three weeks after i walked away, he telephoned. i gave him a chance to
bring it up, but alas, it wasn't on his mind. and after three more chances
given for him to acknowledge my medium - all declined, i terminated the
call.
so long to a fifteen year association. to his big screen tv. to his better
than average smoke. to maintaining his computer.
i embrace technological advancement. it keeps me going. i got no room in
my existance for conflicted luddites.
Meanwhile, in the modern art world, there are periodic revivals
of painting, but it remains something that the high art popes
look down upon, because it's a somewhat brainless activity that's
been done to death.
So hey, don't take him seriously. He's just feeling insecure,
since the art world keeps telling *him* that he's old hat and
irrelevant.
Painters have had exactly no chance at all of making it in New York
since the mid eighties. It's been a thorn in my brain as well.
Those lonely five percent of world top artists who do use painted
canvas have massive theoretical underpinnings, which they use to
justify their choice of medium.
Marcel Duchamp killed painting as a purely visual art form.
Merely pretty to look at just doesn't cut it anymore.
Art is a form of applied philosophy these days.
Not that I let it bother me, since I don't try to make a living with it.
Doodling is fun, although it's so mid twentieth century.
Dropping a friend over such a matter doesn't look worth the pain.
Friends are good for other things aside from reinforcement of
your artistic confidence. Most of my friends think that my music
and art are a complete waste of time. Doesn't reduce my love
for them one bit.
I've worked hard on my motivations to reach a point where I'm
doing stuff exclusively because it gives me joy.
Using art as a means to gain friends, respect and money is
a recipe for pain, in my humble opinion.
I disseminate my stuff merely in the hope that it will give joy
to others as well, but that's a side issue.
I hope this helped a bit and did not annoy you.
Best wishes.
no shit. what an empty headed poseur fuckwad he must be. among other
things, art is the zeitgeist. the zeitgeist is digital. he should
learn how to be an artist before he judges other peoples' work. what
does he do, spongepaintings for hotel lobbies?
art is wooden bowls, art is ceramics, art is dried flowers, art is HIV
infected blood in a tube mounted on a canvas covered with condoms.
art is anything. slip this under Leonardo's fucking door, and tell him
that most people think he is a poseur.
you're bigger than him, you're bigger than he'll ever be. he's already
self-limiting by not allowing artistic freedom. what an asshole he
must be. i wouldn't buy weed from someone like that if he was the only
game in town. fuck his plasma tv.
-durt
i was listening to you the other day, and it was refreshing
>
> I've worked hard on my motivations to reach a point where I'm
> doing stuff exclusively because it gives me joy.
that's the only reason i do it. the end result isn't even that
important, it's the process. it's being turned on and manic and finding
new things. it's a process of constant discovery, and refinement of
talent.
> Using art as a means to gain friends, respect and money is
> a recipe for pain, in my humble opinion.
>
absolutely. art is the gift, or the curse.
> I disseminate my stuff merely in the hope that it will give joy
> to others as well, but that's a side issue.
>
i put it out there because if only i see it, then it isn't as alive as
it should be. i still disseminate the work, although not as fervently
as i once did. i mostly donate stuff to charity auctions.
i have covered the east coast and the southwest and now i'm working on
the northwest with paintings, prints, mixed-media works, and i have
disseminated my 'noize' throughout the entire world. just knowing
that it's out there is enough. that someone might 'get it' or turn on
to something new. after all, art is inspiration to me.
love,
durt
characatures(sp?) - of elvis, shoney's big boy, fz, letterman, politicians,
and always always an eye-in-pyramid somewhere innit. flourescent colors
mostly, cartoonish, affected primitivist style most of it. with the
exception of of couple of his older paintings, i can't say i've ever been
particularly fond of his work - it's visually disturbing to me. not
content-wise, but color & contrast use.
> art is wooden bowls, art is ceramics, art is dried flowers, art is HIV
> infected blood in a tube mounted on a canvas covered with condoms.
> art is anything. slip this under Leonardo's fucking door, and tell him
> that most people think he is a poseur.
ah, but he's got a bfa. he ought to know better. which is why i take this
more personally than i do from yer average joe who blurts "oh, so a computer
does all the work."
> you're bigger than him, you're bigger than he'll ever be. he's already
> self-limiting by not allowing artistic freedom. what an asshole he
> must be. i wouldn't buy weed from someone like that if he was the only
> game in town. fuck his plasma tv.
>
> -durt
it's not so much the buying as the sharing i may come to miss, but yeah -
fuck all that. thanks, durtro.
thanks, durtro.
i've never asked or expected reinforcement of my artistic confidence from
him or anyone else for that matter. i can however no longer tolerate a
continued active assault against my self-esteem as an artist from another
artist who somehow considers us friends. that sort of behavior just aint
friendly.
i can find value and something worth encouraging about anything anyone
creates, pretty much.
it isn't friendly, and it's an ego-fitting pose that helps him deal
with his mediocrity. i wonder when the last time he was 'on fire', or
whether or not he knows how a painting can be like pulling a rotten
tooth out of your own mouth.
art is free, there can be no rules.
rules are contrary to the existence of art.
love,
durt
so he wishes he was Robt. Williams but we already have one of those.
the world doesn't need another artist anyway. if anyone believes there
is a paucity of art in the world, well then they should just go out and
make some. that's how you fix that.
>
> > art is wooden bowls, art is ceramics, art is dried flowers, art is HIV
> > infected blood in a tube mounted on a canvas covered with condoms.
> > art is anything. slip this under Leonardo's fucking door, and tell him
> > that most people think he is a poseur.
>
> ah, but he's got a bfa. he ought to know better. which is why i take this
> more personally than i do from yer average joe who blurts "oh, so a computer
> does all the work."
yeah, right. like i spent about three hundred hours turning a
black-and-white photograph of a crucifix-gravestone into an LSD-soaked
world of fire with Christ made of all the colours and a pair of eyes,
forever in the distance behind him, in the fire, overlooking all to see
that evil still remains through the sacrifice of the Lamb of God.
> > you're bigger than him, you're bigger than he'll ever be. he's already
> > self-limiting by not allowing artistic freedom. what an asshole he
> > must be. i wouldn't buy weed from someone like that if he was the only
> > game in town. fuck his plasma tv.
> >
> > -durt
>
> it's not so much the buying as the sharing i may come to miss, but yeah -
> fuck all that. thanks, durtro.
> thanks, durtro.
hey man, you're welcome, i can't tell you anything you don't already
know anyway.
love,
durt
Your call, of course. Sorry for intruding.
BTW, have you told *him* about this or are you expecting him
to pick up telepathically that his remarks are hurting you?
Most people - me included - seem to find it much easier to
tell anyone but the person concerned about important issues.
That often causes a lot of unnecessary problems, I think.
Damn, I'm meddling again. Sorry. It's just that I care for you, man.
no worries. yep, i told him. his reply went to the effect of "you've got
your opinion - i've got mine, and neither of us will change the other."
the guy goes through friends like dubya goes through a kilo.