A Hole in the Mouth

I have spent a good deal of time wondering uselessly about how to approach writing for this blog. Not in the trivial "how does one sit down and type words?" sense (although such things are indeed both difficult and unintuitive to ADHD-bearers such as myself), but in the stylistic, artistic sense. One thing that the internet oft obscures, due to its now over-a-decade-long traditional subculture of repackaging other people's art under the guise of a "review" that amounts to nothing more than a summary and some jokes at the expense of minorities and artists, is that reviewing can feel as aimless as it feels purposeless, both on the reviewer's end and (more importantly) on the audience's end. Reviews are rarely art in themselves , which is to say, their content is rarely expressive, and only adds anything to the experience of the original art being commented on once every geological aeon. As an artist, I am mildly repulsed by this, and generaly feel constrai...