"What is the function of the artist?" Amanda demanded of the talented trespasser.
"The function of the artist," the Navajo answered, "is to provide what life does not."
- Tom Robbins, 'Another Roadside Attraction"
Incongruous it is to take value in what is not.
Art, it seems, surpasses what is true, exploring fable. This could be called the truth of art, its freedom to go beyond what is and yet to nonetheless be true. So much so, that by revolving full circle, one puts an apple on a stand and calls it art... it is an apple and yet is not. The call to say it it something else provides what life does not...
And then, we realize that this is just so much navel gazing, we are calling our art an art, and then we remember that it involves play.
Art is fun, within what is real is not.
It lives in dreams, dreams do not.
It exists beyond that which is given, calls what is not.
And dwelling upon it makes no sense,
Incongruous it is to take value in what is not.
Art, it seems, surpasses what is true, exploring fable. This could be called the truth of art, its freedom to go beyond what is and yet to nonetheless be true. So much so, that by revolving full circle, one puts an apple on a stand and calls it art... it is an apple and yet is not. The call to say it it something else provides what life does not...
And then, we realize that this is just so much navel gazing, we are calling our art an art, and then we remember that it involves play.
Art is fun, within what is real is not.
It lives in dreams, dreams do not.
It exists beyond that which is given, calls what is not.
And dwelling upon it makes no sense,
Being both beyond what is and yet not quite what is not.
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