I recently went to The philly museum of art and on display in the modern art section there was a painting called view in perspective of a perfect sunset.
What i loved about it was the pure irony of the somewhat morbid picture and it's name. The painting depicts ruins and a young girl holding her knees as if mourning.
The irony is, you would expect a sunset has a happy thing but in this its a describtion of a ending civilsation ("perfect" part as in sunset in the "end", of the day ("end" of a world?) and the begining of a new one ("perfect" part as in happy).
The artist eugene berman was probably refering to the Russian revelution which occured when he was a boy.
Irony is how I get by,
Catherine
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