mgdartist
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Joined: 5/13/2006 From: irving tx Status: offline
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ORIGINAL: LadyEllen Mgdartist - you remind me of my neighbour Adrian. He's an artist too, and could have spoken every word of your post. Except he'd have been drunk. Can I ask you, is heavy drinking and whatever prevalent in artists? I've discussed with Adrian this question and he reels off lists of artists who were alcoholics, drug users, violent and so on, which I put down to the temperament required to produce art being one of pain, anguish and rage. Thanks E sorry for the hijack people. Well, I'm not really sorry, but one has to say so I guess. Gotta love this forum and it's arrogant, presumptive, labeling, condescending core membership. As an artist I know our ideal role in society is that of the visionary who seeks to speak in the conversation which has been going on for centuries which is in its essence, the avant-garde. All my career I've had to nonetheless deal with the stigma's and stereotypes that very society seeks to impose on visial artists, nor do I villify you for doing so madame, as you are by far not the first. Granted, historically, many artists were known to be self-indulgent, compulsive and self-destructive, and I've learned that their personal predilictions and percieved character flaws were less than irrelevant to the legacy of their genius, which society usually vindictively refuses to recognize till they've passed. So it's always been, and their "pain, anguish and rage" simply called angst, can invariably be traced back to others like yourself, who see them as a threat or pariah, or who perhaps find their vision distasteful, or them personally, and justify judging them by identifying their character flaws and imperfections, and then reach their goal of being superior to them. It's an easy rationale. But this is all academic, being a time honored tradition, so thanks for playing. I have no need to defend myself, nor admit my personal imperfections here, knowing it would not make a dent in your preconceptions either way, of me or those like me, in the slightest. You said my words reminded you of someone I doubt you fully approve of, and if not, you've shown your true colors, since it isnt your place to approve of him or me. And what any of this has to do with men's confessions on breasts, I have failed miserably to see.
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