The thing about artwork is that while expertise can add meaningful substance to dialogue, even the uninitiated can be moved to feel something or get engaged. Art can influence us even if we’re not an expert. This is different than opinions about science or engineering or foreign policy, where uninformed declarations can actually be counter-productive. I don’t want to listen to an uninformed opinion about whether bridges should be inspected for safety. I want to be able to count on experts who can properly evaluate the safety of bridges.
Read MoreTHE LOOMING DARKNESS (Pt 2 of 3) — LEVERAGE
A culture built of people invested in creative enterprise is a culture that cares about building connections. Creative expressions almost always reach out. By its very nature art does not insulate itself from interaction; it pursues interaction. In times like these, when identity politics and political polarization press our self-interested faces into hand-held screens, the value of shared experiences becomes not simply a luxury, but a campfire on a bitterly cold night.
Read MoreTHE LOOMING DARKNESS (Pt 1 of 3) — RESPONSES
Idealists may think that art in its various forms can function as remedy for chaos and pain. The rise of Dada in the early part of the 20th century suggests otherwise. The peril here is that when ideologues try to use creative work as a mechanism for political or social coercion, the work instantly corrupts itself. Political forces have always used creative enterprise as a means of influence, but in its most trenchant expressions, art speaks for itself as a reaction to the world much more evocatively than when it’s wielded as an instrument of power.
Read MoreA FEW WORDS, AFTERWARDS
No matter how big the movie, the stage play, the broadcast, or book release, work is always ephemeral, like life itself. The play’s the thing precisely because the action of life only struts and frets for a moment upon the stage. It’s like a love affair; it’s like a perfectly prepared meal; it’s like a long-planned vacation, or even time spent growing up in one’s family home. The feelings may run deep, but the only thing that lasts are shared memories.
Read MoreAmazing! Have a Nice Day!
Language matters. When we use it without precision, we sow seeds of misunderstanding, which ultimately inculcates friction. When what we mean gets diluted by imprecision often enough, we begin to lose firm grasps on what each other deeply believes.
Read MoreTHE CURATED LIBRARY PROBLEM
Even as I try to selectively calibrate my attention and interests to suit time and energy, the compelling pull of interesting materials tempts me like a rodent that stumbles upon a bag of shelled walnuts. Unable to resist, the hapless creature cannot help but gobble up one more, often resulting in a bellyache.
Read MoreTHE GRAMMAR OF THINGS
Grammar should be thought of as a series of rules that enable ideas to exist with as minimal impediment as possible. Notice that I’m not asserting that grammar should insure proper or correct usage; that would be an entirely subjective assertion. Reading dialogue, slang, or other forms of vernacular require deep understanding of grammar so that the reader can keep track of what’s being said. Put another way, the most powerful way to break a rule is for the breaker to fully understand what is being broken in the first place. Without understanding how things work, excellence can only happen by accident.
Read MoreWhat Happens When I Hear The English Beat
Sensations of all sorts are new in everyone’s adolescence, no matter where or with whom you lived at the time, and the geologic pressure of successive years piling up fossilizes memory. Intense moments of sensual, visceral pleasure become reinforced with subsequent mental recollection, which is why we can conjure our teenage years in sparkling detail and cannot recall what we made for breakfast this morning.
Read MoreTHIS ISN’T REALLY ABOUT ANDY WARHOL…OR THE SUPREME COURT
I don’t mind angry art, I don’t mind sad art, I don’t mind disturbed art, or erotic art, or challenging pieces that ask me to pause and think. I don’t even mind “bad” art that I might choose to ignore. What bothers me are so-called artistic assertions that knowingly, consciously, conspicuously waste my time by pretending to be something more vital than they really are.
Read MoreINESCAPABLE: Thoughts on the novel AGE OF VICE
Book readers—and we must presume that there are at least a few of us left!— cannot help but be aware that screen-worthiness is part of the appeal. But the fact that it reads so well as a book means that it is also proudly declares itself as a novel first and last, which ironically solidifies one of its great pleasures. It lives through words on its pages, and this book comes alive in ways familiar to the sensations you get when your exercised heart pounds in your chest.
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