Andy Warhol, someone whom I find absolutely fascinating, once said, “I like boring things.” I’ve been extremely intrigued by his quote. I’m not entirely sure why. It could be that I’ve had way too much coffee (but then again, if I have way too much coffee every day, doesn’t that just make it my normal intake amount? Hmm…) It could also be that I’ve got a massive exam looming over my head and my brain is scrambling for anything to distract me from actually studying. Or, and probably the most likely explanation, is that I’m just coo-cooed out and gone absolutely mental. Because really, who cares what Andy Warhol said? Aren’t there more important things for me to think about?
For example, how can someone so weird and interesting like boring things? Would that not just make said person boring? Would it not be logical to assume that only boring people liked boring things? Or would it be that if said person was interesting to start with, whatever he liked would automatically become less boring? Is this the logic of magazines and advertisements? “[Insert cool celebrity] is seen with a [insert brand] bag/shoe/baby from XX country!” I suppose because he/she is a cool celebrity, it immediately makes the above product hip and cool? And so when my random neighbour buys said product, does it makes him hip and cool too? Is there any causal relationship going on here? And why do I have so many questions? And more importantly, why am I not studying?
