10.30.2008

commons

human life seems to be a balance between instinct and intellect. neither one can be excluded from human attribute.
to be one's self... difficult in a social dynamic that demands conformity.

an artist is an artist, probably at conception.. probably set into motion with the foods eaten by the parents..
well, its the genetic line.
random events align to create an "artist."

"hidden" until a time where the behaviour they keep is exposed.. usually due to the wane or elimination of like behaviour in the artist's surround.
an artist usually, but gradually, begins "exposure" after age 5(ish). once in school, it begins.

once an artist is made to be aligned with unbalanced rules or generalized "system," they begin to reveal themselves whether they want to or not.


art seems to have to be blatantly abstract to be understood, recieved, and thus.. liked and taken ultimately as "contribution."
as an example: i have on my desk a "clear" lifesaver candy in a glorious clear wrapper (i think it may be coconut). i "see" so much in this piece, this object. but to most it is just an uneaten candy.. a wrapped candy. "clutter."
but enlarged or put into an assembly(assemblage) then people begin or have the possibility of being able to "see" the wonders in the object or the object itself - to feel the beauty of existence.

art is like a translation. a translator of existence. the "artist" is a kind of translator.

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