Art

Food for Thought

Art is an irreplaceable way of understanding and expressing the world–equal to but distinct from scientific and conceptual methods. Art addresses us in the fullness of our being–simultaneously speaking to our intellect, emotions, intuition, imagination, memory and physical senses. There are some truths about life that can be expressed only as stories or songs or images.
— Dana Gioia, National Endowment for the Arts Chair during Stanford University commencement address

I ran across this quote in a discussion of government sponsorship for the arts and thought it was nice and concise.

I also really like what Leo Tolstoy had to say about the necessity of art.

To evoke in oneself a feeling one has experienced, and having evoked it in oneself, then by means of movement, line, color, sounds or forms expressed in words, so to transmit that feeling that others experience the same feeling–this is the activity of art.

Art is a human activity consisting in this, that one man consciously, by means of certain external signs, hands on to others feelings he has lived through and that others are infected by these feelings and also experience them.

And then George Kubler, in The Shape of Time, points out we need to study form (science) every bit as much as we need to study function (art history).

Archaeological studies and the history of science are concerned with things only as technical products, while art history has been reduced to a discussion of the meaning of things without much attention to their technical and formal organization. The task of the present generation is to construct a history of things that will do justice both to meaning and being . . . expression and form are equivalent challenges to the historian; and that to neglect either meaning or being, either essence or existence, deforms our comprehension of both.

What all that gets at is the fact that art is necessary to human existence. It’s a primal form of communication. Art is neither form nor function, but a synthesis of both, and we need art in order to explain and explore our existence. Art is every bit as important as science and technology.

Art, Crankypantsing, Pets, Photography

Miscellanea

1. Harriet’s feet seem to be well on the mend. She’s not trying to sneak off and chew them, and the hair is growing back where it was worn away. Her ears are still sore, though. I don’t know if they’re just going to take longer to heal, or if I’m going to have to go back to the vet for drops. I was dubious about using wipes on her ears in the first place, because they only reach the upper parts, and the real infection is much farther down the ear canal. I’ve got six more days of wipes, so I guess we’ll have to re-evaluate at the end of the week.

2. And about those feet! They are snowy white for the first time in literally years. Very exciting. For all the stupid crap she’s had to deal with the past few months, it seems as if at least the allergy problem has been solved. And since that was, to me, the most difficult one to narrow down, well, I’m doing the happy dance.

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See the shiny white hair between her pads? A couple of months ago, that was stained red, from saliva.

3. WTHIWWP?!: If you’re going to belittle another person’s artistic abilities, you might want to first make sure that yours aren’t laughable. I read a huge screed on another blog about how X, Y, and Z are amateurish dingbats, and then I went and looked at the ranter’s own artwork. My, but that’s a very low bar! Not to mention the weirdness of being that obsessed with other people’s artwork and whether or not they are doing it “right.”

Altered Books, Art, Artist Books, Bookarts, Collage, Found Poems, Poetry

The Story

I finished the poem and painting part of this months ago, but didn’t like where the collage was going, so I got stuck. It’s been sitting on my coffee table since, um, January. Oops!

The Story
collage (leaf, yearbook photo, ribbon, coin, buttons, map legend, and raffle ticket) with watersoluble crayon and found poem in altered book
9 3/8 x 11 3/4 inches

The Story
(a found poem)

The story was a riddle
pointing to a shimmering surface
to hidden depths
to inner experience.

The story
neither sought nor found
like a melody continually improvised
full of blasphemy
for many generations venerated
should not be read simply.

The story
found in the garden
between the infinite and finite
above the abyss that separates
the failed and perfection
depends upon the divine
hidden deep within
as well as outside.

Art, Doodles

Staff Meeting Doodle

Staff Meeting Doodle
gel ink in steno pad
6 x 6 inches

This must have been the week for meetings. First, it was yearly evaluations (oh noes!), then the monthly tech services meeting, then today, our little unit meeting. The main topic of discussion in the last two meetings (well, the most interesting to me personally) was the new handling for series statements. Exciting, huh?

Art, Drawings

Cat

Tabby Cat
India ink and Neocolors II on 90lb Stonehenge paper
9 1/4 x 6 3/4 inches

This is for a coworker. Whenever someone has a big number work anniversary (20th, 25th, etc.), there’s usually a party and some sort of memory scrapbook. Since I cat sit for her two tabbies, I thought a cat drawing would be appropriate.