"Damn everything but the circus"
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A curse that doubles as a love letter, "Damn everything but the circus" captures Corita Kent's talent for turning rebellion into invitation. It sounds like a throwaway slogan, but its bite is strategic: "damn" clears the throat, burns off piety and bureaucratic niceness; "but" swivels the sentence toward pleasure, color, and human spectacle. The line doesn’t reject meaning so much as it rejects the institutions that claim to own it.
Kent was a Catholic nun-artist who became a Pop-inflected graphic prophet of the 1960s, pulling from advertising’s punchy typography and mass-media immediacy. In that light, "the circus" isn’t escapism; it’s a metaphor for the crowded, noisy, improvised commons. The circus is where high and low share a tent, where bodies and skills are on display, where wonder is manufactured in public and you can still see the labor behind it. That transparency matters. It’s a corrective to sanctimony and to the kind of political or religious certainty that tries to flatten the world into slogans without ambiguity.
The subtext has a faintly punk theology: if you’re going to choose a faith, choose the one that makes room for mess, risk, and astonishment. Kent’s art insisted that seriousness could arrive through bright colors and borrowed commercial language, not despite them. The phrase dares you to stop worshiping the respectable machinery of culture and instead pay attention to what’s alive, unruly, and shared - the parts of public life that can still surprise you into being better.
Kent was a Catholic nun-artist who became a Pop-inflected graphic prophet of the 1960s, pulling from advertising’s punchy typography and mass-media immediacy. In that light, "the circus" isn’t escapism; it’s a metaphor for the crowded, noisy, improvised commons. The circus is where high and low share a tent, where bodies and skills are on display, where wonder is manufactured in public and you can still see the labor behind it. That transparency matters. It’s a corrective to sanctimony and to the kind of political or religious certainty that tries to flatten the world into slogans without ambiguity.
The subtext has a faintly punk theology: if you’re going to choose a faith, choose the one that makes room for mess, risk, and astonishment. Kent’s art insisted that seriousness could arrive through bright colors and borrowed commercial language, not despite them. The phrase dares you to stop worshiping the respectable machinery of culture and instead pay attention to what’s alive, unruly, and shared - the parts of public life that can still surprise you into being better.
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