In honor of it actually snowing here in my new home state of Oklahoma, here are a couple Calvin & Hobbes comics dealing with fun in the snow. They also do a good job of pretty much summing up all that crap that some call "modern art." I appreciate good art, I'm not ignorant about it, and every once in a while I'll see something "modern" and be impressed by it. However, most of the time it looks to me like someone trying too hard to be so different that they don't even know what they're trying to be or what they end up making. It's sort of a "make-it-up-as-you-go-and-interpret-it-later" approach.

In these comics we have Calvin, the modern artist, using large and complex, yet very vague, words to describe what he is trying to convey, in hopes of fooling the uneducated observer. Hobbes plays the role of the general public, acting like he's impressed, when really he doesn't know what the heck he is looking at or why he should be impressed. His only real observation is that it's all the same color. Everything else seems to slip past him unnoticed.

Consider me "the philistine on the sidewalk" in the second comic.