Interesting how words beget words isn’t it Kerri ? I came to a point where I began to wonder if verbal language and visual language and auditory language and the language of taste all just need a break from each other...? Music about Architecture is about as useful and interesting as architecture about sculpture. Or dance about painting...it is!!! It is interesting, but words are the sibling of the modes of communication that seem to be the favoured child, and that is fine and even possibly understandable since we have come to build our whole world around words but what if...? What if we hadn’t thought to make any mode primary or first? What, if any of the other modes of communication had become more primary? It’s just a fun thing to ponder , no? Ideas and structures within eras become words and these words block us from seeing things outside of the realm of our constructed structures. Deconstructavists have written at very long length about this fact for example....
...but it is worth a playful thought to consider how orthodoxy is constructed and how polarities bind us? Until only recently gender was only one of two things, politics in the USA is still one of two things...thankfully the arts are many of many things and defining those many things comes with exactly as you say...many words and some become exclusive or elitist. Elitism isn’t even wrong in some ways? Perhaps? Olympic sports? Or Math and science and maybe usefulness could be measured?
But is it lovely and true that the single art work or the single word or single sentence...original and true may never gain its author a friendly smile or a meal of worthy warmth, even if the world finally sees a beautiful idea from it? or is it enough even that one other single equally lost soul recognizes a kindred spirit in the utterance, painting or sound?
I feel good comes to us daily from all over....being alive is a painful, messy, horrifying but also stunning , miraculously unpredictable challenge of incomprehensible scope and thankfully no human will ever comprehend it all in 100 life times!
Some art reveals to some and others to others and talking is one way of sharing how we feel...but let us remain always vigilant that we try to see others?...other arts in between? People trying in between? Maybe beyond the consensus there lays an opportunity to enjoy potential that none have yet seen? Let’s hope, for the sake of our world that this always is taught in school and that so is humility as a virtue? I feel about as vulnerable and uncertain as ever but I engage with life and with others not to win or to be best...rather to openly ask is there is better? What ever we love about our community or love about our Province, our street, or Country...should we not openly discuss the least aggressive way to enjoy the nature of what only it has to offer?
Too much will human power, to many human developments and wilderness is lost for ever? If it is the will of many then it comes to be but...in that invention from the many in agreement...sometimes a lost point of view is overlooked and what if that held the key to sustaining exactly what everyone was actually living for? Maybe the word we chose was too coarse and forced overlooking upon the many? ...and maybe that single soul just didn’t bother to make their argument grander using the communication style of the era? Or maybe they should have been born with greater more forceful convictions? Or maybe they simply didn’t choose the write art form? (write intended).