Friday, February 24, 2006

The city is a canvas

I have a wonderful weekend planned out that I am excited for but before I leave and get ready to go I wanted to post this wonderful trailer for what I feel is going to be an amazing documentary.

David Choe - Documentary

If I had to pick any art form I respect and love more then anything it is graffiti. Few people know this as I don't advertise it, but seeing a tag, a stencil, sticker or a killer piece laid out on a building just puts a smile on my face. It seems to be the one art form where function steps down to form. The tools used does not allow for one to focus on the details but rather the artist must focus on the message. Speed is essential. This is one of the reasons I have been drawn to contemporary art and stream of conscious writing/poetry. The labored writer pales in comparison to the free flowing writer. Editors rue the day for the laboring, carefully constructing each sentence, each word is hand picked. Yet it lacks any emotion. It's stagnate.

I have heard contemporary literature called journals in novel form. The beat writers of the late 50's and 60's exemplified this two-fold. However, where they failed was their work was still just as pretensious as Dickens. It didn't strip down the constructs of literature but merely moved it in another direction. There is few contemporary writings that truly shift words into another dimension ala modern art. I feel this may have to do with the nature of writing itself and how these mediums are looked at.

When we are kids we can paint, we can draw and color. It may not be the best and at times does not look like anything but yet it is creative and ours. It takes us years to learn how to write, it takes years to learn how to write well, and it takes years and sometimes never happens to learn how to write interesting. As an author goes through the process he infuses in himself a smug feeling of self-worthy due to his own innate and labored over talent. The artist does not need to know how to write. Two artists of two different countries with two different languages understand each other. Two writers in similar instances cannot. While we struggle to modernize literature and move it forward, we need to figure out how is writing is perceived. To modernize art do we have to go backwards and build a form of graphical nature of writing? To modernize words, do we need worldly symbols for all to understand? Do we need to treat writing as a picture? Words have allowed man to become who man is today. But it also has allowed man to separate himself from his fellow man. Was this meant to be?


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