From 0bc764f003a763a30f3030b4de233a512a016881 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001
From: Case Duckworth
Date: Mon, 9 Mar 2015 12:39:38 -0700
Subject: HTML compile 2015-03-09
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art.html | 20 ++++++++++++--------
1 file changed, 12 insertions(+), 8 deletions(-)
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diff --git a/art.html b/art.html
index cb7dd47..540e9dc 100644
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+++ b/art.html
@@ -24,6 +24,7 @@
</head>
<body>
+<article id="header">
<header>
<!-- title -->
<h1 class="title">Art</h1>
@@ -32,19 +33,22 @@
</header>
- <section class="thing prose">
- <p>Paul was writing in his diary about art.</p>
- <p><em><a href="ouroboros_memory.html">This is my brain</a></em> he wrote. <em>This is my brain and all it contains. <a href="TODO_BIBLE_LINK">‘I contain multitudes’ said Legion.</a> I think it was Legion.</em> The big heading he had written at the top of the page (<em>ART</em> it read, but only when looking at it from his point of view) sat cold and alone, neglected in the <a href="sense-of-it.html">white space</a> surrounding it. He noticed this presently (but not after he had written a little more about multitudes), paused, frowned, and began to write again.</p>
- <p><em>ART stands alone at the top of a blank page</em> he wrote. <em>It follows <del>itself in circles</del> its own footprints in a circle around its own name. It leads nowhere but is present everywhere. <del>It contains</del> It contains multitudes. Every painting ever made is a painting of every other painting. Every song is a remix, a <a href="music-433.html">cover version</a>.</em> He crossed out the part about songs for getting off topic. He made a note to himself in the margin—<em>Music is not ART.</em></p>
+ <section class="content prose">
+ <p>Paul was writing in his diary about art.</p>
+ <p><em><a href="ouroboros_memory.html">This is my brain</a></em> he wrote. <em>This is my brain and all it contains. <a href="TODO_BIBLE_LINK">‘I contain multitudes’ said Legion.</a> I think it was Legion.</em> The big heading he had written at the top of the page (<em>ART</em> it read, but only when looking at it from his point of view) sat cold and alone, neglected in the <a href="sense-of-it.html">white space</a> surrounding it. He noticed this presently (but not after he had written a little more about multitudes), paused, frowned, and began to write again.</p>
+ <p><em>ART stands alone at the top of a blank page</em> he wrote. <em>It follows <del>itself in circles</del> its own footprints in a circle around its own name. It leads nowhere but is present everywhere. <del>It contains</del> It contains multitudes. Every painting ever made is a painting of every other painting. Every song is a remix, a <a href="music-433.html">cover version</a>.</em> He crossed out the part about songs for getting off topic. He made a note to himself in the margin—<em>Music is not ART.</em></p>
</section>
+</article>
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