It seemed it
was once a lot easier to say what is art. Art was not democratic, it was
something rich patrons paid skilled craftsmen to create for them. Kings and
Clerics decided was or wasn't art.
One example
of the power of the patron was from an art exhibition in New York City. All of
the paintings were from the Spanish Colonial era and made in the vast
territories of what was then New Spain. The majority of the images were larger
than life-size portraits of powerful men but one room was exclusively religious
art.
The exhibitor
keep the religious painting behind glass not because the painting were fragile
but because they were toxic. These paintings were dazzling brilliant objects heavily
accented in gold leaf and mercury pigments. The story goes they were all made
by murderers. That convicts were given a choice between execution or making
art, with the full understanding that working with mercury will slowly kill you
within the next 4 to 8 years. Of course there was the promise of redemption
thru repentance.
The Dadaists
are most identified with one of the earliest pieces done by Marcel Duchamp, The
Fountain. The once humble urinal that
was signed R. Mutt and probably put on display as a practical joke became one
of the landmark pieces of 20th century art.
You have to
be very secure about yourself to be an artist or even have strong opinions
about art. But speaking of urinals I salvaged one from a demolition site and
gave it to James Enders, a pop artist in Pottstown PA. He plans to fill it with ice and use it as a
beer cooler at his next gallery opening.
It will be called "The Oasis".
The question
of art is difficult because so much of art is about context instead of
substance. If I showed a child's drawing of butterfly you might say it's
cute. If I told you it was the last act
of a child who died from a long chronic illness, suddenly that same picture has
tremendous emotional impact. Then again if told you it was an early Picasso, your
first thought might be how much money is it worth?
Context both
frames and pollutes our ideas of beauty and meaning. One time in a writers group , one of the
members told this story about a movie screen play he wrote. The screen play had
won a prize in one of the larger sponsored writing contests. The writer was invited to an awards dinner in
Los Angles to receive his prize and so he went. It was very nice dinner and
representatives form a Hollywood studio asked to meet with him the next
day. The Writer was ecstatic, finally
recognition and maybe success.
The meeting
didn't go as he expected. There were half a dozen people from the studio, they
all read a copy of the screen play. They all seemed to have liked it but it was
hard to tell because no one said anything particularly positive or negative
about the story. Instead each made some bland non-committed statement and then
asked the others what do they think? This went on for over an hour, maybe even two
hours. In that room full of movie
executives none of these people seem to be comfortable saying what they thought
or was sure of what people would like to see in a movie. No one wanted to take a risk but that might
say much more about the movie industry than art.
Without some
of the old conventions to fall back on people feel adrift when they look at art
that challenges them. In some ways it's
oppressing (or at least intimidating) instead of liberating. It like taking
chickens that have been raised in a factory henhouse and leaving them outside
in the barnyard. The chickens begin to get edgy and can't wait to get back in
the henhouse.
Last weekend
I went an art show that just opened at a small local gallery, Studio B in
Boyertown PA. The theme of the show is Happy Little Trees. It's juried show and
most if not all of the artists are successful professionals.
There was
another art show that I went to. I'm not going supply any background
information. Here are a few examples of what I saw. Are they better than the
show at Studio B ? What do you think?
So do you still need context -or are you are you secure enough in your own sense of aesthetics to say what you like or don't like. Is it art or is it not?
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