Tuesday, February 07, 2012

Class Notes- Artist, Cinema, & Theology in dialogue

Just wanted to share some rough thoughts from my class response journal for this week....



I was struck in our conversation this week about how art is looked at shifts and changes depending on the time period and way we see. I was intrigued by Barry’s statement that in contemporary art we don’t know where or how to look. I would agree with this statement, and would ask/add to it that I think we might lost in part our ability to allude and create multi-layer pieces like Vermeer or other artists of the past who were more restricted in what was acceptable. What I mean is that many, not all, but many artists today (this is across all art-forms not just limited to a specific) just use the most direct means of expression. I find that often it is more about how much can I shock my audience and out do the other people around me that how can I create something artistically solid and thought provoking. Often I find myself board with much of the art I encounter because it doesn’t challenge me or cause me to mull over it, often if lucky it is entertainment that offers a moment of distraction.  I say this being one who consumes music, film, and books on a regular basis. There are artists and pieces of art that hold my attention but much of it feels like open mic nights where out of the whole evening it’s a good night if one poet or musician offers a piece that sticks with me and is something that I can’t hold, impresses me or blows me out of the water because of it’s depth. One of my dear friends who is a writer/poet has a poem with a simple premise about the need for more love, every time I hear her read it I am mesmerized by the fun and creative way she has constructed and played with words and images to express this. Her piece is art that is powerful and engaging…but often at least one of the other poets or musicians who read with her at an open mic night are just speaking to hear their own voice…it’s like they took a bunch of images that they thought were cool and moved them around on the page until they looked like something of weight and important not realizing the vapidness of their construction.

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