It’s about feel, touch and what is real. It’s about a real world not a virtual one. It’s about not being fake with the choices we make. About interpretation of something, who decides that, how and why?

People get ‘forced’ to read a book because peer pressure dictates its good and they should.

They haven’t got ‘the time’ to try the unknown but would spend hours reading a book because ‘they heard’ it was good. They would read this book. But would they write one? Could they? They don’t think they have the imagination to write one but generally a film is never as good as the book. Why?

It is their imagination and interpretation that makes the book good. Everything is open to interpretation, even these words. Even what the artist paints is what the artist sees, and might not be what is there. This is dictated by their talent and their interpretation of what they see. That’s what makes an artist an artist. Their own individual interpretation.

It is what can make an artist become well known, or and famous but who or what determines this?

As an example a squiggle on a page by Damien Hurst is worth thousands but a squiggle by you or me isn’t. Is this right?

And symbolism is a curiosity too. The Black Square by Kazimir Malevich is apparently supposed to be ‘the face of the new art’. Declared this by the man himself. Here is a small part of an experts view on this work. The expert is Philip Shaw and it is used without permission.

‘as grand refusal, repudiating nature in favour of abstraction. As such, the painting may be read in terms of the Kantian theory of the sublime. Favouring flatness over depth, Black Square conveys, in the words of Kant’s ‘Analytic of the Sublime’ (1790), ‘the feeling of displeasure that arises from the imagination’s inadequacy’ in an estimation of ‘formlessness’ or ‘magnitude’.’

It is a black square. Yes? A black square. Shall I say it again? It’s a black square. Maybe in actual fact at the time, he was tired and bored and sad, and his hands were cold and that’s all he could manage. And then he thought, umm what shall I say about this one? If he had of painted it at the beginning of his career I wonder what would have happened to him.

Take our good friend Damien Hurst, he can do anything now and make thousands or millions but I do not consider him to be an artist. He is a businessman, a very clever man and a trend setter. Where he goes others follow and this is one of the points I am trying to make.

If I ever become ‘famous’ I will show, write and point out what I meant by each piece and why, and no one else should have the right to comment and neither should anyone listen.

It is the reader, or the viewer whose opinion is important, not an expert, or indeed neither the artist or author. It is what something means to you that is important, not what it is meant to anyone else or what you are ‘told’ it is meant to be or show for you. Am I right?

Mark Scotchford © 21/11/2014


About markious72

Here I wish to let my strange and vivid imagination and opinions run wild. I do hope you like what you read. I would love to be a writer, I won't pretend otherwise. Although it is only in the last couple of years that I have realised it. I guess if it meant to happen it will. Happy reading, happier writing. :-)
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