18 Art

THE ART OF MAKING_EXISTENTIALISM 

There are no limits to our knowledge of pain and suffering in order that we find the virtues of grace.  Seldom said is the ‘Education in pain’©, that allows us insight into the artist, artiste, that beguiles us with expressive discourse.

The expressive discourse allows us ruefulness in terms of a self-attitude towards what is right and wrong and always expressing the wrong to find an education.  This is ‘artistic existentialism’© gone to the nth degree.  For there are virtues in our art in terms of expressive historical and future reference and of course more often than not in the future discourse original artworks that claim hold on our lives as equine when the horses genitalia is the object of the piece.

Peace comes in many fathoms but rarely lets go of synergy with its existentialist reprieve.  There is peace in the viewing to know not to go so far as to suck off the horse, but to appreciate the botany and biology of body parts as an exegesis of a natural return to the animalia that rests in every soul within the confines of the bedroom.

We resist telling each other of our inner most emotions in viewing such artwork but recall to gain ourselves as humans who know each other well enough to think we were both thinking the same thing about that horses penis.

We continue into an abyss moving onto ‘Untitled 301’ a manger left bare without child as if we knew Jesus fled the day he was born once the three kings had done their thing.  As if he was not born there.  Or as if an empty manger says something of the World negative without Jesus and only with him for a short maybe 31-34 years worth of time, well was it worthwhile?

We are ultimately perplexed to understand the artist who only wants the reader to existentially understand the work as if they have undergone the ‘artistic pain in education’© of their drug fueled subsistence lives.  A life they continue to find the real in terminality beyond dreams, sometimes banal, and sometimes exotic, and sometimes nightmarish to realise it is them the reader is talking to not the artwork.

When their existentialist bizarre make believe lives of trippy innuendo and plain right Alexander McQueen simplicity in language and accent have overcome the earth and come to white walled gallery and their very persistence at being wasted comes to fruition. 

Why?

Because escapism into the ethereal, internal, allows one to find momentary glimpses of creation, the past, the present, the future, and anywhere where man has gone before and will go into the future.

I am guilty as the next artist for following a mind of deluge in order to find myself again.

But what does it make of the artwork?

It makes it unpeaceful, a provocation, an Americanism, dare I say it, knowing England, in domesticity, our forte.  While American Art is more about grand statements in the landscape, large canvases and commerciality of property and property rights, thinking of Donald Judd, Jackson Pollock, and Andy Warhol respectively.  So why is England even more provocative than America at art, why is it us who pushes the button on existentialism in our attitudes, artistic lives, and museum pieces?

Probably because we have a history of war; those damn Roman spirits hanging around, creating altercations in our time.  Those zeitgeists we care not to remember for their lack of fortitude and now one of ‘notional love’©.  The zeitgeist of Meta modernism is not yet over, but ready for re-interpretation for just as we edit our art for its meaning and aesthetics we understand we must only move forward with those works that stand up to a modern rhetoric.

There are few and far between: real artists whose life is an art by purely conforming to the system.  I like to think of myself as one of those who denies a system whether that be government or monarchy in order that I may feel full force of my power to fly.  But none the less I appreciate law and order.  There is an old saying that goes like this:

‘If one cannot cope, one must find a way to.’

If that means quitting starting again, recalibrating, becoming an effigy, a creative force, then so be it.  If we could all be in a studio making art pushing the boundaries of existentialism would we be?

We might.

'There we are in our ‘painful exegesis’©, or just a friend, or front for stet mode.'©

Exegesis

There is something to be said for the exegesis of exigence in terms of its susceptibility to human experience.  The artist may not care for it, but it always exists in art, and is a fundamental to the artwork as a reversion to regal portraiture, exalting glory and attractiveness in its sublimity to the viewer.

The reason for this is not only the human capabilities of the artist, but the artistic medium of conference with the viewer.  To know the viewer is just as human as the art maker.

Art

Does art exactly push the boundaries for existentialism in terms of behaviour or only opinion as one would presume.  Art always being available to the middle and upper classes, and the lower classes practicing it in the street.

'If Art were considered the street as well as the gallery then it does have a pejorative collusion to affect the behaviour of all, just as we have glorified the statesman and the b-boy.'©

Therefore there is true existentialism not only in an opinion but the behaviour of this planet,  If there is truth in following the meek into an exodus to the holy lands to salvage their souls, by bringing it directly to their doorstep, well that is one of love (S.E.W), however while we all care; more often the majority believe in bringing the feeling to the people of togetherness by standing by the principles they were taught, and the necessity to lead, not stoop.

If there were an answer to the stoop, it would be a smile, to show wisdom not rhetoric in the face of those worse off, for there is always someone above and below you, no matter if you are at the top or bottom.  The government after all runs to serve its people.

Behaviour

There are many forms of behaviour relevant to the exegesis of existential art.  They are art itself, as in gallery and viewer, object, and subject; life as art, and therefore I will cross the road when the man is red, because someone once did it when they were in a rush – J-Walking; and an expression of self in order to overcome a pain or suffering, or self-referential meditation.

The meditation on self can cause violence, and so we see riot after riot as a solution to ‘power to the people’ but that is a middle class answer to organising the lower classes, as vulnerable, defiant, heart-felt, suffering animalia beasts who will live by that emotion for the Government are causing it.  In fact it is the other way round, the government act as a vulnerable, defiant, heart-felt, suffering animalia beast like they are becoming extinct to the pressures of a pseudo psychosomatic population of lower classes, who just want to sit down after a good broken glass situation to the sounds of ‘Redemption Song’ by Bob Marley.  There is no collusion of anti-gross behaviour being rewarded so the government look like animals for their poor fate.  Just as Theresa May was not born a slave leader, neither was Stormzy born a ture born killer with a gun.

River

If there were a river of existentialism to the sea, has it all been done before, like shock will make ya!, Or life exists somewhere else, and we are just an experiment?

Really it comes down to this key issue that the river is life; sea the heavens, and if we do not deal with our exegesis in exigence before we reach the sea we will not survive, so it can be seen as a celebration of natural flow, from zeitgeist to zeitgeist: Meta, to 'Notional Love'©, making our notions of an intention better then comparison.  Almost defiance, but that could be too existential for something soft of the broken hearted.

So the river keeps meandering and we find our lives are upheaval only by certain key players who find it important to govern us, when man, woman, and child should really be free, (as the words of Sir John Stuart Mill reclaim:) 

'One can do anything, as long as one does not harm anyone!'  

It should be a celebration of existential thought however innate the subject, not to play down your glory.