Constraints can shape art. A good example is the band “The White Stripes.” The very limited drum skills Meg White brought to the table actually created a unique and successful sound.
Another great example is this piece called “Kitchen Crash” on Basilike Pappa’s amazing blog “Silent Hour.” Each sentence contains eight words, which match the number of letters in the word “omelette.” These self-imposed constraints shaped and informed the art.
While there, check out the rest of this site. It contains a great mix of poetry and prose. This is someone to pay attention to!
‘It made my hair turn white,’ Dimitris said.
‘It formed stalactites in my mouth,’ Vassia said.
‘Seriously now, guys, it cannot be that bad.’ Christos mildly defended his cooking, fork in hand.
‘Go on, have a bite,’ Vassia urged, smiling.
‘A big one,’ Dimitris added, reaching for water.
Christos bravely thrust his fork into the omelette. He cut a piece thick with triple cheese. He brought it to his mouth and chewed.
Dimitris and Vassia watched attentively for his reaction. They saw every twitch that touched his face. Finally, the chewing came to a grateful stop.
‘Well?’ they said, their voices united in amusement.
‘You were right, too much salt,’ Christos admitted. ‘Like a sea wave crushing against my tongue.’
His elbow brushed against the bottle of wine. It pirouetted awkwardly and shattered on the floor. Christos’ face fell, exactly like his spirit had. Laughing, Vassia got up and brought…
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