietjie Bob Dylan seker in orde. Dylan, self ‘n amateurskilder, het klaarblyklik gemengde gevoelens oor kunsmuseums. In Visions of Johanna (een van sy beste songs) sing hy:
Inside the museums infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo, this is what salvation must be like after a while
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
You can tell by the way she smiles
In Don’t fall apart on me tonight sing hy:
But it’s like I’m stuck inside a painting
That’s hanging in the Louvre,
My throat start to tickle and my nose itches
But I know that I can’t move.
Is daar iets waaroor hierdie man hom nog nie uitgelaat het nie?!
