My first book is available on Amazon here:
My first book is about the loss of Western art to a false art philosophy, nihilism, industrialization, and a corrupt and politicized art establishment.
Excerpt from chapter 1:
The art we call Modernism is best described as a psychological disease, the goal of which is nothing less than the total destruction of art — which it has more or less successfully done.
Modernism (or Postmodernism) is both an attitude to visual art and an accompanying philosophy, which now dominates our culture artistically, spiritually, politically and socially. We are immersed in it constantly, so that virtually nothing is free from its infectious absurdity. From our architecture to our fashion and our way of speaking, to the very ideas you are permitted to express; it is the victory of the final remaining virtue of non-judgementalism. All other virtues have been discarded. What is worse is that it is based entirely on lies and conformism to foggy, relativist thinking. And all this was achieved not by warfare or political force, but by commandeering and obscuring the definition of art.
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Brendan Heard appeared over the Nile one summer day, floating and shimmering as did the cosmic egg over the black water of Nu at the beginning of time. And he was heard at that time to say: Lo! I am Born with Ra.
And as the sun floated upon the water’s breast, he was with Ra then, as he was with Nu. And when Brendan, according to his desire, uttered the deep thoughts of his mind, that which he named had being. When he gazed into space, that which he desired to see appeared before him.
He went about among men; he took form like unto theirs, and to him the centuries were as years.
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