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Why Art?
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| If you wonder why my poetry always (well almost always) has a picture with it I'll tell you. When I read I see images. From Dean Koontz, Michael Creighton, Upton Sinclair to William Shakespeare I see pictures. I am a visual person. I also look for meaning in the randomness we call life. Because of this philosophical albatross I, like any self respecting Libra, have to see every angle I can get my eyes around. I am a hunter not a gatherer, I don't look for completion, (this accounts for my procrastinating nature) and satisfaction in just knowing how something works and not the act of actually fixing it. | There is something else in art, graphics and photography that just excites my mind. Whether it beauty, composition, color or just interesting it pushes buttons in my mind. Being the hunter my attention is constantly assaulted with the visual. Interesting to me is the fact hunters would be the artists and admirers of art but not illogical. The earliest art was almost invariably of animals being hunted. The reflex oriented hunter had to be able to quickly identify prey or preyed quickly in order to be the eater and not the eaten. You can look at the three pictures above and see sadness in each. There are different kinds of sadness though. | As the hunter my mind sees regret, loss and shame. You may see something entirely. In any case art in any form grabs me and elevates me to a place I can only imagine. When I write I see images of feelings and by combining the two I reach an internal understanding that I can't seem to get by the words alone. I realized this need in me when songs sung on the radio came to life when used in the movies. "In Your Eyes" in the movie "Say Anything" is an example I often think of and still can see the image of John Cusack standing by his car with the boom box held up over his head as Ione Skye looks out her window. Give me visual or give me death is my new motto. Eye Candy or wonderment the classic or the new without art there is no real life on this earth only bland comedy. | ||
