Artists, are not satisfied to merely exist on earth. We want to grow, evolve, and expand beyond what others experience as boundaries. We want to expose truth, be it ever so indifferent, and touch the ecstasy of splendor locked in hidden mundane mystery surrounding us. We know it’s there. ART serves as the vehicle we can ride into that place marked “Enter at thy own risk”. If we must live, we desire to live to the fullest, in ecstasy. In ART, we live, breathe, move, and procreate blissful indescribable passion. ART in its most elaborate means or by its simplest grotesque form displays this vital truth.
We are forced to ponder the question: does culture influence the ART or is ART influenced by the culture? The creations of Artists are merely the outward manifestation of an inner realization. From Cavemen to the most technological advances in mankind, the sole purpose is to see God (any God) face to face.
Many factors filter into ART’S contribution to mankind. ART ‘takes on’ the temperature and environment of where it is produced and transported. The work itself becomes a polyglot of every aspect in culture that came before it. Master works are the children of thousand of years of diverse heritage. ART represents a basis for us to react with a grand display of emotions. From fear to outrage, pleasure to amusement we are either attracted or repelled by what we see. We can never fully envision or appreciate the extent of effort and energy that went into producing any ART. We are allowed to observe but the mere shell of the representation of something far more involved than first meets the eye.
What is it that we are actually observing? What is it about a certain work of ART that inspires, compels, repels or disturbs