A friend in Washington, D.C. recently sent me an article about an art project on The Mall adjacent to the Washington Monument. The installation displayed 600,000 white flags representing the human mortality due to the so-called Covid 19 Pandemic. My friend and I do not see eye-to-eye on most big propaganda events. We do agree that evil powers control the minds of most with emotion and fear, but when it gets down to the particulars we seldom find agreement. No matter, our friendship is solid, we are patient, thoughtful, and listen to what each other is trying to express.
Well, this art installation got under my skin more than the garden variety hoaxes we have all become so familiar with. I suppose it’s because I spend a lot of my time making art. Abstraction. Personal creation/expression from my imagination.
Nobody does it (propaganda) better than the Washington Post – with help from the CIA, ’Five-Eyes,’ and other intelligence agencies working cooperatively to jerk the heart right out of your chest. In your weakened, emotional state, is when they come down hard with the jackboot. Psychotic thugs have a keen sense for when you have let your guard down. It’s (vulnerability) something they can induce, like a hypnotist putting another person in a trance. They practice, practice, practice, until they are expert at it.
On to the artist. Maryland artist Suzanne Brennan Firstenberg is a miracle if there ever was one. https://suzannefirstenberg.com/artist-bio-suzanne-firstenberg/
Paragraph #1, from her bio: “Suzanne Brennan Firstenberg was born in western South Dakota. Via a circuitous route that included Kentucky and Puerto Rico, she earned an MBA, worked in the pharmaceutical industry, and finally arrived in Washington, DC, to a job in the United States Senate. For balance, she volunteered with the terminally ill.”
Now, I’ve been around art my whole life, making it, selling it (commercial gallery for 10 years), observing it and so on. That’s why miracle is not too strong a word to describe Firstenberg’s amazing good fortune and notoriety. I suspect that her rise to stardom parallels that of the many musicians we’ve critiqued here a POM over the years. I’m curious about her trajectory and wonder what others may have to say. I haven’t found the financial ties, or the family connections, and frankly don’t care that much about “proving” anything. I’m leaning toward “juiced,” while my friend living only a couple of blocks from the Capital disagrees. We agree to disagree. Perhaps I’m overacting.