Unconfined reflections (p1) (p2)
1°) -The right of making objects and
declare them works of art is part
of the fundamental and unalienable rights of every human
being.
2°) -When humans change planets and as a consequence move,
I do not think they will absolutely need to take everything
away.
I am above the so-called modern art.
I have no need of its "innovation issues", let alone the ones that deal with
"contesting society and its set of values".
As to the "inner worlds", the more different they look, the more they seem
like "déjà vu".
As regards their very conformist fundamentalists, I obviously profess the most cordial
contempt. They are pathetic. The "extravagant critics" are part of the same lot.
I only need to turn my gaze at the beauty that lies in Man and Nature to turn the
others’ on it, the question of meaning being self-evident.
- Had the architects made as much progress as "artists", (I know, I know,
there isn’t any progress in bullshit, either) we would dwell in rotten barrels.
But fortunately…
- Questioning, destabilizing society: the artists’ claims…
(I no longer put the inverted commas).
The effect of the atomic bomb seems comparatively negligible to them…
But the world remains true to form (which may be better), and if another stupidity,
supposedly artistic, were enough to destabilize it, that would be something definitely
new under the sun.
-In fact, what they blame this cheap society for is despising them –you know,
the opposite of valuing—for they’re all at sea. So they contest it
impertinently.
But impertinently means without pertinence, that is to say on
principle. What principle?
The principle according to which one ought to act like other revolutionaries to be
revolutionary (very simple, isn’t it), and above all talk when one has got nothing
consistent to say.
-In the land of artists, nags and halfwits are kings.
For they are definitely sure of themselves.
- Being able to keep your mouth shut once you’ve acquired the ability to speak is
one of the most difficult thing, the more so in a society like ours where existing
comes down to speaking.
Too much noise!…
- Contesting society ???
I say: - Contesting is the occasional duty of every single person
and can in no way
be the prerogative or the specialty in essence of a caste, no matter artistic it might be.
But, in order to contest, does not one need to have knowledge as well as the
appropriate intellectual material? (just not to come out with too thick ones).
And yet, isn’t there in virtually every case an unbelievable (artistic)
overestimation of oneself ?
- Any leveling down debases.
- Each year, for several decades, hundreds of artists have been taken out of art
schools. All our cities should be open-air museums far richer than Florence.
Are they? Where are the works?
Without the museums which are specifically dedicated (that is, exhibiting cultural,
therefore artificial campaigns) to modern art, that art would be, as it were,
non-existent from our lives. The private collections being, basically,
profitable aesthetic campaigns.
- After the war disasters in the twentieth century that we all know, man doesn’t
seem to have disappeared, but to have become ill-placed in that self-proclaimed
modern or contemporary art. (Spare my nerve that nuance…)
Puygybel says: it is not the least of barbarity’s
achievements, which has been a
characteristic feature of this century, to have passed on the quiet of politics
(and the population) in art and among the artists.
Remember the corporal had been a painter.
Fiction is no longer fair to actual practice.
-After having being destroyed physically and en masse where we know, it is in art
(I mean visual art, of course) that he (man) is to be found "persona non grata",
if I may say… (but this is beginning to date).
It is a bit as if some soft barbarity had taken over in this
field of activity.
The ultimate in "good education".
- I would not like to be an "artist" because I do not envy them.
(I refer you to the "recipes"…further down).
Just imagine their suffering as they send masterpieces down the drain
every time they flush the toilet.
- There is nothing that Perfect-Babies (democratic, humanitarian, ethical, and so on,
artists) can stand less than the image of man which they contend to be the most
arduous defenders of (with great ostentation, of course). What they like best,
so they say, is what troubles them most. But …don’t you say a word to them about
it.
Indeed, who would dare tell Perfect-Baby, who has become an artist and a
anti-establishment
de facto against this society (thanks to which he ponces around in fine clothes),
that he is the vilest servant of the market.
"They don’ t become aware of it", which is more comfortable…
- If Perfect-Baby did not believe what he is told (that is, that every time he craps,
he performs a revolutionary artistic act), it would be the last straw.
Thus art schools, avant-gardist trends of all kinds, and so on, need not worry… let
alone the market (with all the supposedly enlightened dead losses that form it).
- Going from: we all can! To: we all do! is a product of the most shameful
intellectual crookedness.
(For everyone can fiddle with it: here is something which, again,
spoils art).
Some have even gone as far as becoming artists after a couple of classes and specks.
And here they come quickly…the exhibition and the really awfully nice web-site.
- Process of artistic creation:
-- Gag! (that’s sheer nonsense, the market is designed for it … and requires it
now!). Then:
-- Gag’s followed by stupidity …it’s business that calls for it today.
-- And it’s just another short step from stupidity to ass-licking. And it’s
still the same craft.
But that craft is much less difficult to learn than THE craft.
Well…let's not forget Art also means craft.
This was indeed what the Renaissance artists, among others, had most regard for.
- Contesting society…?
But society makes money even with crap, were it artist-made artistic crap.
And if society purchases it and above all talks about it, which is the basic condition,
(ah! Pascal –n° 153), the very success becomes a failure…and even worse.
The artist, who has to be avant-gardist not to get rinky-dink in a week,
becomes the henchman of what he contends to fight.
And let’s get on with it … from nonsense to nonsense, for nothing matters
but to be a part of it (I mean of "the new religion").
-What connection is there between the "Virgin, Saint Anne and the child" of
Leonald.
and, for instance, a metal piece of some shape or other in a large room of a museum
that’s beyond suspicion? The word Art may rather mean the sound "art"!
- The immutable in time (I would almost say in daily life)…
to be seen, to be kept faithfully in sight.
- The best art reviews: critical, but not too much…
For when one bites into it, one is left starving.
Ah! The "unquestionable" journalistic corporation…
Its virtually consubstantial disease (once again): "Parroting".
- There is something pathetic about the gesticulating going on to have "modern
art"
known and accepted by a majority. The latter’ s far from being as foolish as
it would take. Fortunately!
- Art is still alive, but not where we are told…Its essence has partly slid, it
has shifted.
I feel some identity’s being usurped, somehow!
- I do not socialize with artists, of course.
It is a corporation that demands too sound a stomach.
- The naiveté of good people seems to be unlimited.
Indeed, for Art’ sake, who among those gently revolutionary academics, those
"extravagant critics", those philosophers who have a passion for aesthetics,
never
ask themselves the following question while facing those ever paltrier
"trinkets"
presented as works of art.
"…Aren’ t those good artists taking us for fools?".
Those good people remind me of the "useful idiots" used by some revolutionary
(who was no less a dictator for it).
- it seems very odd that for some people (very few in fact) art has become a word
devoid of meaning, and the more devoid as anything is put into it, and that for
others art is a bit everywhere as in a kind of paradise for stupendously naive
cretins.
- What’s
comforting about modern art is that there will always be a moron aesthete
,
or a useful idiot, er … I mean a critic or an historian of art to see
the wonderful
where it isn’t and churn out a paper or a book adding to the corpus of the
"History of Art",
the latter transcending of course that of humanity.
HELP !
- It is not idle to say there is no art worthy of the name but that which, emerging
from the age of religion or metaphysics, is all the more art as it requires a great
technical skill.
- Am I ridiculously faithful to a dead thing?
- Art? An assemblage of tam-tam cans and wire on a wooden structure
in a private collection in Athens, on the land of Gods!
Am I crazy to be shocked by it ?
- The gagmen –or gagwomen—stick four pieces of paper to a
coffee machine,
knock a few nails (of a special kind) into a board (it did happen, of
course)
and declare "it means … and so on and so forth".
After that, they no longer feel at the height of artistic fulfilment.
In other times, those cretins would have been thrown into an asylum.
Today they’re held in high regard (ha-ha!) by critics, gallery owners,
collectors,
historians of art, heads of public collections, ministers of Culture,
and so on … What’s happened?
IT’S JUST AN AMAZING WORLD!
Oh shit!
- I think with a certain emotion of these thousands of unknown
people who all devise
everyday objects, often in good taste, and that are from time to time beautiful.
I think of those who design aircraft, rockets, satellites, cars, computers and
software, etc.
What know-how! what art! what modernity! This is where the intimate and
extraordinarily
lively nature of our times is to be found, where a major part of today’s art
lies.
Compared with this, the so-called artists are just a bunch of incompetent
as much as rude and opportunistic simpletons.
- I know, a lot of things are in inverted commas, … but so
many words are borrowed.
Not always with the best of intentions.
- The following basic thing about the abstract as a concept
must be added:
the latter is precisely mode of concreteness of a concept, and if there is
mention of abstract,
it can be but the abstract of something, … "the abstract –of nothing—in
itself" is mere swank’s talk.
- Abstract painting is, strictly speaking, just a production
of stains.
Of course, it can take so many shapes that anyone can have their own
"style".
Being particularly malicious, I think producing stains is showing --he painting’s
here to prove it--
one is incapable of doing anything, (which anybody is capable of, including an
ass with a brush
attached to its tail … in front of a bailiff … and critics see the work as a
valuable painting.
But that was all quickly forgotten, … quickly repressed.
As for "abstract sculpture" which is anything you
like but, strictly speaking, sculpture: ditto.
I decline the honor of making things that are too spiritual
for me, and I insist on my being a lout
behind the times who prefers creating real statues that are not easy to make (and
to look at, ha-ha!).
- The point is that the people who make up the artistic mass
are no match for the real
which completely surpasses them.
- The endless production of new items is one of the essential
features of our scientific,
technical and capitalist era. This phenomenon has reached art (on the decline) ,
ensuring its becoming
not only a field of production of objects whose cultural value is unduly
overestimated,
but also, ultimately, its own referent.
In fact, it doesn’t have any more referent and can indulge in discourses with
no link to any reality
(even that of a genuine discourse), while claiming to be enlarging it.
- All those avant-gardes, overcome by their own fall, are always already corny considering
man’s ever-actual integrity in the face of the world and time.
And this integrity remains unquestionable despite the truly genuine feelings of
self-split
or self-disintegration.Based upon this, a plastic form should not be derived
from this feeling itself,
but from the one that faces it. And it needs be said that there’s only one way
to achieve this:
the appearance of what may be seen as real in its entirety. Both form and
content, it should be
as rich in its innately-given form as it should in its increasingly complex
state.
- What is clearly conceived of is to be produced in a clear painting or a clearly-
erected statue, without resorting to the "modern grimace".
- I am modern (there’s nothing I can do about it) … but I watch myself and take care of myself!
- Truth exists and lie is the surest evidence to it.
The
new religion
- Recipes:
To which should always be added "a touch of good chatter"
(and don’ t forget to mention "it’s art"
not to be taken for a poor sod).
1)
Take a few pieces of carpet, coffee machines or any other stuff, "show" them
along
with a video explaining where it all comes from. Thus "you make people think".
Dead easy!
And, of course, you produce art and you’re an artist.
Bravo! Bravi!
2) Mash anything you like, smear it on the walls of a gallery, on someone or anything
that comes across and take pictures of the whole thing every day
(because the mould’s …artistic).
"You make people think". You have produced art! You’re an artist.
Dead easy! Hurray for ART!
3) Hang teddy bears of any size to any ceiling. Dead easy!
"You make people think". You have produced art! you’re an artist.
Dead easy! Hurray for ART!
4) Cut yourself here and there with a razor blade.
(No crying!…you are doing art, …and moreover people are watching you!)
"You make people think". You have produced art! you’re an artist.
Dead easy! Hurray for ART!
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Oh ! How cruel !
Isn’t that guy trying to prevent us from making art?!!
Arrr... Greueueu !!!