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Dead Art or Dead Minds?

Big, Blue $43.8 million Newman “Zip” Painting  On the 8 th of October, a lift technician at a museum in the Netherlands mistakenly threw away a piece of artwork made to look like two empty beer cans. Last year, the infamous artwork consisting of a banana duct-taped to a wall was eaten by a hungry visitor to a gallery in Seoul, South Korea. Last month, I went to an art gallery and convulsed my face in disdain at the random blobs of paint that covered the canvases on the high walls. Modern art can be quite the sore spot for us connoisseurs. The painful abstract paintings, novels of base vocabulary, CGI drowned movies and music made on one beats app with auto-tune or nonsense lyrics physically hurt. I know I sound like your grandmother here, but bear with me when I ask you; how do you feel when you see a plain canvas covered entirely in blue paint? What emotions does a blue rectangle evoke? To me, none. But what if I told you that rectangle sold for almost $44 million? You’d probably a
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'Working Girl' (1988): An Exploration into Gender, Class, and Power.

“Working Girl," directed by Mike Nichols and released in 1988, is a rom-com starring Sigourney Weaver, Melanie Griffith and Harrison Ford. Following Griffith as Tess, an ambitious young secretary, aspiring to become a successful businesswoman. When her boss Katharine Parker (Sigourney Weaver) gets injured during a skiing accident, she takes advantage of the opportunity to make headway in her career. Working Girl is one of my favourite movies of all time - no, not just because of the swoon-worthy Harrison Ford and the massive poster of it over my bed - but also because of the rich commentary it provides on the societal structures and cultural norms of the 1980s, many of which remain relevant today. For a 1988 rom-com, Working Girl does a great job of exploring various sociological aspects through the story of Tess McGill, a working-class woman who navigates the corporate world. Shown to be a “commuting career woman” she travels to New York by ferry, wearing sneakers and carryin

2023 The Year of Fusion

Smooth sailing into cold December, 2023 is wrapping up. A look back at this year reveals the interesting blends of old and new that were born.  We find ourselves in a time of tumultuous and constant change. Let’s face it, gen z evolves so quick that we can’t even keep up with ourselves. Hundreds of new slang words, trends, memes crowd the internet every day – and die out pretty quickly too. So in this fast paced world, how do things like classical music, news, law, and film keep up? A look back at 2023 reveals a simple recipe for success – an intriguing middle ground. A new fight for survival, the fight to be heard, preserved, remembered has arisen. This era doesn’t require free-spirit or traditionalism, it requires adaptability.  TikTok entertains over a billion users worldwide with its variety of videos in 60 seconds or less. Between the smooth swipes appear extremely creative advertising which at first glance doesn’t even seem like it with its careful blend into the current trends o

Oppenheimer: The American Prometheus

Cillian Murphy as Oppenheimer | Courtesy Universal Pictures The biographical film ‘Oppenheimer’ was released this year on July 21 st . The esteemed director Christopher Nolan known for creating intellectually challenging films made his first biopic no different. Starstudded with Cillian Murphy playing the lead and shot on stunning 70mm IMAX film it is a feast for the eyes in this era of CGI and other forms of cinematic degeneration. In the midst of the second world war, the United States of America is desperate for a decisive victory against Nazi Germany. A new weapon is needed to create destruction of a scale and kind unfathomable, and physicist Julius Robert Oppenheimer is the man for the job. Born in New York City in 1904 to a non-observant Jewish family. Oppenheimer had a comfortable childhood and excelled at his studies, graduating from Harvard a year early and going on to study at the University of Cambridge which he left in 1926 for the University of Gottingen to study under

On Devils by Dostoevsky

  And sometimes we are devils to ourselves  When we will tempt the frailty of our powers,  Presuming on their changeful potency.                                      -Troilus and Cressida   I have just finished another work by Fyodor Dostoevsky and am tempted to write about it. His work is like a gift that keeps on giving. Those who know the feeling of it crawl and linger in the recesses of the mind may understand. I am persuaded to love and respect Dostoevsky more and more each day. I have felt so since I first read Notes from the Underground, then Crime and Punishment and now Devils. Each of his works influenced me so appreciably that I fail to recollect the state of my mind and thought before I read them.   I have found Devils to be different from his previous works. Another fact is that I positively took my time to read it. Thus, I had the opportunity to not only devour it, but to savour it to the fullest extent.   In this novel, Dostoevsky exhibits his remarkable abilities as a ma

A Night in Lahore

The sun set long ago; it is past midnight. Lahore's nightlife is sleepy. The roads are finally peaceful with only the dark sky, big trees and illuminating streetlights. A rare sight. Time to go home in the merchants’ minds. All offices closed; all shops shuttered down. To bed to rise again. This is not the full picture.  When the shops were closing in Township. A little boy stood in the street, a fruit vendor. There were a few tiny and almost rotten guavas on his cart. You could tell it never had fresh goods on it. He feels he didn't make enough, at an hour past midnight he starts hollering for customers "only fifty rupees!" looping. Uttering silly gibberish as he dusted his fruits. He was only 7 or 8. We asked him where his father was. "It's just me" he replied, nothing more, it could've meant anything. We gave him fifty rupees to have a guava for himself. It moved him to tears. I don’t know what became of him next.  At Link Road the old man sits on

The Torment of Repetition

Buddhism has a very interesting concept of hell. One of the hells is 'Samsara’ described as the 'suffering-laden, continuous cycle of life, death, and rebirth without beginning or end’. It is perpetuated by 'karma' that every sinner creates by craving and ignorance. The soul is doomed to rebirth repeatedly until the karma is accounted for - until the soul is pure. Life of Samsara is deeply painful, unhappy and mundane. Man puts himself into anguish and creates a personal hell due to the repetitions he constructs. Reliving painful past is the torture.   Under this light, the phrase 'history repeats itself’ begins to seem unpleasant. Throughout human history, the main events have been war. Revolutions that sprung up, new religions, new ideologies, new philosophies, new questions – all begin wars. This war can be physical between, societies or countries; or mental. Undoubtedly, mental war will lead to physical action. War with the self will impel the expression of it. 

Paean to Petersburg

The 27th of May marked the 319th anniversary of the founding of St Petersburg by Tsar Peter the Great in 1703. On the site of a captured Swedish fortress and named after apostle Saint Peter.  Saint Petersburg is the heart of Russian culture. It is the city associated with the birth and rise of the Russian Empire closer than any other. Petersburg was the capital city, governed by the Tsars and the Empire, all the way to 1918 when it was replaced by the Bolsheviks who took their government to Moscow. It is the second largest city, on the Neva River and went through name changes too; known as Petrograd from 1914 to 1924 and Leningrad from 1924 to 1991. After a referendum, the original name was restored.  This magnificent city holds in its honour the lions of literature. Petersburg was the pivot for the best of education, art, science and society. It holds immense importance in both poetry and prose. All of Fyodor Dostoevsky's main works are set in Petersburg where he spent the larger