(The following post, which before has been published in other, less credible media, was amended and redacted for the sake of clarity and decency following a most vicious, yet, completely righteous and well considered attack by the State Church.)
The concept of Urgu, since my last blogpost thirty seconds ago, has gone unexpectedly viral and turned up the interest of Urgu in an unprecedented way since it’s introduction as a newfangled anthropological terminological mindset by Professor Georg Mandelbaum, then holding a lecture at the French Academy of Ethnology in Paris in 1957. The blog has recieved about ten thousand visitors, and Google is now almost collapsing under the intense weight of the pressure created by anthropologically enthused eavesdroppers of ephemeral artistic egregiousness. I therefore propose to you another peek into the urgu of my past, some sketches and stuff. You have probably seen it, and you most likely scoff at artists trying to make a nuisance with their old tricks. This sad behaviour will most likely be banned in the proximity of new legislation being introduced by the K.B.G (The Konsumers Backstabbers Guild) next year, where artistic foul games will be unheard of following this most needed inception of artistic censorship through our new ruling partys’ most well thought-out politics.
I think that these sketches may well prove that I have learned some basics about the human body – i.e. that it has two arms and two legs. Beside that, it’s impossible to tell if the artist is crazy or just downright joking. Is her shoulder dislocated? Is that bird just hanging there in mid-air? Those clouds, are they supposed to be clouds? Or are they merely poorly rendered representations of what we call “clouds”?
Above: This was supposed to be a portrait of the artists’ former lover, Mrs Van den Leper, but she died before the painting was ready, making the artist corrupt and bankrupt at the same time.
Licking a ducks’ eye is a traditional German way of getting rid of uninvited erotic desires in young girls during the early decades of the 20:th century. This came into disuse later on, and is now obsolete and wholly forgotten except in a Swiss enclave called Eigenwald, located in the territory of Eigenwald, north of the town of Lübeck (not the German town, but the Swiss village outside of the city of Eigen), in the Carpathian mountains (not the other Carpathians).