Sunday, December 30, 2007

The Art of Subversion

There's a story "floatin' 'round" in my head, and in bits and pieces on paper, about a former art forger who becomes a wealthy private art detective. What that has to do with the article below I have no idea... I think I just liked the title. Well, it's not really an article, it's somebody's blog posting, but I found it humorous nonetheless.

The Art of Subversion

Monica and I had our once every three or so months hour long phone conversation yesterday. And one of the topics, along with a Newsweek article I read recently, decided me to get going on a topic that I don't normally talk about:
The part of the conversation between Monica and I that swayed towards art leads me to a conversational opinion that I have. We were talking about smoking pot (granted neither of us have ever done it, being D 1 athletes and all), and that got me to thinking about the biggest pothead I know, who, for the sake of civility, will remain nameless. I will say this much about the guy: he is an absolutely amazing artist. However, that got us onto the subject of smoking up while being creative. I've heard (but never really seen any proof) of the fact that you become much more creative when you're high. This seems to me to cause many artists to smoke up in an effort to become more creative, more inspired, or just plain weirder. I, in my personal opinion, don't think this is fair. I see it as a form of cheating. If you create something while you're high, is that really you there on the paper, in the stone, or on the screen? Could you reproduce that style, that feeling, that aura, if you were to do it again while sober? I'm going to use a controversial analogy here: I see it as kind of like taking steroids while playing professional baseball (which has been in the news lately because of that). It's a performance enhancer: you get more benefit while still doing less work. The next argument that I hear coming is: If the art more inspiring, thought provoking, or imaginative when someone is high, why don't all artists get high, because that is the point of art, right? Yes, I would agree that the point of art is indeed to be inspiring, thought provoking, and imaginative. But the answer to your question is the same as to why drugs are illegal in sports: when you use drugs you're giving yourself an unfair advantage over the guy who works his tail off and still can't create a piece as imaginative, thought-provoking, or inspiring at you. There are professional artists just the same as there are professional sports players, and the ones who use drugs are giving themselves an unfair advantage, if indeed you do get a creative boost from pot.The funny thing about this is I'm sure alot of influential art out there has been created while the artist/s were high. Granted, that cannot be taken back, but I believe that natural human ingenuity and creativity should be valued above drug enhanced creativity and ingenuity any day. Speaking of natural human ingenuity, alot of the most inspirational pieces of art are also the oldest, when there were no drug enhancements. The article in Newsweek dealt with a family in England that was arrested for selling more than $20 million in fake artistic pieces over the past 10 or so years, many of which were modeled as ancient pieces of art. They managed to sell a painting relatively recently, by a deceased painter whose name currently escapes me, to a museum for $900,000. $900,000? Really? The best part about it was, obviously, the people didn't notice. It still inspired and hopefully made people think just as much as the original would have, because people believed it was the original. I just find it funny that the art market puts so much value on gleaning the originals when a forgery can achieve in essence what is the same effect. Now I am certainly not condoning art forgery: forgery of any kind is certainly an evil deed. This was all just a random musing that I thought I might share.Un-Ordinary: Halo party tonight with the first intermingling of work friends (Rick) and home friends (at least Wade and Curry). We'll see how that works out.

Random Quote:

"Any great work of art ... revives and adapts time and space, and the measure of its success is the extent to which it makes you an inhabitant of that world -- the extent to which it invites you in and lets you breathe its strange, special air."- Leonard Bernstein*Exeunt All*

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Frank Cine-atra

I think I'll use this as my new film rating. I give it 4 hats off!!
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Saturday, April 14, 2007

How to be a genius

Simple, but not easy.

How to be a genius

My mother, rest her merry, brainy soul, convinced me early on that I was - as she liked to put it, quoting the cartoon character Yogi Bear - "SMARRR-ter than the average bear!" I happily assumed that my Yogi-like intelligence would ensure great things. My sense of entitlement grew when I easily won good marks in school, then grew some more when three different college professors told me I had a talent for writing. Rising to the top, I gathered, was a matter of natural buoyancy.

The reality check came in my twenties, when nearly a decade of middling effort failed to cast the glow of my writing genius much beyond my study walls. By my early thirties I saw the obvious: my smarts and "talent" - above average or not - would count for little unless I outworked most of the other writers. Only when I started putting in some extra hours did I get anywhere.

Extraordinary efforts
Decade of dedication
Even the genius of Tiger Woods had to be laboriously constructed
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Kafka-esque?

clipped from www.refdesk.com

"Don't bend; don't water it down; don't try to make it logical; don't edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly." - Franz Kafka
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Thursday, April 12, 2007

Latin Lux

I don't know why I find humor in mundane phrases or expressions converted to Latin, but I think it has something to do with the juxtaposition of the sublime and the ridiculous.
clipped from web.mit.edu

Radix lecti
Couch potato

Mellita, domi adsum.
Honey, I'm home.

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