Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Plug In & Recharge

Recently, we discussed if boredom is a factor that convinces us whether an artist is talented or unique. I would argue that due to the fast-passed society in which we live today this is truly a defining factor on how the majority of art of this era is viewed. We have an individual who via fame, networking, and a new idea becomes an artistic icon. He/she is then followed by others who expand and continue this new idea. As more and more work is configured this new idea becomes something of the past. It is old. It is commonplace. Much like a diamond’s value is placed in its rarity, an art is viewed as special when it is one-of-its-own-kind.

This trend in art can have its advantages. With artists competing for creative styles, beauty, and humour the art world becomes a pool of new ideas. Artists are more inventive. More experimental. There is true passion and a sense of accomplishment and awe.

In turn, this can have its disadvantages. The common artist is an excessively hard worker in his/her competitive environment with no guaranteed rewards. This often gloomy despair and uncertainty in one’s personal life then translates to one’s work as is now the vibe among many visual 2D canvas and 3D sculptural art. While flipping through our text I am constantly faced with a screaming person or a demented figure. Occasionally there is the pure form of a graceful dancer or a productive and aesthetically pleasing architecture. These occasions allow me to smile at modern art.

On a side note, it is quite refreshing to see scientific and technological blurbs here and there throughout our text. Humanities are not exclusively paintings or music but the correlation of all that humans create. This is not a boastful statement, simply the definition that has been established by humans – ha, irony.

Till next time.

The Hippo's Wings

The hippo’s wings! What? 

That is the same reaction I had to Jackson Pollock at work on his splatter of paint in the image on page 87 of our text. 


Now, most may frown upon his method of making money. I consider him a lucky chap. Ask me to have fun splashing buckets of paint and mediums onto a canvas 50 times my size and get paid big monies for it and I just may say, “Ok.”

No doubt Pollack enjoys his work. I too enjoy looking at it. I also consider it art. Much like one may consider eating cotton candy while swaying to and fro on a swing an art form. This of course is headed toward a tangent as one may argue that physics is an art and so on but from now on we will stick to the conventional visual arts in this post.

Do I consider it an art of talent? Meh, not really. Kudos to him for making it big with his work but I will not appreciate his so-called skill more than the slightly-creepy-yet-still-talented painter Salvador Dali and his artistic methods in Persistance de la Mémoire. 

This image maintains such fine brush stokes that the painting as a whole appears to be a photograph.

Though Pollock instills the “What!?” factor I automatically picture Lavender Mist hanging in a modern room expanding the sophistication and edgy-look to the space. If I were an interior designer it would be Pollock’s works and those of his contemporizes that I would seek out to complete a look for a client.

Apparently, this hippo has wings.

Till next time.