"Citizens, in the future there will be neither darkness nor thunderbolts; neither ferocious ignorance, nor bloody retaliation. As there will be no more Satan. In the future no one will kill anyone else, the earth will beam with radiance, the human race will love. The day will come... When all will be concord, harmony, light, joy and life"
Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
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Color of English pink , only for the female angels;
Color of azure blue, hopeful;
Color of glistening yellow as the sun of your island;
Color of absence, translucent;
Color of soot grey, shadows of Hell;
Color of molten mercury, flowing, elusive;
Color of bird of bad fortune, black obsidian;
Color of carmine, because life is always cruel;
Multicolored as the brightness of your giant kaleidoscope"
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Art and death - or – why you mustn't trust artists and intellectuals and must take yourself and artists with a grain of salt and some laughter
A few hours ago, we've been told by the local Israeli press, that a very famous artist committed suicide because of an ongoing investigation regarding his past relationships with female students, during his working years as an art school professor. Guilty or not [the police hasn't begun an official investigation up to now because no complaints were filed; it was a voyeuristic journalistic item as part of the all-encompassing #metoo shaming campaign] – the lesson to be learned over and over again is simple: artists are usually pretty screwed up as is, in most cases – not the most mentally stable folk – plus, easily emotionally/spiritually/intellectually manipulated due to personalities which tend to be over-dramatic, gullible and easily-impressionate [especially when young]. I have never identified myself as an artist, because it had always been a hobby so to speak, all the more so, I've always treated artists and intellectuals with suspicion. Today, as a veteran hobbyist artist, with 20+ odd years of continuous creative adventures, I have become all the more critical of the art world and its inhabitants. I think that most art is doomed to be forgotten anyway, and what's considered as the crème-de-la-crème of the art world should at best be viewed as an outstanding reflection of humanity's history, psychology and social criticism. Culture, with art being a key ingredient, are important to a degree – but they say nothing about the person and his/her key values, moral stance and potential. I've seen far more trustable (from a social point of view) non-artist folks than those who identify themselves as artists. Also, we [myself included of course] tend to see our work as having some kind of intrinsic spiritual value, but remember that most humanity doesn't even have access to culture and art – living in third-world countries or even worse.
I have never really "grooved" with people who see themselves as self-proclaimed accursed prophets, creative geniuses and so forth… This is why FB failed quickly for me, because everybody is busy promoting and networking - not having fun or being happy about oneself. In my eyes, Art equals self-expression, freedom, fun, happiness, it has great therapeutic value etc' – but if one suffers for his/her art, or goes to extended lengths to preserve collective memory about one's output, then, in my opinion, there's a built-in conflict and i'll stay away from this person.
Which brings me to the headline again – especially to you, the younger generation: don't see your art professors or teachers as more than they really are – flawed human beings like all of us, who make mistakes, prone to amoral behavior like we all are without exception, their art is just that – expression. Intellectuals know NOT better than anyone else does, their opinions are just as biased, subjective and prone to critical failures in logic. Just as I always criticize science professors for speaking out loud about Politics etc' - which they know nothing about and usually protect globalist values which is akin to how cancer works in the body. Concisely: Nothing makes an artist special than thou. When the artist is dead, like in the case of the aforementioned dude, his work remains physically available but no longer interactively so. Like Fossils. It may survive to a degree, it may not – it doesn't matter to the dead. It may matter to his close ones, but that's all there is to it. And anyhow, for every fantastic artist – a much more fantastic one will soon enough be found and thence replace the long-lost icon.
If you enjoy an artist's work – that's awesome and exciting – but remember that this artist is just as human as you are, don't ever worship anyone or submit to anyone. If the artist's genuine – he/she may engage in fruitful and fascinating dialogues with you, but if he/she asks for more than you are willing to give/do – cut the tie on the fly! Don't ever reveal everything about yourself, leave private details to yourself only, especially in the context of virtual online communications. Always try to be nice to a degree, but also keep your alarms working, because if it's virtual communication, there's always a chance that your peer is not who he/she are presenting themselves to be and/or over-playing themselves. If it's real life, remember that all humans have weaknesses; sometimes fragility comes to play and out of these vulnerabilities (such as loneliness or desire) a person might want closeness with you (especially true for young female art-aficionados), yet oftentimes there will be an underlying malice. Be judgmental and assertive; don't do anything you aren't feeling good about or which seems shady.
I repeat one last time: Art is just art, it's nothing special really... Do not idealize it or do any kind of apotheosis to it. I've always been quite clear, even 30 years ago, about my reservation from the company of jolly artists, hardcore hippies and die-hard idealists who fail to see the gray zone in which most of our lives come into play.
I have created thousands of digital artworks, hundreds of music albums, yet with all that being said, I don't see myself as an artist – I am a person who tries to explore life, whether creatively, scientifically or intellectually, but that's all there is to it. I run away from being tagged as an artist, especially since my main medium is digital, meaning I use various Artificially Intelligent tools to help me speed up my workflow. Lately, having come to a certain saturation, I have switched my focus to mostly multimedia projects, where I combine my original music with mandala videos that I create from my rich stash of original works of art. Is it art? Is it not? I don't care anymore, that's the plus of being a semi-retired artist, I am just having fun and being happy about my videos and my humble website where I showcase my life's humble fruits of labor. If you all see your work with happy eyes and a smile – you will enjoy not taking yourself too seriously and thenceforth will see everything in the right proportions. Try it - the sooner, the merrier!
The Art Mutant