Thalia (in ancient Greek Θάλεια / Tháleia or Θάλια / Thália, "the joyous, the flourishing", from θάλλειν / thállein, to flourish, to be verdant) was the muse who presided over comedy and idyllic poetry. She was the daughter of Zeus and Mnemosyne, the eighth-born of the nine Muses. She was portrayed as a young woman with a joyous air, crowned with ivy, wearing boots and holding a comic mask in her hand.
Saturday, October 13, 2012
Don't just report the money, report the content
True art has nothing to do with the cash, it has everything to do with the content. Cash, as we know, is propaganda- it determines value, it sculpts ideology, and to some degree that's also okay, but I work for a collector, I am a museum educator, and first and foremost I am an artist, and I see first hand the clash in belief between the artists voice vs. the taste of wealth. Individuals are generally given power by their attachment to institutions and it is the wild, solo, lone-wolf artist who reminds us of our own agency as a person, that thoughtful inspiration can breed new pathways for understanding and action. This instigation of meaning is at the heart of why we make work, and it should be at the center of what gets reported. The feeling of helplessness at the bottom that I have heard as a battle cry in some of the smartest people I have ever met, all artists, would be given a better opportunity to be heard if there was a true support system for the ideas themselves. Art is education, it should be a way to become what we have never been before, it is alchemical. It is the responsibility of the media, of the institution, to not just throw up their hands like children to the authority of money, but to fight like the leaders they are for the freedom to be free, for the power of thought, for the friction of saying anything that needs to be said, and with the right intention to have an ear open to what no one has ever said before. The money will follow their lead.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment